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I was really puzzled. "Why do you think I'm making a scene? "Lin Duan, are you thinking too much?"

"Aren't you willful when you marry Qiao Dongcheng?" Just for your father's last wish, you will marry him. Qian Xun, this is not your character, so you shouldn't be like this. Big Brother Lin Xia told me that you've suffered a lot over the years. Thousand, stop messing around, stop continuing. "

I quickened my pace, and the car stopped under a shelter. As soon as I turned the corner, he hugged me from behind. "Qian Xun, stop punishing me."

The smell of him, his breath, made me shiver.

This familiar and warm embrace, I really want to close my eyes and just lie by his side, not caring about anything, not caring about anything at all.

He said he'd never let me go after all these years.

He said he said, can I, really willful again, I was so fond of the forest.

I can feel his heart beating a lot.

The many years of grievance and pain had suddenly gushed out.

He pushed him hard. "Lin Duan, you bastard, I hate you." I can't let my tears slide.

It was my cowardice, and the love I had held for him for a long time.

Gently, he touched my face with his hand.

The warmth and comfort of his palm pressed against her, bit by bit, scorching her restless heart.

He pulled me up and ran, "Qian Xun, I have a present. I must give it to you."

Opening the trunk, he took out a large bag and a book. The dried peony was still beautiful, like a deep shrinkage.

Lin came to Beijing for the first time. There was a half-dead peony in the yard, and he had actually let it live well in the spring. He even bloomed a few white peony flowers the size of bowls, and when I hit them with my bicycle, he just looked at me and frowned.

I snorted, "Isn't it just a peony flower? I'll get my dad to buy ten pots for you. What are you looking at?"

Without a word, he held the flower up. The next day, he even used bamboo to prop it up. He protected it well, but the flower had wilted.

That's when I started to get hooked on the edge of the woods.

How could Lin Duan's studies be so good?

The people in the courtyard would all borrow my homework, but Lin Duan didn't. At that time, almost all the people in our courtyard were in the same class. We were used to being coquettish, and we liked to talk in class. Barabbara talked endlessly, and self-study was like our own backyard.

Lin Duan and I were sitting at the same table, so I couldn't help but stand up. He pointed at my nose and said, "This is the place to study, not your courtyard. It's just you, who are you looking at? "The exams are always filled with students, they're always noisy like sparrows every day."

I exploded in anger. "Lin Duan, you, you …"

"If you pass, I'll walk around the field. If you don't pass and you take the opportunity to take a break from school, don't drag down my total marks. "

"Alright." What I can't stand is provocation.

I knew that Lin Duan was being ruthless. Every day, she would shamelessly sweep the floor, and every day, she would bite her teeth until they chattered. What kind of one-on-one improvement method is Ms Fang up to? She doesn't dare to use her staff education method against us little tyrants. All she can do is turn a blind eye to it, and turn a blind eye to it.

How good was Lin Duan's learning? When he first arrived, he immediately killed off our class's studying committee member. Ms Fang had Lin Duan come over and pressure me, pointing out me and Lin Duan as the two of them. The highest and lowest group... So on and so forth, if any group had the lowest average score, sweep the floor until the next test showed the lowest score.

I'm used to being an overlord. I don't want my classmates throwing around. Someone is helping me clean the blackboard.

Lin Duan, this outstanding student, must have tolerated me for letting me drag myself into such a mess every day.

I also had a sense of pride, Lin Duan and fight, I began in seclusion, buried in the pile of books, more and more felt that I was a bit of a panic, then my mother to me home tutoring.

Once again, I was so nervous that my palms were sweating. I had never done it so seriously before. If I were to take a break from school, that would be my greatest humiliation.

However, the test paper was still out, and it was still red at 57 points.