The Source of TFboys Mu Immortal

The blackboard is reflected by the sunlight. At this time, there are no original graffiti on the blackboard, but homework instead, and now it is evening self-study.An Xiaomu misses her life in the second year of junior high school very much. Of course, now she has got her wish and repeats the grade, so she has become an older repeater in the class. Although this is the case, An Xiaomu still enjoys it. Even if she was distracted in math class and was called by the teacher An Xiaomu still liked it here.She likes her position, because at a 45° angle is her male god.

Wang Yuan was doing English homework, his handwriting was beautiful, An Xiaomu silently sighed in his heart, even if he married a male god, he would die without regret.That kind of standard font is really never tired of reading. Looking at An Xiaomu, I sighed at the perfection of the male god.

Tuesday passed like this for a long time, without sweet words, without ups and downs, just a quiet and beautiful day.An Xiaomu managed to keep her image because there was no gym class on Tuesday.

An Xiaomu's grades were pretty good in the second year of junior high, so she wasn't worried about any dark history at all.But in the third year of junior high school, it was a different situation. In short, if you talk too much, you will cry.The past is unbearable, so she should mourn in silence for her youth that will eventually pass away.

In this reinforced concrete, known as the dream of the mountain city, it was not easy for An Xiaomu to meet, and she wanted to cherish what she had never cherished before.She doesn't want to miss it again.

"An Xiaomu, why are you crazy?" En Xiaoyu stood at the school gate, her black hat with EXO written on it was very conspicuous.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you here?" An Xiaomu was surprised when En Xiaoyu came to pick her up.

En Xiaoyu said that she didn't have the energy to explain: "I'm here to pick you up, I'm afraid you'll get lost again."

"Auntie, roast sausage." A fat voice was full of milk.

An Xiaomu was immediately happy: "Daughter-in-law, why did you bring him too!"

Wang Yuan saw An Xiaomu and her friends and walked away. This fool would not suddenly poke in when others were talking. He never disturbed anyone. He shows up when others need him, and leaves when he doesn't care about him.An Xiaomu noticed Wang Yuan, but she didn't stop Wang Yuan, she was afraid of embarrassment.

"Auntie, do you want grilled sausage?" The bean sprouts were really persistent.He held up the test box and pestered An Xiaomu as always, his behavior was a bit funny.

An Xiaomu came back to her senses, she thought of Wang Yuan: "Yes." Why not, of course I want to be happy for my son.

En Xiaoyu didn't bother to challenge these two neurotics: "What are we going to eat tonight?" She was calculating carefully, as if she was afraid of losing money.

"Baked sausage." Bean Sprouts snorted, and An Xiaomu already had a hunch that he couldn't live to be 18.What a blatant provocation.

"Roast chicken." An Xiaomu was really going to be willful, since he met bean sprouts, he has become much emaciated.The black hair was also a little bit overwhelmed. (As if the bean sprouts were her son.)

En Xiaoyu was puzzled, how could she, who has always been stingy, be willing to spend a lot of money to eat roast chicken, it must be tricky.

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