Seeing a girl, mistaken for life + extra side

This is how the new semester begins.

The sweetness of the whole summer also began to age continuously, becoming more fragrant and fragrant.

At the end of September, several important events happened in the school.

Provincial leaders have to come down to inspect the progress of the study, which makes the whole campus panic. When get out of class is over, everyone always sits in the classroom and studies hard, for fear that they will be drawn and they will not know anything.Even the noisy students sat in the classroom one by one as if their hair had been smoothed out.

A lot of people left the class after the division of subjects in the second year of high school, and a lot of new faces were added at the same time, but I was not very interested. coming.And sitting right behind me.

Recently, the school was often reported by bored people that XX and XX had a puppy love in the class, which caused the teacher to catch them very severely.

I am doing "puppy love" now, and I feel a little exciting for no reason.At this age, every throbbing heart is constantly approaching, rubbing against each other to produce a chemical reaction, and as always, I live a shameless life with my senior sister. For example, I often push my senior sister to the school after class. Kissing in the dead corner of the stair surveillance, or flirting under the eyelids of the competition teacher every weekend, or doing small movements while studying in the library outside the school, and the senior sister always cooperates without saying a word I.

Daily life is to buy milk tea for senior sister at noon, hold senior sister's hand and walk around the school, sneak to the office to pretend to ask the teacher a question, then take a big turn and run to the senior three teaching building, and give senior sister some small piecemeal.Senior sister has a little habit of putting her hand in my pocket, so I developed the habit of putting candy in my pocket to ensure that senior sister can touch the candy every time she reaches in.

During the seven-day National Day holiday on October [-]st, senior high school students were ruthlessly deprived a lot. I waited downstairs every day, sometimes sitting in the foreign language corner and looking at the teaching building of senior high school, or with some teachers. Sweating wantonly on the basketball court, from the very beginning with some blunt technical posture, I played well. The physical education teacher even wanted to pull me into the school's basketball team. My sister told me that she thought the girls playing basketball were pretty handsome, so I joined the school team.

Some are eager to prove myself, and this force makes me progress rapidly.Gradually, I can make fixed-point shots and at least eight goals can be scored. Sometimes my senior sister likes to sit next to the court with a book after dinner with me, and then look at me. I turn my head and look at senior sister. He always smiles at me with a sense of perception.

My originally white and tender palms began to wear a thin layer of calluses. Sometimes when the senior sister is pulling me, she will always touch them unconsciously. The beads rolled down, and told me distressedly that I should stop practicing.I'm a good boy, I quit the basketball team, but I still haven't given up playing basketball. The boys in the science class always like basketball and so on, so I hang out with them and play.

One Friday night, I had just finished a friendly match with my classmates, and I was sitting next to my senior sister feeling a little tired.

Senior sister stared at me and suddenly smiled.

"What's wrong?" I was a little confused.

Although I also feel that my current image is not very good-looking, my fragmented hair is wet with sweat, and I pulled all my hair back.

The senior sister stretched out her hand, didn't dislike the sweat all over my body, touched my head, and said, "I suddenly want to see how you look with long hair."

I froze for a while. "If you want to see it, I will stay after my third year of high school. I don't think it's easy to take care of my long hair in high school."

The senior sister was a little surprised: "Are you willing to keep it? I thought you didn't like long hair."

I leaned closer to the senior sister's ear: "As long as you think, I will do it if I can." Then I bit the senior sister's ear lightly.I turned my head and looked at those people who were still exercising on the field, propping their hands behind their backs. The cool wind blew messed up my hair, I squinted my eyes, and stood up with my buttocks in rows.Then half bent down and pulled up the senior sister.

I took my senior sister's hand and walked slowly towards the teaching building. I watched the senior sister step up the steps again, turned around and left a kiss on the corner of my lips.Put a bottle of Coke in my arms, and then ran away.

When I went back to the classroom, I lay down on the table, staring at the bottle of Coke on the table in a daze. The body of the bottle, illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, was crystal clear like amber. I unconsciously thought of the eyes of my senior sister. When looking at me, there is always a tired tenderness.

His eyes became softer unconsciously.Cheng Yan poked my back with a pen, and I was a little annoyed because he interrupted my train of thought, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?" Cheng Yan might have been frightened by me, he lowered his head a little aggrieved Looking at me eagerly: "Can I borrow your math test paper?" I impatiently took out the paper from the drawer and handed it to him without looking back.

This may be a more sensitive boy?When I handed it to him, I said sorry in a low voice, Ling Jing turned her head and looked at him, "It's okay, leave her alone, she's thinking about something now, and she's a little irritable." I patted her thigh angrily, saying yes Then he said "It's okay." Then he turned back.