Chapter 1680

That night, she did not go down after all.

The next morning. In the classroom, as she was taking notes, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. Then she looked up and saw Liang Nan standing at the door. Her face was as delicate as a carved white face with a few drops of crystal raindrops. Her pale thin lips were like flowers withering in the rain.

His white shirt was dripping with water. He had just taken it out of the water and had been drenched in the rain all night.

In spite of everyone's surprised eyes, he walked across the platform to her in the last row.

The desk mate carried the book very wisely and staggered down and left the position beside her.

Liang Nan walked along the corridor to her side, and then sat down beside her with everyone's attention. She set her hair at will, and some tiny drops of water fell on her hands and books.

He bowed his head, thin lips tightly pursed, silent, so many people waiting to see a good play some angry.

The old professor half opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time before he reacted and continued his lecture.

But there will be a few people's minds in his class.

She could not help but sigh.

It was clear that she did not know what he meant by sitting next to her like this.

Just when he thought he would be so silent, he said, "I don't have a book."

Every time he took time to accompany her, he would tell her that, and then read a book with her.

Except for his wet body, nothing happened as usual.

After she pushed the book in the middle, he did not look at the book, but looked at her with burning eyes.

She looked at the professor on the stage, taking notes in silence.

"Dream, wrong." He made a sudden noise.

"What?" When she looked up, his lips close to her ear almost touched her cheek.

"This place, remember wrong!" He drew closer, drew out the pen in her hand, and drew two lines in her notes.

It turned out that she had written a paragraph three times.

"Why..." Without warning, he suddenly buried his wet head in her warm neck socket.

"Liang Nan, I don't like you anymore." She repeated.

"I don't believe it." He repeated.

Why don't you believe it!

What she said was clearly true.

Never like, did not like anyone, so give up when will not be sad.

From small to large, no matter what she wants to grasp, what she wants to have and what she cherishes will always disappear one by one.

She once had a happy family, loved her parents and aunts who often brought her beautiful dolls.

However, one day, my mother and I were driven out, and my aunt took another little girl to live in my house.

That day, a four or five-year-old girl in a more beautiful red dress walked into her room and said, "that's my father! This is my home! These toys will all be mine! "

" nonsense! He is my father She pushed the little girl angrily.

"Whoa, whoa..." The little girl burst into tears.

The father who came from the living room suddenly rushed to push her away, looked at her with a defensive face, and then comforted the little girl who was crying with her unique indulgence smile.

She was pushed to the ground by her father, knocked her head on the tea table and kept bleeding

At that moment, in addition to the sound of heartbreak, she also heard her mother cry and curse hysterically.

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