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The last feeling draws an end to the remaining midsummer.

From the hazy first love to the nostalgia and dependence that is longing for day and night, the feeling is as beautiful as the sparks between the sugar in the mouth and the taste buds. Naturally, she understands all of them, but the clearer the relationship, the more she loves it. Get scared.

Every step she took that night was her thoughtful footprint. Looking at the soft and beautiful back under the light, it was like a flower sprouting in the corner of the wall. It was really intoxicating. The girl felt that as the years passed, the On the contrary, the wall is getting higher and higher, so that the flower vines shrink back and dare not climb higher.

That feeling is suffocating and desperate, dear boy, do you feel fatal like a girl.

In the remaining midsummer, a sense of urgency overwhelmed the girl, making the girl anxious. At that time, a message came from her mobile phone to her heart, instilling in every nerve and bone.

A few familiar photos mixed with unfamiliarity, it was Wang Yuan's class, and on the blackboard were fans' words of love, some were neat and uniform, some were crooked, and some were scribbled so that people were insane. The imprint left by the person who loved him, this kind of thing happened before, and the girl learned from his classmates that although the boy was not repulsive on the surface, she was very embarrassed in her heart. Although it was true that she was happy, it made everyone around The man chewed the back of his tongue.She also remembers an episode where the teenager said that he cared to death about things like rumored close gossip girlfriends.

As a result, those feelings that were defined as ambiguous were entwined around her.

She knew that no one could make those concerns disappear, and she knew that if this continued, the boy would leave her sooner or later.

It seems that the remaining midsummer temperature can still make youth lose focus, and it seems that the remaining time can still continue many stories, but I'm afraid she can't wait.When two people are used to each other, they will feel sweet. Once the habit is broken, the emptiness will penetrate into her fear. In that way, even if she gets an answer, she will feel pain when the curtain ends.

It seems that if you don't confirm the boy's appearance, the nostalgia engraved in your heart will gradually fade away with the passage of time, and you never know his face from the beginning to the end.

It seems that if you don't choose emotional countermeasures, the erosion of time will turn the original brand-new film into a portrait, which makes people feel that time is fast and ruthless.

"You know? It's not easy to love you, and it takes a lot of courage." She knew that the same song that the boy went to different places was playing back and forth in her heart, and the emotions in her heart were slowly condensing, turning into a question, whether, I What about your feelings too?

The wandering sight is aimless, and the chaotic thoughts follow one after another without end.

"An Xiaomu, let's go." At that time, a slender palm would always hold her hand gently, making her defenseless, and silently conveying the remaining warmth of the palm to her.

Honey, how many people in this world force themselves to grow up for you?I don't know, maybe I'm just one of them.Or maybe, I don't want to be one of them yet, dear boy, even though the years have changed our bodies, I still know our original intentions. ——An Xiaomu.

Although the evasive psychology gently surfaced her feelings, the girl knew that time had not allowed her to confess everything.

Chapter83r The dumplings you make are so ugly [late summer]

The dumplings you made are ugly

The girl's gaze stayed on the boy's back, and all kinds of feelings overflowed her heart, which gradually increased its own luster over the years, densely covering all the complexity.

All the people probed each other with the deepest eyes, or showed expressions of relationship, or expressions of embarrassment.No one can break the final silence.

An Xiaomu remembered the future and composure after that bright red appeared, and she remembered the introduction that made her feel plain but enthusiastic.

"My name is Yi Muxu, and I often hear Wang Yuan talking about you when I'm filming." Her deep pupils mysteriously bound An Xiaomu's thoughts. Who would know the authenticity of the tone of a popular film and television actor.

But through the colorless air, that kind of sincerity soon loomed on the face of the girl in the red skirt.

Looking at the gap formed by the shadows of the group of people in front of her, she felt a huge gap.

Will there be no chance to communicate with equal worth in the future?

So with confusion, her body gradually withered.The direction became strange in her consciousness, like that circle of fish and dragons.

She also seemed to have forgotten how much condolence she had used to restore a little consciousness to support her back home.

"Why are the dumplings you made so flat? They're so ugly!" Never thought that her mother would expose her faults in person, something seemed to pop up in An Xiaomu's mind, and she could vaguely see that it was a woman who cry.Her heart twitched involuntarily, and the conclusion in her heart came to a conclusion. Perhaps such a mother was much happier than then.

"Yeah, look at the alfalfa wraps, they look really good." Wang Yuan also expressed his deepest complaints, thinking that although he could eat what he had, since An Xiaomu's mother is like this, he also It should be expressed.

An Xiaomu glanced at the dumplings made in Yi Muxu's hands. Although she said they were really pretty, her own were not bad either!

"I'm just a little deflated and a little tall. You see, my dumplings are straight, and hers are curved..." I haven't finished the analysis, but it feels a little subtle. It seems a bit weird to describe the dumplings with curved and straight. Inappropriate, even a little evil, and then An Xiaomu felt that it was simple.

What she never thought was that Yi Muxuan would help her. At that time, An Xiaomu's heart was settled.

"Dumplings also have gender, right, Qian Xi." Yi Muxu cast a suggestive look at Qian Xi, and her heart was sweating.

Qian Xi was a little surprised to be 'named' on the spot, after all, it had nothing to do with him.

But out of friendship, he still helped An Xiaomu: "That's right, Alfalfa wrapped girl paper, and An Xiaomu wrapped blue boy paper."

An Xiaomu was messed up in the wind, what was going on, it was really beating around the bush and calling her ugly dumplings.

"That's right, Monkey's Rilakkumas are all blue boy paper." Wang Yuan noticed that his position had changed instantly, and he also spoke for An Xiaomu, "Besides, the boy paper is very representative, okay! I want to eat that kind of characteristic food."

An Xiaomu's eyes widened, she looked at her dumplings in disbelief, thinking to herself, is it really such a failure?But her mouth still likes to let the person who poured cold water on her taste the scalding when the cold water boiled: "I'll give you all to eat!"

The moon is still shining on the ridge of the roof, but the house is more warm than before.