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disappearing word

Some things disappear, just disappear in front of your eyes, but some people will deliberately cherish them, and one day they will tell you.So you don't have to be afraid, so you don't have to panic, so cherish those people, because they all love you. --Inscription.

The tossing and turning has been entangled in the boy's heart, his eyes are wet, but it is strange that he does not feel sad, he will suddenly think of the girl, although it is not the first time, but this time he does not know Why does he miss the girl's smile so much, he misses the girl lying on the piano and listening to him playing his favorite song repeatedly, he misses the girl making him nervous with longing eyes, he misses what the girl did for him everything.

How much he wanted to sing Lin Junjie's "Little Dimples" to the girl, and tell the girl that the little dimples and long eyelashes are his nostalgia.

But he can't make such a big show, he wants to cook his thoughts into a bowl of porridge, without all kinds of bitterness, hotness, sourness and sweetness, so that the girl will like him more without knowing it.

Every time he thinks this way, he can't help laughing, maybe the tears are also the happiness that arises spontaneously.

He went to An Xiaomu's photo album to look at it, but was very disappointed. The locked photos were still locked.

In fact, it was really like knowing the secrets of those locked photos. He turned off his phone, got his head under the bed, and covered himself airtightly. The early autumn has passed, and the night is quite cold.

As soon as An Xiaomu got home, she hurried to look at the clothes drying on the balcony. She touched the corners of the clothes and found that they were almost done, so she took the clothes home angrily.

Girls in adolescence are like this, they don't know whose way they are because of their neurotic appearance.

Although An Xiaomu knew that she hadn't known how many times such a little sesame thing happened and she was ecstatic.

She glanced at the locked photos again. On that photo was a blackboard with crooked chalk writing on it.It was colorful. I remember that a long time ago, An Xiaomu gasped when he saw that majestic scene.

As for why the breath is cold, of course it is because the content is different, but the object is the same.This kind of thing would be embarrassing if the person involved was present, so An Xiaomu simply didn't do anything and just wiped away those magnificent love letters.

She had thought about it before, but after hesitating again and again, she took the photo. First, she took a general picture and then took pictures section by section.

But she still didn't find a chance to tell Wang Yuan that even though she had a lot of time to confess to Wang Yuan at the end of the sports meeting, her old problem happened again.

Stage fright, retreat, and all kinds of negative emotions made her a little embarrassed. After all, their relationship was a bit strange, familiar, but also terribly strange, like the relationship between two eyes.

Wang Yuan also had doubts. He remembered the last time and the last time the school started. The handwriting on the blackboard made him blush and heartbeat.

But since An Xiaomu appeared, he rarely saw those flamboyant words. Could it be that An Xiaomu is the nemesis of bastards?

He was startled by the sudden thought. Although the disappearing words on the blackboard made him feel lost, he was quickly covered by other things similar to work.