Suk is destined to be late for class today, but he must go. Otherwise, not only Shen Zheng is about to jump, but Liu Peihua is going to vomit blood. After all, Suk is now the number one seed player in No.17 middle school. Whether he can promote his school to the municipal key high school or even the provincial key high school, the score of this college entrance examination has decisive factors.

In fact, Liu Peihua has always had the idea of turning the image of No.17 middle school around. After all, as a principal, no one does not want to be able to make friends all over the world, no one does not want their students to become talents, and of course, no one does not want to be able to make progress in their personal work.

The classroom is still the classroom, but Suk sat in his seat, and he felt a sense of regret. He had no class for nearly half a year, and everything became familiar and strange.

Wang Xiaogang is still studying hard in Yanjing to prepare for the director's exam. His desk is transferred to the last row alone, while Wei Lan, sitting in the first row, makes him feel more disappointed.

In fact, Wei Lan has been in touch with herself for half a year. Sometimes she even tells herself that she misses her very much. Sometimes she even dreams of herself.

But Suk rarely responded, because he has been struggling with where he wants to go. Don't he like her? Obviously not, but what can I do? Tell her that I already have a lot of tangled girlfriends, you also join!

The more I think about it, the more I feel annoyed. Especially when I just walked into the classroom, I saw Wei Lan's surprise, surprise and even with panic eyes. At that moment, I hit my heart directly.

When the bell rings after class, Suk looks at the textbooks in front of him. Because of the countdown to the college entrance examination, all the students are studying against the clock. All the lively scenes in the past recess are gone, only the sound of silence and Shua Shua.

"Suk!"

When Suk heard the sound, he reflected that someone was beside him and raised his head subconsciously. Wei Lan was looking at himself, holding an MP3 with headphones on it.

"Well!" Suk is very worried about what Weilan will ask herself at this moment, because she has no way to answer all her questions, so that her heart beat faster.

Two people looked at each other for about four or five minutes. Wei Lan didn't say anything. He suddenly handed Suk the MP3 in his hand: "there's a song in it, will you listen to it?"

"Good!" Hearing this, Suk felt relieved. By contrast, listening to music is the best result: "whose song is it?"

Under the intense review, many students will choose to listen to music to relax their emotions. It seems that Wei Lan is the same. Is she worried about the effect of her review?

Asked and took her player.

"A female singer, her name is the same as mine!" When Wei Lan saw Suk take it, he felt relieved. Both dimples on his face seemed to laugh: "listen to me, give it to me next class!"

After that, Wei Lan turns around and runs to her seat. Suk looks at her back and puts the earplug to her ear. In fact, we all know that Wei Lan has the same name as a Hong Kong singer, but when we get familiar with her, we feel that she is the real Wei Lan.

The bell rings in class, and at the same time, the music in the earphone is also rising slowly. Every class has basically become a self-study class. The teacher will sit on the platform, and every student can ask questions directly.

So even if Suk is wearing headphones, the teacher will not say anything more, work and rest, just for better learning effect, as long as there are good grades, these are not problems.

A Cantonese song, I can also understand, the opening of the first melody, the first lyrics let Suk heart thump.

"No jealousy, no jealousy!"

"Do I care about your satisfaction with her?"

"No conflict?"

"But, just to add!"

"I know you'll come back!"

It seems that every word here is like Wei Lan talking to himself.

"No jealousy, no jealousy!"

"Let me congratulate you for the time being!"

"When you leave, be ready!"

"Who's going to report the good news?"

"I know you have no original intention, and one day she will die!"

"I won't lose heart, I'm not afraid of the lessons I've learned!"

"Willing to wait, unfaithful lover!"

"I'll take your responsibility back!"

"It's amazing to know that you have been a playboy and love you!"

"But I feel so happy that I want to be trapped by you!"

"Why would I wait for an old man?"

"I'm not reconciled!"

"Wait till you're afraid!"

"Wait, wait, wait!"

"Bear it, bear it

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"I won't be reconciled!"

"Wait till you get old!""Even if I finally marry her

A woman's voice reverberates in her ears, just like standing in front of her eyes and unfolding a picture. The girl looks at the person she secretly loves and is happy with her girlfriend, but she never gives up. She just waits for him silently, hoping that he will appear beside her one day.

Wait until you are old!

Wait until men get married!

My heart suddenly feels very painful. I hold my MP3 tightly, as if I'm going to crush it into pieces. Suddenly, Suk spreads out his palm. The small screen on the MP3 flashes with a line of small words. That's the name of this song!

Do you know I'm waiting for you to break up? 》

the heart beats faster and faster, which makes people feel shortness of breath. Suk looks up at Wei Lan's back, delicate, but looks down at the exercise book with solid strength. But Suk knows that her slightly trembling body must be constantly suffering.

Scenes of the past all rushed into my mind, when I was the boy who seemed to be autistic, the boy who still had inferiority complex and existed like the air, the boy who was often teased by the class.

Is Wei Lan suddenly appears, helps oneself to extricate oneself, cheers for oneself!

I still remember the first time I touched her hand, the first time I kissed her lips, the first time she told herself that she liked herself and everything!

Can think of her secretly looking at themselves, secretly sigh, and even secretly tears, and then continue to adhere to, waiting!

All of a sudden, Suk pulled off the earphone, and the sound was very obvious in the quiet classroom. Many students subconsciously looked at themselves, and even the teacher sitting behind the platform frowned slightly.

Wei Lan turned to look at Suk, clenched his lips, saw Suk suddenly stand up, and then strode towards himself, step by step, closer and closer, the step is so firm, the eyes so hot.