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Chapter 215 [223] Mo Yan Extra Story
During the third year of high school, graduates are generally more nervous in their studies.Although I never worry about what university I was admitted to, but Xijing's temperament always chooses to read in some places where there are no people.

So I chose the balcony on the top floor of the school.

Due to the higher floors, almost no one would go up there.

But there was one exception. On a certain day after school, I watched a scene where my confession was rejected.

The fact is that a boy in the third year of high school confessed to a girl in the second year of high school, and I still know that boy - Li Liang, I didn't expect that he liked this type of girl.

The eyes are round, the skin is tender, and a long ponytail is tied. She is petite, and her facial features are not particularly outstanding, but it makes me feel sweet when she laughs.

It can be seen from her demeanor that the girl doesn't like Li Liang, and she even told him with a smile, "I'm sorry, brother, my mother told me to study hard, and I can't fall in love until I go to college."

Rou Rou's voice was not at all artificial, and even I, who was not far away, seemed to be able to see the sincerity on her face.

As expected, Li Liang hesitated and retreated, and said that we can still be friends.

I also understand this kind of words to those who have never been in a relationship. The chances of two people being friends are almost slim.

Afterwards, I thought it was ridiculous that I would hide in a corner and listen to people in a corner, but it is undeniable that the girl left a deep impression on me.

Especially her sweet smile.

The second time I met, it was still on the balcony on the top floor, and the wind at dusk was always warm.

But this time the people were different. From what they said, I could tell that the boy was a junior in the first year of high school, and theoretically, he should also be her junior.

I thought she would at least be more polite.But unexpectedly, she refused with the same reason, "I'm sorry, junior brother, my mother told me to study hard, and I can't fall in love until I go to university."

There is no affectation in sincerity, but the sweet smile seems to be born with him.

Same reason, same refusal, never seen again.

I didn't meet her again until a teacher in the second year of high school asked me to help substitute for a class.I also know her name - Tang Mogu.

A strange and somewhat elegant name, at least not in line with her.

I know that my appearance is quite outstanding in the eyes of girls, and my mind is also more flexible.Although that class was self-study, there were many girls who seemed to come to talk to me unintentionally, but she didn't, and kept her head down from beginning to end, not knowing what to write in the notebook.

Later, I found out that she was copying homework.

Suddenly, I had a strong desire to know her academic performance, and this was the first time I paid attention to someone who had nothing to do with me.

As a result, I was not disappointed. In fact, I was only shocked by her results, not happy.

She used the excuse that I want to study hard to refuse again and again, but her grades were extremely serious. The whole class was positive in liberal arts, and sometimes she even got the bottom one in science.

I feel a little helpless, but I find it funny for no reason. Why would I check her grades so affectionately?

Later, after a long time no see, I knew I was tempted.

I would silently wait for her appearance on the balcony alone, looking forward to her sweet smile, but never expecting other boys to come with her and confess to her.

The school is divided into three teaching buildings, namely Senior One, Senior Two and Senior Three.I was in the third part of high school, and there was a gap between the first and third grades, so there was almost no time to meet her after class and after school. On average, there were very few opportunities to meet her once a week.

Until I overheard her friend asking her to go to the cafeteria for dinner.It was also at that time that I changed my previous habits. In order to meet her in the cafeteria, I endured the meals in the cafeteria for a whole year.

Graduating high school, I thought I'd forget over time.

But the first time I saw her at S University, I knew I couldn't escape.

(End of this chapter)