I don't want that kind of person to hurt you behind your back! Don't let such a person spread your rumors.

You are so good, I don't want others to misunderstand you, and I don't want others to point fingers at you! I don't want it! I don't want all of them!

As long as you think that you will be pointed out and that person will spread your rumors even more, your heart will be heavy, and every breath will be hard! It feels terrible!

Why hope for time? If time can solve everything, what should the law do? Anyway, people will die. What's the meaning of criminal law?

I know that people like that will never surpass your achievements, but then? Then they can continue to live their own lives, and you will be criticized? For what?

What can be ignored, can not care, is a lie? How can I not care? As long as it's people, they will be sad and wronged! ]

pour hot water from the head.

Shen Xiangyang closed his eyes and heard the clattering sound of water. He could not help thinking about the words that Gao Feifei said when he stopped him.

[Ming Ming cares about it, doesn't he Gao Feifei's eyes filled with tears: "it's clearly someone else's fault, why do you pretend not to care? Is that the wrong result? Unwilling to I don't like it! ]

open your eyes, Shen Xiangyang wipes the water on his face with his hands, and sticks the hot palm to his chest.

I'm grateful to the people around me for their kindness. I don't want to cause trouble to your aunt and father.

She tried to learn to ignore.

But don't know, originally someone cares for oneself, is not willing for oneself.

This kind of feeling, although cannot say, but Shen Xiangyang knows own heart is warm.

And today's war conference, that's not bad.

"Hoo..." Take a deep breath, Shen Xiangyang will turn off the hot water, take a bath towel around his waist and walk out of the bathroom, wipe his hair with a towel.

Dry your hair with a hair dryer.

"What a trouble..." Looking at himself in the mirror, Shen Xiangyang muttered: "if you cut your hair short, it will be a lot easier."

"At least it won't be so much trouble washing your hair." After blowing the hair dry thoroughly, Shen Xiangyang combed the long hair with a wood comb. After changing her pajamas, she opened her chair and sat at her desk. She opened her bag and took out the books inside. She was turning them over. Shen Xiangyang suddenly remembered that no one had scribbled on her books recently. Those cursed notes had not been seen for a long time.

"Eh?" Turning the page, Shen Xiangyang held his chin with one hand: "I thought the game was too boring, so I gave up..."

Think of the rumor again, Shen Xiangyang eyes slightly heavy.

Still, I found a new game

The image of Yu Jiajia appeared in Shen Xiangyang's mind, and what she said today also went through Shen Xiangyang's mind.

"It seems What's strange... "

Shen Xiangyang felt something was wrong, but she couldn't say what she was forced to say for a while.

In this way, Shen Xiangyang shook his head slightly: "it's better to help Gao Feifei organize an English note first."

Murmuring, Shen Xiangyang opens a brand new notebook and writes carefully.

After about half an hour, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in, please." Shen Xiangyang should put the pen down.

When the door was opened, Ilan you came in through the door: "busy?"

"I'm not busy. I'm just taking notes." Shen Xiangyang looked at yilanyou and said with a smile.

"You? Take notes? " There was a flash of consternation in ilanyou's brow: "ah, it's really a strange thing."

Walking to the table, I took a look at the notes written by Shen Xiangyang and thought it was even more strange: "they are all basic sentence patterns."

His eyes moved from his notes to Shen Xiangyang's face. Yilanyou's mouth slightly raised and asked, "it's written for others."

"Well." Shen Xiangyang nodded, with a shy smile on the corner of his mouth: "I've been helping people make up lessons recently."

"The girl with white teeth?" Yilanyou remembers Shen Xiangyang mentioning such a girl to herself.

"Well." Shen Xiangyang nodded.

"She has a poor record?" Asked ilanyou.

"Fortunately, she is very smart, but her foundation is relatively weak." Said Shen Xiangyang.

"Not bad." Yilanyou smiled and asked, "Xiangyang, do you like her?"

“……” Shen Xiangyang was stunned. She couldn't answer some of the questions.

"I didn't stop you from falling in love, just..." Elan Youdun looked at Shen Xiangyang and said, "after graduating from junior high school, aren't you going to die?"? Then she It will be very sad... "

“……” Shen Xiangyang's eyes moved, and a cluster of burning lights at the bottom of his eyes gradually dimmed after swaying in the wind.

Yes, Shen Xiangyang will die as soon as he graduated from junior high school.

At that time, cut off all contacts and start again in L City.

Maybe there is no chance to go back to Kyoto. Even if you can come back, it will be many years later. Then Goffie is supposed to have married a long time ago.

It's just sad that things are different from people.

And those who hold the war conference today are so kind and enthusiastic. What will they look like in the face of her death?

At the thought of them will be sad for themselves, because of their fake death and tears, and pain.

Shen Xiangyang's whole heart was pulled together.

It shouldn't be.

She knew it was not supposed to be.

"But if you really like that girl, there's no way." Yilanyou said with a smile, "if..."

"I don't like her." Shen Xiangyang was indifferent.

“……” Ilan you blinked a little.

"Don't worry about me, aunt youyou." Shen Xiangyang looked into yilanyou's eyes and smiled softly: "I just owe her the favor and want to repay it."

"Yes Is that so? " Yilanyou murmured.

"Well." Shen Xiangyang nodded: "aunt Youyou, I have a lot of notes to sort out tonight. If I'm ok..."

"You are busy." "I'm just taking a message for your master," elanyou said. "He will come back next Saturday and pick you up for the underground auction."

"Well, yes." Shen Xiangyang nodded his head: "I have written it down."

"Well." Yilanyou replied, "don't work too hard. If you are hungry, let the kitchen make you a night snack. You can tell me what you want."

"Thank you, aunt youyou." Shen Xiangyang's tone was filled with gratitude. "Nothing." Yilanyou reaches out and gently rubs Shen Xiangyang's head. Then he turns around and leaves. When he comes to the door, yilanyou stops again and calls to Shen Xiangyang: "Xiangyang."