The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

An Xiaxia remembered that the night breeze was slightly cold, and she asked curiously, "Who are you?"

No sound.

Quite as if no one had existed.

She just remembered that the smell of smoke lingering in her nose was very good, but very special.

When the street light came on again, the man had disappeared.

Later, An Yibei's friends gave him a cigarette. When he smoked, Anxia Xia smelled the familiar taste.

That is a very partial brand, with a regular script printed on the package: acquaintance with Junchu, as if returning from the past.

The one who saved her ... will it be her deceased?

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These two things were quickly left behind by An Xia Xia, she entered the period of rebellion long overdue.

She was obedient since she was young. She came too late in the rebellious period. She arrived at Su Xiaomo late and expressed disbelief. She also ran to see her on the high-speed rail. Just a non-mainstream!

An Xiaxia often writes articles, her emotions are always depressed, and she often stays at school and doesn't go home.

When Father An came to see her, she found something wrong, and quickly led her baby girl to the hospital for examination.

Diagnosis and treatment result: Depression.

What's even more compelling is that An Xia Xia recalled her sad childhood and thought of Sheng Yize ... Anyway, all the sad past came to my heart, died with one heart, and then climbed to the top of the hospital ...

Twenty-story-high building, Anxiaxia did not know what to think that day, she really had the urge to jump down.

The sky was dark and the moon was covered by clouds. Anxiaxia cried for a long time, then climbed up to the edge and planned to jump down.

With a strong force, she dragged her into the leg, and tore her down, blindly covering her eyes with a woolen hat.

An Xia Xia stunned, until the familiar smell of smoke filled her nose again, and then asked, "Did you come to save me?"

The other party remained silent.

An Xia Xia said, "You must be my patron saint ... ohh ..."

She cried for a long time, talking about her sad past and her depressed life. The other side listened in silence, patted her shoulder, and got up to leave.

The moon rose from the clouds, like a newly married little daughter-in-law, shimmering with fluorescence.

An Yibei rushed up and grabbed her and scolded her: "Nervous! Jumping off the building! Why don't you go to heaven!"

An Yibei scolded her for a long time, and changed her usual indifferent attitude of cherishing words, and then she remembered An Yibei holding her and crying.

An Xia Xia secretly glanced down at her eyes, and sighed in her heart: It's so high, if you jump down, you will be thrown into meat sauce.

Ah ... the legs are so soft ... she dwells afterwards and feels scared!

Taking off the hat above his head is very festive red, with two white fur **** hanging.

There was a note with a few words printed on it: Merry Christmas.

Now, the person who saved her, maybe Santa ...

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Today, An Xia Xia is thinking that if it were not for that person, she would not be able to live now.

That person is so good. He won't lose his temper like Sheng Yize, so gentle and kind ...

In contrast, Sheng Yize is a bad guy!

She held Sheng Yize's hand and bit it with a humming noise!

There was a **** smell between his lips and teeth, and Sheng Yize sneered: "Bite! Bite hard! Why don't you forget that this hand was ruined for a little unconscience!"

Past memories floated, and Anxiaxia was pale.

That's right, Sheng Yize's right hand is because she ... wasted.