Chapter 18 Diary

After that date, the relationship between the three of us became much closer.

As Sisi’s mother said, on weekends, we often go to Sisi’s home to study together, and sometimes we also go to my home.

However, Zhou Qian was disgusted with going to my house at first. In her eyes, boys' home was synonymous with dirty and messyness. I strongly protested against this stereotype.

Later, I couldn't resist Sisi's kind invitation and reluctantly went to my house. I found that it was not as bad as she thought, so I didn't resist much later.

On a sunny weekend, the three of us were at my house, each doing our own things.I am reading novels, Zhou Qian is studying, and Sisi is seriously doing most of the games he has completed.

I was a little bored to read novels, so I started to find topics: By the way... Zhou Qian, we never seem to be at your house.

What's wrong?

It’s nothing, I just suddenly thought of it. After all, we have been to Sisi’s home several times, and you often come to my home.But Zhou Qian, you have never invited us to your house, so I asked.

Zhou Qian said angrily, what are the disgusting thoughts in your pervert?

What ideas can I have?Just curiously asked.Then I became sarcastic again. You always say that my house is dirty and messy. I wonder what kind of Penglai fairyland your house is?

Zhou Qian glared at me.

Chen Yi, okay, don’t make things difficult for Qianqian.Sisi began to smooth things over.

Zhou Qian closed her eyes, as if thinking about something, finally sighed and said softly, "Okay," and then said to us: There is nothing to do without any difficulties. Think about it carefully, I'm not right to go to your house so many times but never invite you.Come to my house next weekend.

Sisi said happily: OK, look forward to the Wave

I noticed that Zhou Qian had just ended with a sentence to herself. Anyway, she was not here at that time. Although she didn't know what it meant, she didn't ask, and just pretended to be stupid and said: OK, I'm going to Penglai Fairyland.

Then Zhou Qian knocked on the head.

A week later, we arrived at Zhou Qian's home as promised.

This is the object prefix. If you only write inverted sentences, you will lose points in the exam.

oh……

This chemical equation can be mismatched, no wonder you always fail the chemistry.

Ah……

Abandn misspelled, the idiot wavy is obviously the first word in the word book...

Forehead……

You can even calculate the scores wrong. How did you get into high school?

OK!I covered my head in despair, Mingming... I had agreed to study together, how did you torture me to do my homework!

Because I have done my homework at school.Zhou Qian said indifferently.

What about you, Sisi!Aren't you a game?

Ah...I have always kept my laptop at your house, and I haven't brought it here today...

So are you just staring at me and torture me?

Zhou Qian said: You should feel honored to guide you with the two best grades in the class.

What honor is Ah!Is it painful to be pointed at by others when doing homework?

Tell me, I don’t know how to be blessed.

OK, OK, Sisi quickly smoothed out the situation. It was indeed wrong for us to always disturb Chen Yi from doing homework.Qianqian, let’s go out for a walk and just go and try the milk tea from the newly opened store.

That milk tea shop?Not far away...

It's okay, and there's no hurry. I just gave Chen Yi some time to solve the homework.

OK, I have a headache when I see his homework.

Bring me a cup too!

Just drink the tap water at home.

What does it mean? Ah you!

So the two of them went out like this, leaving me alone to do my homework in Zhou Qian's bedroom.

Although I was very upset by them just now, after they left, I was even less in the mood to do my homework. Maybe I am a mean person.

When the two girls were still there, there was still a little vitality here, but after I was left alone, it seemed too solemn here.

Zhou Qian cleaned the bedroom very cleanly. There was a bed with neatly stacked bedding and pillows on it; there was a table with textbooks and several books related to chemistry and pharmacology.

Then, it's gone.

The whole room was monotonous and boring, making people wonder if there were people here. Zhou Qian never seemed to have thought of buying anything in the remaining space that suited her student identity and girl identity, leaving only a ghost named loneliness wandering around here.

The only thing that is called with color around is probably this wallpaper. The light blue tone makes the atmosphere melancholy and gloomy, as if it is the concreteization of Zhou Qian's personality.

The sunlight coming in front of the window can bring a little bit of anger to the room.

The sunlight was warm and quiet, illuminating the table in front of me.

I was sore in the waist and back pain at the table for a long time. Let’s take advantage of this warm sun to do a stretching exercise.

So I stood up and started to relax according to the radio gymnastics.

But the movement was too large when I turned, and I accidentally scanned all the books on the table.

I hurriedly squatted down and prepared to pick it up.

Suddenly, I noticed that the first page of a note in the fallen book was opened, and there were three large characters written in neat and elegant handwriting: a diary.

I closed the notebook with a lightning speed, with a subtle expression on my face.

Um……

Zhou Qian’s diary…

I didn't expect that someone like her would keep a diary.

What would she write in her diary?

I want to see it a little...

No, no, the diary is someone else's privacy, how can you peek at it casually!

but……

Who writes a diary for a serious person?

Isn’t the diary written for people to read?

wrong!

I'm making a sophistry!

I just simply want to satisfy my perverted desire to peek at myself!

But then again...

Isn’t Zhou Qian a bit perverted? It’s hard to guarantee that she will do something bad to Sisi in the future. I’ll take a look at her diary to find out what she thinks in her heart, and also be careful...

I have been fighting myself for three hundred rounds in my mind. In fact, after all, I am just trying to find reasons for my behavior. When I discovered this diary, I knew that I would definitely not be able to help reading it.

Sorry!

Zhou Qian!

I quickly packed up the other books. Although I knew there was no one in the room, I still looked around sneakily, then opened the diary with excited hearts and trembling hands.

The entire diary is meticulously written in most parts, with only one side of each picture, which is convenient for later modification, just like her class notes, which are very in Zhou Qian's style.

The basic format of most of the content above is date, weather, what you teach today, what you test, what you buy after school (including the price, etc.), and what you need to prepare before class tomorrow.

Simple and unpretentious content is almost a dime account.

The only strange thing is that the first few pages of the diary were torn off.

I couldn't help but guess that the few pages I tore off were the essence.

I continued to flip and there were a few pages behind me torn off. Most of the ones that were not torn off were just a simple remark on my daily life.

But if you look closely, you can still find something different among so many pale words and sentences.

She didn't go home today, so she left a note and asked me to prepare the food myself.

The math test paper was not sent to me, so I asked for it xxx (the name of the math class representative), but she ignored me.This is probably a punishment for my usual behavior.

Most teachers are just like students, just living a life of slumber.Teacher Wei is the most ethical teacher I have ever met, but like other teachers, she attaches too much importance to grades.She valued me because of her good grades. If my grades are mediocre, is there no difference between me and a transparent person in her eyes?

Today, a couple was caught holding hands on the road by the principal. They were arrested in the office and scolded for a long time. The rumors about them were everywhere in the classroom.It's ridiculous, so is this couple, so is this principal, and so is the people in the classroom.Everyone in this world is, it's ridiculous.

Today I cleaned up the empty wine bottle in her room, and there was a bad smell, like slurry.I gave it to the old garbage collector who passed by downstairs, but I didn't ask for any money.

She greeted me in advance in the morning and said she would not come back tonight.Today is my birthday.

Seeing this, I looked up and looked at the date, July 16th.

I silently remembered this date in my heart.

Then turn it down.

I warned her not to take strangers home again, even if I didn't see them.She said sorry, she won't be like this in the future.But there was no sense of sincerity on her face.Does she care about me?

I like to stay in a chemistry lab, on the one hand because of my interest in chemistry, on the other hand because of the odor of chemicals left inside.For some reason, this made me feel at ease.

I accidentally heard someone secretly call me poker face, that's true.But aren't they?It’s just that they have more cards than me. They can play cards as needed, change the expressions on their faces at will, work hard and calculate each other in order not to let others see their true trump card clearly.In comparison, I just showed my only card.

A man in society made a girl in the class get pregnant, then ran away, and the girl dropped out of school.This world is really boring. What happened more than ten years ago is still happening now.

It started to rain heavily after school.The chemistry lab was locked today and I had to stay in the classroom.Students with umbrellas and students without umbrellas walked together, talking and laughing.The classmates who had no umbrella and no travelers waited for a while and their parents came to pick them up.There were fewer and fewer people in the classroom, the wind and rain outside were getting heavier and heavier, and the dark sky was lightning and thunder. This could not scare me, it was just a normal natural phenomenon.But I couldn't stand the inexplicable musty smell in the classroom. The musty smell became stronger and stronger. I was so uneasy. I miss the smell of the laboratory so much. What should I do...

The content of this page is over. Looking at her handwriting, it seems that there is still something about this matter, but as soon as she turns over, she finds that the page has been torn again, which is strange.

Since the torn page, Liu Sisi's name began to appear in Zhou Qian's diary, and her writing style, which was mostly straightforward, began to fluctuate.

Liu Sisi likes to call me Qianqian. At first, this confused me. No one has ever called me with such a close name.But later I got used to it, so I might as well say that she called me like that.

I like her smile very much, light, sincere and warm.I used my despicable heart to guess why she approached me, but I couldn't see even the slightest falsehood in her.

When I tried to call her "Si Si", I spent my whole life's courage and strength, but she accepted it naturally without a trace of hesitation, as if we were calling each other in this way since the beginning of the world.This feeling is really wonderful. After I got home, I lay on the bed, and my heart kept calling out "Sisi" and "Sisi".

42 days after becoming classmates, Sisi and I became friends.I often regret why I didn’t know Sisi earlier, but sometimes I feel confused. Are I really qualified to be her friend as glamorous as Sisi?Moreover, what's going on with the throbbing in my heart?

The people in the class always take advantage of Sisi's kindness and leave all the work to her, and talk about her behind her back.I was very angry, but I was helpless. I was just air and could not do anything. Is this really qualified to continue to be her friend?

Continue to turn down, I find that my name begins to appear in the diary, and Zhou Qian obviously notices that I have begun to pursue Sisi.

Her evaluation of this is: Chen Yi is as ordinary as his name, with an ordinary personality, an ordinary appearance, an ordinary grade, and a common sense of vulgarity in boys.Sisi won't like him.

Well... although it's very unhappy, I have to say that the evaluation is quite accurate.

But after that, my offensive became more and more fierce, which made most people in the class know that I was pursuing Sisi.Zhou Qian was also obviously a little anxious.

Chen Yi likes to pester and always finds various excuses to be with Sisi.Sisi is so kind and so simple, I am really worried that she will be deceived by Chen Yi.

What is cheating? It is obviously a legitimate pursuit.

Every time I see Sisi and Chen Yi together, I feel chest tightness for no reason. What happened? After all, Sisi and I are just friends. Even if Sisi is really in love with Chen Yi, I have no reason to stop it. I shouldn't even be worried about it. After I met Sisi, I began to become less like me. I should relax, Sisi is not that important to me.

It can be seen that Zhou Qian is indeed trying not to pay attention to Sisi. Her subsequent diary returned to her former style. The content of the bookkeeping account records her ordinary day and rarely involves others, but the writing is becoming more and more perfunctory, even as a bookkeeping account, it is meaningless.

Then I saw that day, a month before Zhou Qian and I started to contact each other.

I'm afraid I have to admit that I can't ignore Chen Yi's desperate pestering of Sisi after all.Every time I see them together, I feel jealous, jealous, or jealous.I finally made my heart clear. I like Sisi, but I can't do it. I don't want to see her with others, at least not with someone like Chen Yi.I understand that being despicable is not worthy of Sisi. No one in this world deserves Sisi, especially Chen Yi.I have to think of a way to step Chen Yi into the dust and keep him away from Sisi.If possible, make sure Sisi doesn't think about Chen Yi either.I understand that I am becoming the person I hate the most now, but for Sisi, I am willing to...

I smiled bitterly, but I didn't expect that my pursuit of Sisi helped Zhou Qian clarify her feelings.

The exciting part is coming, and I started to read it quickly, wanting to read that the day when Zhou Qian and I came into contact with each other is the day when the story begins.

Then I found out that it was gone.The next few pages were torn off, and then Zhou Qian never wrote them again.

I leaned on the back of the chair in disappointment.

But I also know all the stories that followed, and there is really no need to read them.

At least I know Zhou Qian’s mental journey before we met, which is quite interesting.

I carefully put the diary back, stretched and prepared to start dealing with the homework.Suddenly, I heard a bang coming from the next room, which scared me all over.

What the hell, Sisi and Zhou Qian have not left, and quietly stayed in the next room and eavesdropped on me, right?

In that case, wouldn’t they discover that I peeked at Zhou Qian’s diary?

No, probably not, I heard them going out.

Is that a thief?

But is it possible for a thief in broad daylight?

No matter what, I have to go and take a look to rest assured.So I quietly opened the bedroom door and found that the next room was also a bedroom, and the door was not locked and was hidden, as if inviting me in.

I plucked up my courage and carefully pushed open the door. What came towards me was a bad smell of slurry in the room, and then I saw... a drunk woman???

It seemed that she had just fallen off the bed, with her legs on the edge of the bed, light blue high heels hanging on one of her feet, and a pair of beautiful legs with fleshy shredded legs appeared in front of me without reservation.

The black suspender hip skirt showed her graceful figure, but she didn't care about herself at all. She just lay on the ground, even if the skirt was rolled up and she didn't care.

The curly hair like waves spread on the ground in a mess, and the bangs covered her face, making me unable to see what she looked like. She closed her eyes and muttered to herself, her avatar slowly rotated on the ground like a slow-motion replay.

No matter what, let's help her up first.As I approached her, she opened her eyes and saw me through her scattered hair.

Oh Wave ❤ Little handsome guy Wave ❤ Her voice was smooth and made me feel goosebumps.

Are you okay, I will help you up.I moved her body, put her legs down, then put her hands on my neck, and helped her up bit by bit.

What I didn't expect was that before we stood firm, she staggered and pushed me down on the bed.

Forehead?!

Ah, Wave ❤ The handsome little guy is so bad. He actually pushed someone down on the bed. Wave ❤ The rich smell of alcohol in her mouth sprayed on my face, making me almost breathless.

It's obviously you...

Well, the wave horn ❤ She put a slender finger with purple nail polish on my lips, but don’t say extra words, men cannot refuse girls’ wave horn

After saying that, she pulled her scattered bangs aside, and her drunken face appeared.

Typical nightclub-style makeup, pink eyeshadow, carefully-treated eyelashes, hazy eyes, cheeks are flushed because of drunkenness or excitement, and the flames are showing a charming smile at this moment.

Because of the heavy makeup, I can't tell her age, but it's probably the type of young mature women.

But I knew that if I didn't push her away, I would be raped, because her hand was groping my waist at this moment, and soon climbed onto my chest and touched it all in a mess, and her thighs were also rubbing against my crotch, stimulating my cock.

Do you like the wavy horn?

If you like it or not, I am a person with a girlfriend!I tried to push her away with both hands, but I just touched her round breasts.

Oh Wave ❤The handsome little guy turned out to like other people's breasts, and he got it. It's really bad. Wave ❤

After saying that, she hooked the suspender on her shoulder: But, men are not bad, women don't love them.

The moment the shoulder straps were hooked down, I saw a miracle: the huge white breasts, as silky and soft as milk, gushed out.

What kind of pair of milk is this? Zhou Qian's breasts are all over the place in front of such breasts.

She proudly held her breasts with her hands, moving up and down, as if showing a product of excellent quality. Her breasts swayed like milk waves as she moved, and the two black grapes made me dizzy.

How about Ah, please touch the handsome guy wavy horn.

In this way, I didn't dare to touch it, just tried my best to get up.

She seemed very disappointed and felt aggrieved: I obviously liked it so much just now...

No, that, listen to me...

Oh Wave ❤I understand Wave ❤I think about it so hard that you just want to taste my breasts.

Uh, not...

Then come and try the Wave ❤

She leaned her breasts up, and a huge shadow was landing in front of me.Two round breasts like mountains pressed down on my face, covering the clouds and the sun.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

She also twisted her upper body skillfully, and her smooth and delicate breasts were sliding on my face.If I hadn't felt suffocated, maybe I would really enjoy this facial cleanser.

I stretched out my hands and pinched her milk, trying to get some room for myself to breathe.But she seemed to have misunderstood: Look, the Wave really likes it, and the Wave pressed tighter after saying that.

I turned my head and struggled to break my mouth out of this Niuru Mountain, and then dressed heavily: Ha...ha...

Unexpectedly, she sent one breast into my mouth without hesitation: Come and try other people's nipples, wavy

Hmm!

This is not what I want to taste the nipples. She is simply stuffing her entire breast into my mouth!

The nipples were constantly stuffed into my mouth with their breasts, but I didn't want my teeth to hit her, so I had to try my best to open my mouth, while my tongue was helplessly wandering on her chest.

She seemed to be very helpful and kept saying things like, handsome guy, your mouth is so good.

When she took her breasts away from my mouth, I thought I had finally escaped from the sea of ​​bitterness, and then her other breasts were stuffed in again...

Finally, she completed this tormenting breast feast. She and I were gasping for breath. My mouth was filled with my saliva, which seemed messy, and her nipples were also surrounded by shiny saliva.

Ah, Wave ❤ The little handsome guy’s younger brother is quite energetic. Do you want to come out and have a breather?

As she said that, she skillfully used her legs to remove my pants.

The cock that had been waiting for a long time immediately stepped forward and hit my stomach with a snap.

She whistled, as if she wanted to express her amazement: The little handsome guy's younger brother is quite big. He has been holding it in it for so long, it's very uncomfortable.

No, not... that... I... At this moment, I no longer have the strength to speak.

And she obviously didn't want to let me go, and I suddenly felt my cock was tightly clamped, a wonderful feeling.

I raised my head and saw that she was using her stockings to give me foot sex, but she still used her leg hole!

I saw one leg in her area, wrapping my cock tightly, and the soft legs warmed my rhizomes.

She first moved her calves parallel and rubbed against the bottom of my cock. The grainy feeling of the shredded meat gave this footjob a wonderful feeling.

Such footwork is not as smooth as naked feet, but it is exciting enough.

Soon a little liquid oozed out of my urethra.

She keenly captured the changes in my cock, gently dipped the little liquid on the urethra with her fingers, and then put her fingers in her mouth as if she was tasting Qiongdan Yulu.

Well... It's so delicious. Wave ❤ Is there a lot of this delicious Ah in the little handsome guy's balls? I want to squeeze out all of them without leaving any left!

As she said that, she changed her footwork style and instead used up and down movements to masturbate me.

This method must be very physically exhausting, and she soon started to breathe like me, but this did not affect her speed or enthusiasm at all.

Ha...ha...Little handsome guy, how about Ah, is it fun?

Ah？

You ask me if I feel good?

Of course that's awesome!

Her skinny legs kept swaying in front of me, continuously stimulating her penis to secrete semen.

Because of the large swing of up and down at high speed, my unprotected glans also felt the grain-like friction of the stockings, and I quickly felt a burning pain, but this did not prevent me from being very happy. It can be said that it was painful and happy.

Every time her legs swing down, they would hit my legs and make a snap sound, so the sound of slap is endless, along with my moans and her breath filled this alcoholic room.

The handsome guy, my brother has become bigger again, the wavy ❤ She smiled badly, I was wondering how big your cock can become, will it be bigger, the more semen it will be sprayed out? The wavy ❤

Then, she rubbed my nipples with her slender fingers.

I felt like I was shocked, my whole body trembled and I had goose bumps.

I know why girls like to be played with their nipples so much, which feels so wonderful.

Then she used her nails to draw circles around my nipples over and over again, and the numbness passed through my nipples.

My cock was indeed bigger again, and the semen accumulated in it had been waiting for a long time, so I ejaculated.

This was probably the most comfortable ejaculation in my life, so after more than a minute of continuous ejaculation, semen continued to emerge from the glans, and her legs were still clamping my cock tightly, as if they wanted to squeeze the last trace of semen from the cock.

A large amount of semen was stained on her shredded legs, a large piece of wet, and a lot of them slid down her legs, which further highlighted her sexyness.

She dipped some semen with her hands, looked at me with a demon, then ate without hesitation, and smacked her lips with unsatisfactory feelings.

She was still drunk, swaying on me, sliding her delicate fingers on my skin: Do you want to do it again with your handsome guy Wave?

Do it again?

You spare me.

I don’t know what happened in the past few months. I was like being cursed, I was forced by a female classmate, a teacher, and today I was forced by a strange woman who didn’t know who it was. I am simply the heroine in a pornographic novel, and I can always be subjected to all kinds of sexual harassment.

Of course I can't tell her like this. I can get out of the way with Teacher Wei, but it's not possible with this woman, because she is so drunk now that she will interrupt me no matter what I say. She just wants to squeeze my semen in her mind now.

That, aunt... Although not particularly sure, I guess her age should be a teenager older than me, so I want to try to be polite.

Aunt?Her eyes, which were originally slightly drunk, were sharp at this moment, but I was shivering.

Forehead……

hehe.Auntie, right?I think I'm old, right? Hahaha... She stood up with a serious and indifferent expression. At that moment, she reminded me of someone Zhou Qian.

She staggeredly picked up a bottle of wine from the table next to her, finished a bottle in a few gurgling times, and then threw it to me like anger, scaring me to death.

Humph, I think I'm old and lose my beauty, and I ignore me one by one.Yesterday, the owner of the bar asked me if I wanted to find a serious job. Hum, hum, you men are all like this.

The dog man ran away when I was pregnant; the guest suddenly told me that he wanted to be responsible for his family; the boss over there suddenly hinted me that I should not go to work here, ha!ha!

She picked up another bottle of wine and killed it in a few more sips.

Then her gait shaking even more and swayed in front of me.

Now I don’t know where the little kid appears. I think I’m old.hehe.

No...I don't mean that...

Her avatar swayed from side to side like a puppet that was not under her control, and her eyes became even more blurred: Speaking of which, you are quite close to my daughter. Haha, maybe you should really call me aunt. I am too self-indulgent and thought that I was the same as before. With youth, it was capital to let men who came from where they raised me...

In the end, even my daughter disliked me...

I swallowed, and I could probably guess who this woman was.

But it doesn't matter!

She gave up and threw her hand behind her. Now, aunt, I am so lustful, and I want to borrow your cock to relieve the fire!

As she said that, she rushed towards me like a wolf pounced on a sheep.

Wow, aunty, don’t Ah!

I thought I would be invading like a storm, but soon I found that nothing happened except that a woman who was already sleeping heavily pressed on me.

I carefully pushed her away, then got up, and quickly cleaned the entire room, at least not let Zhou Qian see traces of fighting in the room.

Then I saw that her posture was so indecent. If Zhou Qian went home and saw it, I would probably not be very good. So I gently helped her to tidy up her clothes, put her whole body on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

When I put the pillow under her head, she moved comfortably, muttering to herself in her sleep: Qian, forgive my mother...

I looked at her in a complicated mood, then went out silently and closed the door.

Just when I was closing the door, Sisi and Zhou Qian also bought milk tea and came back. I found that they were holding three cups in their hands and they also bought me one.

I looked at Zhou Qian and clicked on the room. Zhou Qian immediately understood something, immediately put down the milk tea and rushed into the room.

Sisi was very strange and blinked her eyes and asked me what was wrong. I said Zhou Qian’s mother was in the room.

Soon, Zhou Qian came out, her expression was filled with unconcealed sadness.

Sorry, I didn't notice that my mother was at home today. I thought she would be busy on weekends as before... She didn't do anything strange to you, Chen Yi?

No, no, I said quickly, but I was shocked when I suddenly found someone at home.

That's good... She lowered her eyes.

Sisi saw that Zhou Qian was a little unhappy, so she pulled her and said, "What's wrong?"

Nothing, that, because my mother is at home today, it may not be suitable for you to keep you, and the hospitality is not good...

Sisi and I hurriedly said that there was nothing to do and we had a lot of fun at her house today.

That's good……

So after packing up my own things, I said goodbye to Zhou Qian, and then embarked on the way home.

On the way, Sisi asked me what was going on.

Well... I said carefully. Zhou Qian's mother drank a lot of wine and returned home drunk. Then she fell asleep on the ground, which scared me and I helped to get her to bed to make her sleep more comfortable.You'll be back after that.

Sisi sighed: Qianqian's family is not easy. She doesn't tell me the situation at home, but I know more or less from the previous chats...

Well... I think back to Zhou Qian's diary and the drunken words her mother said to me, and I can probably guess what it is.

Speaking of which, how did you and Zhou Qian meet each other?This is something that is not found in Zhou Qian’s diary, and it also makes me very curious.

It was raining heavily that day, so I brought an umbrella, but I stayed it very late because I had to help the teacher get the papers. Before I got home, I passed by the class and found that Qianqian was still there, so I invited her to go back together.To be honest, the rain was too heavy that day. What can a small umbrella block?Soon our clothes were wet, but we still talked while walking, which was quite pleasant, so we gradually became familiar with each other.

I couldn't help but imagine a scene like this: in the lightning and thunder, a warm and kind girl reached out to a lonely and eccentric girl and rescued her from the classroom that exuded a disgusting musty smell.

They held umbrellas on the rainy streets and snuggled up to each other.

The warm and kind girl gradually untie the long-closed heart of the lonely and eccentric girl with delicate language.

At this moment, neither the musty smell in the classroom nor the storm outside could scare her anymore, because she was leaning against the angel in her heart, heading towards the future she had expected...