Class teacher Li teacher holding pile of data, dressed in a black suit, bearing Ang Xuan standing on the podium. . Zhe Yan blue white purple cheeks burst blue burst, and my heart like a piece of burning flames, suffocating feeling. Zhang Min Feng leaving mysterious and heavy steps to the podium,
ugg greece, with a very fluent in English up self-introduction: ha, please take care.. ) Plus 90-degree bow smile, seemed nothing wrong, he has not handed two years ago, the kind of gentle silence, that only he and a tacit agreement between Yan Lan, perhaps, even the memories have been his ruthless ruthless discarded. If I come just to increase your trouble, then you will be smiling, lost in memories of the pain you and I streets, accidentally, numerous signs that broke my heart. Yan Lan courage to look at the podium, my heart waves of ripples slowly into the choppy seas. We have to be calm when the teacher Yan blue paper to close up, because each swallow blue paper, is perfect impeccable, quietly Feelings. When the teacher opened the first page of the paper, the rapid decline in his face, My thesis is clearly not this ah? This is only a small new picture it? ! ! ! Students laugh, which makes it awkward Yan Lan, teachers bristle patted the table, Min-Feng Zhang Yan Lan looked helpless, the heart is like needle in general, the original, or 不忍心伤害 her. Yan Lan lying on the table, tears streaming down, two years after the encounter did not think he was so embarrassed, as if everything is predestined good, how are immune. Zhang Min-Hong Zhang Min Feng went to his brother's seat, and still pinch his brother's cheek, ; continued vaguely, between us, can continue to run? Perhaps the Piaoxu with rain, I will not accidentally red eyes. To be continued pen: Xu Xiaomei, 1819669516 (Editor: Juelian Red)