Pure Love Guide ABO

I'm not right.

The body seems to have a reaction that it has never had before.This feeling was quite scary, so I grabbed Wei Qin's hand.

Wei Qin let me hold it, and gave a low laugh.

"What's the big deal? How do you know what it feels like if you don't try it?"

After speaking, he suddenly moved closer, almost sticking to me, "Don't tell me...you haven't been tough yet, have you?"

He was saying something inexplicable again.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked him, frowning.

"Do you want me to teach you?" Wei Qin asked instead.He talked in my ear, and the hot breath he exhaled hit my ear, tickling, "It's fun."

I tried hard to push him away.Isn't it uncomfortable to stick like this? !The neckline of my school uniform coat wiped my face.

As a result, Wei Qin seemed determined not to let go of me this time, and even raised one leg and put it between my feet.

I started to get a little irritable.

As soon as I put my elbows against his chest, I suddenly felt something pressed against my waist through the school uniform.

"Your phone hit me." I said with a straight face.

As soon as these words came out, Wei Qin suddenly let me go.He glanced down at himself, then stepped back abruptly.

I was stunned by his sudden reaction and didn't understand what he was going to do.

As a result, the bases of his ears began to turn blood red visibly, and then he turned around, scratching his neck non-stop, and spoke in a nonchalant voice.

"Ah? Ah, sorry..."

After saying this, he suddenly strode towards the door of the library.

"I'm sorry Song Chi, I just remembered, uh, there's something urgent..."

As he said that, he hit the door frame with a "boom".

It is no exaggeration to say that the sound made me shrink my neck.

But he continued to run like a normal person, running like a runaway dog.

I don't know exactly what happened, but I'm glad to see him stop bothering me.

Shaking my head, I thought it was enough, so I left the library and ran back to the dormitory to talk to my grandfather on the phone.

In my impression, grandpa has never been away for such a long time.

I asked him what was the matter at the beginning, and he only said that the grave was being relocated in his hometown.

Now I go to the dormitory manager to call my grandpa every one or two days, and I always feel that my grandpa seems to have no energy.

"Little late."

Holding the phone, I heard my grandpa coughing on the other end of the phone.

"How's your study going?"

Glancing at the dorm aunt who was sitting on a swivel chair by the door eating melon seeds while watching TV, I picked up the old newspaper on the table with a guilty conscience, and said vaguely that it was okay.

"You study hard, and when you take the high school entrance examination, grandpa will definitely come back to see you."

Grandpa's words made me feel a little guilty.Looking at my paper with red crosses all over my face again, I have to tell myself that in the next three months, I will work hard.

Fortunately, this time the biggest obstacle disappeared a lot.

Wei Qin didn't know why, but the frequency of appearing in front of me became less frequent, and every time he appeared, he was a little secretive, stuttering when he spoke, and he didn't know what he was up to.

But I chose to ignore this, and tried my best to solve the questions with the wrong questions.

So, the mid-term came in a blink of an eye.My club activities have been completely suspended, and my daily life consists of doing quizzes, running 800 meters, and calling my grandpa.

The senior high school entrance examination is imminent.

So the once-a-month test has become the direction of my efforts.In the process of repeatedly brushing the questions, both mathematics and English have improved significantly, but Chinese is the only thing that makes me read the paper and want to call for help.

No, looking at the composition topic of the Chinese paper in front of me, I started to have difficulties again.

Proposition composition, "My Idol".

Where did I get my idol?I am not chasing stars.All my knowledge of celebrities comes from Tang Jiajia.For example, during this period of time, she has a favorite idol who is an Omega man, and she likes him so much that the walls are covered with posters of him.

I can only read the stem of the question repeatedly.

Imagining him learning and taking him as a role model... I slapped my forehead and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

A name popped into my head.

blue night.

I grabbed the gel pen, and the blurry photos and his romantic poems had already appeared in my mind.

Is this person powerful?I feel great.

And it's very mysterious, most people definitely don't know him.

Then if I write about him, I will be forced to Graham.

Thinking of this, my blood boiled all of a sudden, and I felt as if I had touched a Pandora's box that I could not find in the ocean of knowledge for a long time, and I couldn't wait to smash it open and stomp it again.

Originally, there was only half an hour left, so I quickly grabbed the answer sheet and started writing regardless of 21.

In fact, I don't have any ideas, but I firmly remember that the composition must be written in "total, points, and total" in order to score.

So I started directly with a simple and unpretentious question and wrote:

I have a very unusual idol.He is a romantic genius poet - Qing Ye.

The word genius was added on my own initiative.I think it's more gimmicky.No one knew him anyway.

I continue to write.

Although I have never met this poet, I know him through his works. Every time I read his articles, I feel like I am having a long conversation with him.

I have seen similar sentence patterns in composition reference books, if not one thousand, there are eight hundred, and they are easily used.

Then I continued to edit eloquently. I said that I saw his works on the Internet by chance once in a while. I was deeply moved and moved. I couldn’t help but shed tears while reading. Am I worthy of the verses I see?

By the end of the writing, I almost believed it myself.

Seeing that there are still a few lines of blanks, I think I should ask some questions.

I wanted to write a few words according to the script, I will learn from him, he will always be my idol, etc., but when I wrote it, I suddenly sneezed because of an itchy nose.

Then I thought of the dandelion he mentioned.

So I naturally intend to mention this sentence means that I have really read his book.

"He said that love is like a soft dandelion, and he is like a dandelion to me. Every time I think of him, my heart is soft. This is my idol, the poet Qing Ye."

The moment I put pen to paper, I felt more relaxed than ever.I looked at the whole article, leaving aside the words that I crossed out because of typos, this is simply the smoothest composition I have ever written since I was studying.

Looking at it, I feel that the score this time can not only pass, but even break the record.

After the closing bell rang, I sighed contentedly and firmly believed that this article would become a new starting point in my composition career.

I have already imagined Teacher Jiang's amazing expression when he corrected my composition, and I am ready to accept his name and praise in front of the whole class.