you are already mine

"I'm going on strike!!!" Lin Zimo sat on his seat and shouted to the sky, "This is not how people live!"

On the first day of school, Lin Zimo was a little excited at first, after all, she would be relieved after this period of school, but at noon, she felt that she was so anticipating in the morning that she had a fish in her head, and the teachers seemed to have made an appointment to start Extend the class time and leave homework that can never be finished, no matter what time they spend writing.

"Hurry up," Zuo Yu replied to Lin Zimo who was still slumped on the chair while writing, "Old Li will be speaking this set of papers in the afternoon."

"That's right, didn't he have a problem with you?" I don't know what method Lin Yikong used to persuade Lao Li, and even changed her seat for the first time, while the girl who was sitting in the back seat of Lin Zimo could only sit. to the corner.

If one word is used to describe Lin Zimo's current feeling, "despair" is really suitable. Before she had time to be full of hope, she was in despair, "Let him kill me..."

"Quick—write—" Lin Yikong is getting more and more developed and Lin Zimo can't talk well, so she will definitely not listen.

Hearing a voice mixed with anger from behind, Lin Zimo quickly picked up a pen and continued writing, "Come on, Pippi Shrimp, let's build socialism with Chinese characteristics together! Hold high the banner of socialism!"

This sentence reconciled the atmosphere of the whole class. Everyone laughed and was liberated from the depression all morning. After writing for a long time, they put down their pens and looked out the window. Just like last year, the difference is that there are still more than 100 days before these people will say goodbye to each other and go their separate ways.

Lin Zimo was sleepy again while writing the paper, and told Zuo Mi to wake her up in 10 minutes. If she knew what would happen in these 10 minutes, she wouldn't sleep if she was killed.

There was a pair of eyes peeping outside the classroom door. Seeing that Lin Zimo had fallen asleep, he dared to come in. Maybe he was too nervous. When he walked over, he tripped over the podium and attracted the attention of the whole class.

"Who is this?"

"Are you stupid? This is the class next door!"

"I'm so handsome!"

"What is he doing here?"

In an instant, the class was filled with whispers, this class teacher didn't seem to care, probably because he was used to the feeling of being talked about, he blushed and handed a letter to Lin Yikong under the watchful eyes of Zuo Yu Li, and then immediately turned around, just when Zuo Yu thought he was about to leave, his next move stunned the entire class.

He took out another letter from nowhere, stuffed it under Lin Zimo's arm, glanced at Lin Yikong shyly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, wait!" Zuo Yu hates this kind of person who casts a wide net to catch big fish, and send a love letter with double copies?

"What... what's wrong?" The shy Bancao was taken aback by Zuo Yu's shout.

"I said buddy, you are too boring, don't you send love letters and send them together?" Zuo Yu sarcastically said.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood," the boy quickly waved his hand, and after finally calming down, he was excited because of being misunderstood, but he still lowered his voice and pointed to the envelope under Lin Zimo's arm, "This is my sister of."

Lin Yikong reacted relatively quickly, grabbing the boy's clothes with one hand, at this time the class has already started to shout "Together!" "Together!"

I have to say that even though he is a class grass, he blushes more frequently than girls. Being held back by Lin Yikong like this, he quickly turned around like a rabbit, his gaze was like a torch.

"Don't look at me like that..." Lin Yikong felt a little uncomfortable being watched, she pinched a corner of the envelope, "I can't accept this."

"You can think about it slowly!" The boy was a little anxious, and unconsciously increased his voice, and found that he disturbed the students around him, he lowered his head angrily, and stretched out his hand to push Lin Yikong's hand back.

"No, I won't promise you," Lin Yikong shoved the envelope into the boy's hand, and then glanced at the eye-catching envelope on Lin Zimo's desk, "However, hers, when she wakes up She decides for herself."

"...Then I'll go first, but..."

"There's nothing wrong with it my brother," Zuo Yu hurriedly answered, this was too shameless, "Where is there no grass in the end of the world, why bother to fall in love with our empty flower alone, I guess you must still have a lot of homework To write, study first!"

Although the boy still didn't give up, he still left out of face. Before going out, he didn't forget to give Lin Yikong a look back. She was so disgusted that she hurriedly wrote a few questions to suppress her shock.

After this turmoil is over, everyone should do what they should do. After all, the time in the third year of high school is more expensive than gold. Zuo Yu always feels that she has forgotten something, but she just can’t remember it, until she looked up at her watch, and then looked at it again. Glancing at the Zhengxiang person who was sleeping next to him, he suddenly remembered that it had been half an hour, and now waking up Lin Zimo, he must be finished.

"Wake up..." Zuo Yu shook Lin Zimo, "It's time..."

Lin Zimo, who was still in a daze, glanced at his watch habitually, and suddenly became sober, "I'll go! The agreed 10 minutes!"

"Accidents, it's all accidents..." Zuo Yu looked at Lin Zimo's stunned face, and quickly changed the subject, "That's not the point, the point is that you are very prosperous. Congratulations, your second room is online!"

Just after saying this, Zuo Mi felt a chill down her back, and turned her head to meet Shang Lin Yikong's sad and threatening eyes, which made her turn her head back quickly in fright, and smiled awkwardly.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Lin Zimo naturally felt the gaze behind him, and tried his best to pretend not to see it. Why did he even have a second room when he woke up, "What second room..."

"Look for yourself," Zuo Yu pointed to the letter on the corner of Lin Zimo's desk.

"..." Lin Zimo glanced back at Lin Yikong, and finally understood where her resentment came from, "You didn't stop it for me?"

"They gave it to you, how can I block it for you," Lin Yikong pretended to be calm, on the surface he was just like ordinary friends joking with each other, "What if there is hope, right~"

"No, no, no!" Lin Zimo shook his head quickly.

Lin Yikong looked at Lin Zimo who was shaking his head violently, and leaned closer to her ear, "Write the paper well, we'll talk about it when we get home."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Zimo swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It seems that the first day of school was unfavorable. It must be a difficult night. For some reason, she received a love letter and was still judged. She died unjustly!

Lin Zimo was absent-minded all afternoon. Although she would not agree to the person who sent her a love letter, curiosity is not something she can suppress if she wants to. She has been rubbing her hands in the bookcase and writing rough texture. The lowercase letters on the envelope are as delicate as Juan.

Lin Yikong had a panoramic view of all Lin Zimo's movements, and the vinegar jar was turned over. She finished her homework quickly during her self-study last night, and kept her eyes fixed on Lin Zimo's back for the rest of the time, as if she could see through it. Lin Zimo seemed to see the love letter lying in the bookcase.

When school was over, a few of them still walked together. Chen Jin and Xu Bin also heard about this incident, and they had already left.

This made Zuo Yu worry so much, the whole way, she could even feel Lin Yikong's resentment passed to Lin Zimo through herself, when she saw her home from a distance, she ran away.

"I'm home! Bye!"

……

……

"I……"

"Let's talk at home."

Lin Zimo felt so uneasy, and wanted to figure out Lin Yikong's mood, but now her family Kongkong didn't have any expression on his face.

The weather is still very cold now, but Lin Zimo took advantage of Lin Yikong's inattention in the morning and secretly changed the cotton trousers that Lin Yikong gave her. Thinking of this, Lin Zimo's half-cold heart went cold, it's over , To add insult to injury, to add to the crime, she will probably be scolded to death.

As soon as she got home, Lin Zimo rushed into the room, trying to put on the cotton trousers she had stuffed in the closet before Lin Yikong came in, but sometimes the more anxious you are, the less able you are to live, the most embarrassing thing in the world The thing is that your lover with a dark face, holding a love letter written by someone else, pushes the door in, while you are holding a pair of cotton trousers with the trouser legs stuck in the closet.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yikong glanced at the pants in Lin Zimo's hand, and immediately understood what was going on.

"...I recently learned a new dessert, I'll try to make it for you..." Lin Zimo tucked the pants back in embarrassment, and walked out pretending to be calm, but he was caught by Lin Yikong. Touched her leg.

"It seems that you don't like me caring about you?" Lin Yikong's voice became cold again.

"How can I... I will definitely wear it tomorrow!" Lin Zimo took advantage of the situation and hugged Lin Yikong from behind, "I was wrong, please forgive me this time, I will be happy only if you control me for the rest of my life."

"Cut," Lin Yikong turned his head away awkwardly, "I know what to say."

"I can still do it~" Lin Zimo said and pinched Lin Yikong's ass.

"Get out!" Lin Yikong still has traces left on his body a few days ago, why is this Lin Zimo in heat everywhere!

"……Understood"

"Come back!" Suddenly remembering that the most important thing had not been done, Lin Yikong hurriedly called to stop the person who had already touched the doorknob.

"What...what's the matter..."

"Just stand there," Lin Yikong stuffed the letter into Lin Zimo's hand, "Didn't you always want to read it, open it."

Looking at Lin Zimo who was stunned in place, Lin Yikong lay leisurely on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, "Hurry up, we have another project."

"Oh..." Lin Zimo opened the envelope that he had been curious about for a long time. Sure enough, the handwriting inside and the small letters on the envelope were made by one person, "Open it, and then..."

"Now, this classmate, please read aloud the contents of the love letter in your hand with great emotion." Lin Yikong looked at the person in front of him with a hint of playfulness, feeling so refreshed in his heart, and finally reported that he was raped the night before yesterday. The hatred of the gods, hahahaha!

Although the smile blossomed in his heart, Lin Yikong's face was still calm, but Lin Zimo's face was cloudy and uncertain, looking at the person lying on the bed in embarrassment.