After school starts, Cheng Qiao doesn't look sad at all
She made an appointment with Ikeno to send a text message and make a phone call. Remember to write a letter when you can't bring your phone.
In fact, it took only four hours to travel from Yushi to Kan Yan. Ichino said he could come back to see her on the weekend, but Cheng Qiao shook his head and said no.
When I meet again, I may really be reluctant to leave him
Lu Xiaohu watched from the side without any sarcasm. After sending Ikeno into the car, he accompanied Cheng Qiao back.
In the past, Ikeno followed her, but now Lu Xiaohu takes his place, but Cheng Qiao is still feeling empty.
Especially every time she chatted with Li Xingruo during class, she felt that there was something fun and wanted to share it. When she turned around, she could only see the empty tables and chairs, her eyes couldn't help but swell.
Leaning on the table for a long time, I didn't move, and I didn't have the appetite to go to dinner with them
Every day when I can't see him, Cheng Qiao feels sick
Lu Xiaohu also felt that Cheng Qiao had changed
He didn't laugh at her when he went to tease her, and even went to ask her to scold her. Cheng Qiao just opened her eyes and let him go, don't quarrel, I'm memorizing words
She didn't miss every course, nor did she copy other people's homework
After Ikeno was gone, no one kindly took notes and made up for her homework, reminding her when to hand in what homework
Even the physical education class was actively working. The bald man said that she would run a few laps.
Around the red track, the violent heartbeat can always bring her memories back to the scene of the school sports meeting.
The boy she liked held her hard in her arms, full of passion, and his heartbeat resonated with her
The bald man obviously just called them to run twice and move freely, but Cheng Qiao ran around and didn't stop
She was dizzy when she fell on the lawn. She saw someone running over, her vision was blurred, and she thought it was Ikeno
Woo puppy... She sobbed quietly
Xu Taoran took her to the school hospital
**The air has started to heat up. She ran for more than ten laps in a row. She has been considered awesome and has been relieved for a long time. After sucking several sips of brown sugar water, Cheng Qiao's heart rhythm has slowly returned to normal.
Looking at Xu Taoran's worried look, she felt a little embarrassed. Sorry, I'm causing you another trouble
If it weren't for Li Xingruo's call, he wouldn't have been able to arrive in time for their class to sketch on school. Now Li Xingruo and Zhou Chuan are waiting outside.
It's good that you're fine. I just thought you could fight. I didn't expect that running was so good. Xu Taoran wouldn't embarrass you, and her smile always has a gentle smile. But next time you can do what you can, your body is the most important thing.
Cheng Qiao nodded
She couldn't say anything, she just wanted to experience such a violent heartbeat and ran so hard
The college entrance examination countdown is already posted on campus, and the second year of high school are also nervous
Xu Taoran heard that she had gone to see a teacher before and asked if she could become an art student. Do you like painting very much?
I liked it very much when I was a kid
Dad Cheng doesn't have many photos
The father she remembers always changes. What she saw this year is different from what she saw last year. When she missed her father, there was no complete picture left.
Every time he came back and sat in the living room, Cheng Qiao wanted to secretly use a brush to describe it bit by bit.
Not very well drawn, but as long as it looks similar
The reason why I wanted to learn to draw later was probably because of this, but I didn’t expect that Dad Cheng would object.
She hasn't got a brush in a long time
Cheng Qiao shook her head, I just want the cultural score requirements of art students not that high. If you study well, you can get into a better school.
In this way, no matter where Ikeno is, she can stand in a good position and be seen by him at a glance.
But it seems too late now, Cheng Qiao said a little discouragedly
She went to the teacher and discussed it with her, but she could not keep up with her basics compared to her classmates in the art class.
They are under great pressure every day when they draw. Their waste manuscript papers can make their hair bald
Many boys have a lot of pressure and have even learned to smoke
She is now a monk and wants to take the art exam, but she doesn't have time to do it.
Not everyone can become Xu Taoran, who is capable of doing everything, both talented and willing to work hard
I've seen that your grades are not as bad as you think. There is still one year left, and there is still hope to get a cultural score of 500 or 600 yuan.
Xu Taoran comforted her, if you are half-hearted now, the gain will not be worth the loss.
He had a little shadow of Ikeno, but it was completely different from Ikeno.
Maybe a serious and hardworking boy has such a charm that can infect people.
They are tenacious, open-minded, and always give people a sense of security, bringing great comfort in anxiety, as if the sky falls and is not afraid of falling.
Knowing that she may really like painting, Xu Taoran did not deny her. Hobbies do not have to be turned into study and work in the "only" way. Maybe you won't like it. Just like me, sometimes you can't draw something satisfactory and have to continue painting yourself. This kind of pain is something you only know.
He smiled and rubbed her head, making hobby a hobby, Cheng Qiao is still Cheng Qiao, don’t think about leaving a way out for yourself as an art student, Cheng Qiao, you have to compare yourself and rush forward
Cheng Qiao nodded with red eyes, OK
She was going to rush forward, running fast like the pool puppy, running to the finish line, and then hugging him
The middle school where Ikeno moved to was very strict
Boarding system, you can only go back once a month, you can't bring your mobile phone, and you have strict teaching and heavy schoolwork, and you can't even write a letter.
Nie Yuanchen said that the middle school is the most terrifying school in China, and the students are under great pressure, so are teachers, but there are many people going to Tsinghua and Peking University every year.
Sometimes I make a phone call on the weekends. Before Cheng Qiao started to care whether he was not sleeping well, he heard him whisper hoarsely: I'll do my homework
Hearing her choking, he couldn't bear to put down his phone. What's wrong? Don't cry
Have you caught a cold? It's raining in Yu City these days
The conditions in the student dormitory are not as good as the home, and several people live together, and the corridors and balcony are crowded.
The temperature is wet on rainy days. I may not dry after hanging the clothes after I hung them for several days. I had a T-shirt that was covered with smell. I was still a little moldy and could not wear them. I could only throw them away.
When I reach the senior year, I sleep less and less day by day. The simulation exam is hanging over my head, which is even more terrifying than the college entrance examination. He caught a cold again. His throat has been a little itchy these days
I'm fine. I just ate some spicy food and my throat was not very comfortable. Ikeno comforted softly, Cheng Qiao, are you unhappy?
She made an appointment with Ikeno to send a text message and make a phone call. Remember to write a letter when you can't bring your phone.
In fact, it took only four hours to travel from Yushi to Kan Yan. Ichino said he could come back to see her on the weekend, but Cheng Qiao shook his head and said no.
When I meet again, I may really be reluctant to leave him
Lu Xiaohu watched from the side without any sarcasm. After sending Ikeno into the car, he accompanied Cheng Qiao back.
In the past, Ikeno followed her, but now Lu Xiaohu takes his place, but Cheng Qiao is still feeling empty.
Especially every time she chatted with Li Xingruo during class, she felt that there was something fun and wanted to share it. When she turned around, she could only see the empty tables and chairs, her eyes couldn't help but swell.
Leaning on the table for a long time, I didn't move, and I didn't have the appetite to go to dinner with them
Every day when I can't see him, Cheng Qiao feels sick
Lu Xiaohu also felt that Cheng Qiao had changed
He didn't laugh at her when he went to tease her, and even went to ask her to scold her. Cheng Qiao just opened her eyes and let him go, don't quarrel, I'm memorizing words
She didn't miss every course, nor did she copy other people's homework
After Ikeno was gone, no one kindly took notes and made up for her homework, reminding her when to hand in what homework
Even the physical education class was actively working. The bald man said that she would run a few laps.
Around the red track, the violent heartbeat can always bring her memories back to the scene of the school sports meeting.
The boy she liked held her hard in her arms, full of passion, and his heartbeat resonated with her
The bald man obviously just called them to run twice and move freely, but Cheng Qiao ran around and didn't stop
She was dizzy when she fell on the lawn. She saw someone running over, her vision was blurred, and she thought it was Ikeno
Woo puppy... She sobbed quietly
Xu Taoran took her to the school hospital
**The air has started to heat up. She ran for more than ten laps in a row. She has been considered awesome and has been relieved for a long time. After sucking several sips of brown sugar water, Cheng Qiao's heart rhythm has slowly returned to normal.
Looking at Xu Taoran's worried look, she felt a little embarrassed. Sorry, I'm causing you another trouble
If it weren't for Li Xingruo's call, he wouldn't have been able to arrive in time for their class to sketch on school. Now Li Xingruo and Zhou Chuan are waiting outside.
It's good that you're fine. I just thought you could fight. I didn't expect that running was so good. Xu Taoran wouldn't embarrass you, and her smile always has a gentle smile. But next time you can do what you can, your body is the most important thing.
Cheng Qiao nodded
She couldn't say anything, she just wanted to experience such a violent heartbeat and ran so hard
The college entrance examination countdown is already posted on campus, and the second year of high school are also nervous
Xu Taoran heard that she had gone to see a teacher before and asked if she could become an art student. Do you like painting very much?
I liked it very much when I was a kid
Dad Cheng doesn't have many photos
The father she remembers always changes. What she saw this year is different from what she saw last year. When she missed her father, there was no complete picture left.
Every time he came back and sat in the living room, Cheng Qiao wanted to secretly use a brush to describe it bit by bit.
Not very well drawn, but as long as it looks similar
The reason why I wanted to learn to draw later was probably because of this, but I didn’t expect that Dad Cheng would object.
She hasn't got a brush in a long time
Cheng Qiao shook her head, I just want the cultural score requirements of art students not that high. If you study well, you can get into a better school.
In this way, no matter where Ikeno is, she can stand in a good position and be seen by him at a glance.
But it seems too late now, Cheng Qiao said a little discouragedly
She went to the teacher and discussed it with her, but she could not keep up with her basics compared to her classmates in the art class.
They are under great pressure every day when they draw. Their waste manuscript papers can make their hair bald
Many boys have a lot of pressure and have even learned to smoke
She is now a monk and wants to take the art exam, but she doesn't have time to do it.
Not everyone can become Xu Taoran, who is capable of doing everything, both talented and willing to work hard
I've seen that your grades are not as bad as you think. There is still one year left, and there is still hope to get a cultural score of 500 or 600 yuan.
Xu Taoran comforted her, if you are half-hearted now, the gain will not be worth the loss.
He had a little shadow of Ikeno, but it was completely different from Ikeno.
Maybe a serious and hardworking boy has such a charm that can infect people.
They are tenacious, open-minded, and always give people a sense of security, bringing great comfort in anxiety, as if the sky falls and is not afraid of falling.
Knowing that she may really like painting, Xu Taoran did not deny her. Hobbies do not have to be turned into study and work in the "only" way. Maybe you won't like it. Just like me, sometimes you can't draw something satisfactory and have to continue painting yourself. This kind of pain is something you only know.
He smiled and rubbed her head, making hobby a hobby, Cheng Qiao is still Cheng Qiao, don’t think about leaving a way out for yourself as an art student, Cheng Qiao, you have to compare yourself and rush forward
Cheng Qiao nodded with red eyes, OK
She was going to rush forward, running fast like the pool puppy, running to the finish line, and then hugging him
The middle school where Ikeno moved to was very strict
Boarding system, you can only go back once a month, you can't bring your mobile phone, and you have strict teaching and heavy schoolwork, and you can't even write a letter.
Nie Yuanchen said that the middle school is the most terrifying school in China, and the students are under great pressure, so are teachers, but there are many people going to Tsinghua and Peking University every year.
Sometimes I make a phone call on the weekends. Before Cheng Qiao started to care whether he was not sleeping well, he heard him whisper hoarsely: I'll do my homework
Hearing her choking, he couldn't bear to put down his phone. What's wrong? Don't cry
Have you caught a cold? It's raining in Yu City these days
The conditions in the student dormitory are not as good as the home, and several people live together, and the corridors and balcony are crowded.
The temperature is wet on rainy days. I may not dry after hanging the clothes after I hung them for several days. I had a T-shirt that was covered with smell. I was still a little moldy and could not wear them. I could only throw them away.
When I reach the senior year, I sleep less and less day by day. The simulation exam is hanging over my head, which is even more terrifying than the college entrance examination. He caught a cold again. His throat has been a little itchy these days
I'm fine. I just ate some spicy food and my throat was not very comfortable. Ikeno comforted softly, Cheng Qiao, are you unhappy?
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