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On the verge of life, who is the first person you see?
Ye Rongtian's eyes are always reflected by Xu Wenbiao in the dense fog.
Meiyu season is always cold and sticky, like a vicious snake, slowly climbing up people's necks. The rain is not smooth enough, and it will continue to form a line. Ye Rongtian bored lying on the railing, looking at this strange school: after his last month in Ren Huang, his next middle school life will begin here.
Someone is running on the playground downstairs, and only a tall, thin and white silhouette can be seen through the rain curtain. Obviously, I feel weak, but I just stand tall and straight like kapok. It's getting dark, thunder is brewing in the clouds in the distance, and he is gradually left alone on the empty runway.
The little boy with big eyes and plain expression leaned out half of his body anxiously and cried, "Ah Biao! Biao, you're back! It's going to rain heavily! " The boy turned his head and smiled and helped him, but he didn't slow down at his feet.
People around you started laughing: "Come on, Ma Zhiqiang, who cares? It's not your first day to know him. The principle guy is coming ~ "The ending has some deliberate rise, and his eyes are shining with sarcasm in the dark.
Ma Zhiqiang was so anxious that he stamped his feet, took a coat and rushed downstairs. The crowd laughed again, and a flash of lightning flashed, pressing. ...