Chapter 30

turn out to be……

He has always disliked looking for him by himself, and he also doesn't take the initiative to look for her at school, or he just comes in alone while there is no one.

It’s because I’m afraid I’ll be implicated by him.

This fool.

She is so hypocritical, does she care about her reputation for nothing?

He was only seventeen years old and had already carried so many things.

Still so proactive and sensible.

Luo Huan has never been a person who treats the other person with various external conditions. If she thinks this person is good, she will contact him and allow him to get close.

If she thinks this person is not good, she will not give her a look to the other person.

From childhood to adulthood, she has used this principle to deal with people.

Jiang Zhihan is the first person to take the initiative to contact since she grew up.

Maybe he was attracted by his temperament.

He was also the most responsible boy she had ever seen.

Although his family was very unbearable, he did not give up or degenerate himself, nor did he feel embarrassed and refused to admit it.

He is a boy like a breeze and bright moon.

Like a fool again.

Luo Huan felt her eyes wet, and she couldn't help but feel a little joy in her heart. Finally, she heard the response.

The slender fingers hung on the keyboard for two seconds, and then pressed them down with a solemn expression.

[I'm not afraid, I don't care, I just like you.

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What she likes is just him, and nothing else.

As long as he can make her feel it, it’s fine.

After sending it, Luo Huan held his cell phone and stared at it.

After half a minute, a message was sent there.

【Um.

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He is really as pampered as gold as ever.

Luo Huan held his cell phone and looked at it. It seemed like a big stone hanging in his heart finally landed on the ground. He leaned back on the back of the chair and slowly bent his lips.

On the other side.

Under the dim light, the boy's fair face was calm and indifferent, and the eyebrows and eyes reflected by the flowing light were pitch black and delicate.

The band-aid on the chin is still very clear.

But after a closer look, the ears under his broken hair were faintly red.

He lowered his eyelids and stared at the girl's reply on the screen, and suddenly buried it on the table.

Extremely quiet outside the window.

It is so quiet that you can hear the sound of your heartbeat.

The boy who has always been calm and at ease with everything finally ushered in the midsummer of seventeen years old that made him feel helpless.

He had no idea how to suppress it.

But this emotion would not make him feel disgusted at all, but he would rather accept it.

Hope it stays longer.

It took Jiang Zhihan to get up for a long time. He silently reached out and opened a locked cabinet under the table, and took out a note from it.

He opened a page, which was filled with various plans.

Starting from the age of five.

The handwriting has gone from immature to mature.

Weekly, monthly, and yearly.

Step by step.

He turned to the age of seventeen.

Pause on one line of words, then stroke some and add some.

The expression under the light is particularly focused and quiet.

Since Luo Huan received the message, she was so excited that she was not sleepy at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Fearing that Jiang Yinmei was discovering it, Luo Huan had to turn off the computer and climb onto the bed, rolling around in the quilt alone.

Thinking of seeing the other person tomorrow morning and looking at him with a good mental outlook, she didn't want to hold a pair of haggard panda eyes, and let the other person see her ugly side on the first day.

So I forced myself to fall asleep.

But within half a minute of squinting, he opened his eyes and took his phone, slid the screen, staring at the words on it and smirked.

He was like a pervert.

Too difficult.

It's really hard to chase.

However, this cold flower was still caused by her.

She couldn't sleep like she won a million lottery and was in a mood to play games. Luo Huan had no place to vent her emotions. She originally wanted to harass Gu Yu, but she thought about it in a flash that she might have fallen asleep. If she was awakened, she might be killed at her house immediately.

So, Luo Huan tentatively sent Jiang Zhihan a QQ.

【Did you... sleep?

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【I'll come to see you tomorrow at noon, okay?

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Luo Huan held his breath, thinking about whether he was going to sleep and whether he would watch it again tomorrow morning, a message popped up on the screen.

【Um.

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【Go to bed quickly.

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Luo Huan stared at the two messages, and after a while, he pulled up the quilt and covered it, suppressing his whimpering back and forth.

The next day.

As soon as he heard the alarm ring, Luo Huan got up from the quilt and squinted to wash.

After packing it up, Luo Huan took a bus to school before Jiang Yinmei and Luo Guoping got up.

The weather outside the window is as good as ever, refreshing and fresh as ever. It may be that there are many such weather usually, but she didn't pay much attention to it before, but today she felt happy to see something, even the air was sweet.

The class monitor and his wife arrived early. Because the last monthly exam was not outstanding, many people in the class were privately ridiculed. So they began to hang their heads on the harsh side, as if they were going to amazed everyone in the next midterm exam.

The other people in the classroom also tried to be as quiet as possible because of these two people.

Luo Huan didn't pay much attention, and lowered his head and took out his phone, turning to last night's chat page.

She sent a message.

【Have you come to school?

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Luo Huan held his face with one hand and waited for a while. Before he could reply, he had to close it and put it back first.

Then I took out the book and opened it.

After watching for a while, there were more and more people in the classroom. Guyu came late and asked casually.

"When did you come?"

Luo Huan flipped through the book and replied calmly: "Forty minutes ago."

“…”

Guyu's hand was packing her schoolbag and turned to look at her: "What's the stimulation today?"

Luo Huan pursed a small and beautiful dimples out from his mouth, looked around, looking sneaky, and lay down over to lower his voice.

"I, Luo Huan, the confession was successful."
To be continued...