Episode 25

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After Yueyue's confession incident, she did not degenerate as she thought, on the contrary, she returned to normal.

"Ningning, don't worry about me." Zhang Yue ate an apple, "Now, I have no regrets in my high school life!"

She never had a cake again.

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The old library is where Wei Qing often goes in and out.

It was quiet here, almost no one came, there was no sound of turning pages of books, and no eager eyes from behind the shelves or from the desk.

However, today, there is one more uninvited guest here.

A girl lying on the side of the window, enjoying the only electric fan here, with her head resting on her hands, sleeping peacefully.

Wei Qing has always been very bored with all the girls who deliberately appeared next to him. This boredom began when he was forcibly kissed by a ruthless little overlord when he was in kindergarten. Until now, he still can't get rid of that nauseating greasy feeling, yes, that There was even "milk" oil on the little female bully's mouth, biting on his face in one bite, and it did not know how much damage it caused to his young soul.

So that he refused to contact any girls, especially the fat guy a few days ago, holding the cake he hated the most, and confessing loudly to him downstairs in the dormitory was exactly the same as that of the little female bully who stood by his door and confessed to him loudly.

It's so disgusting.

Wei Qing carried his bag and sat down to the farthest place from Suning.

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In the hot weather and no electric fan, Wei Qing only felt that his back was soaked with sweat, and the words on the book jumped around in his eyes. When it was over, it wasn't because of heat stroke.

Wei Qing glanced at the electric fan again. Before, he used this electric fan...

Wei Qing said to himself silently, go to the new library, where there is air-conditioning, and shook his head abruptly, no, there are too many people there, here, Shinnin passed.

Ma, bear with a "wool" thread! Why this fan can only be used by her!

Wei Qing grabbed his schoolbag and sat opposite Suning, unconsciously lightening his movements, of course to not wake her up, he didn't want to be peeked by her all afternoon.

The breeze from the fan finally took away the warmth.

Wei Qing only felt relaxed physically and mentally, turning over the pages of the book with his slender fingers, and jot down the key points on the book with a pen.

When thinking about math problems, he likes to turn pens, two turns, three turns, the faster he turns, the clearer his thinking.

The pen cap loosened and flew into Suning's hair like a parabola.

Wei Qing looked at her face subconsciously, wondering if she would react.

But he could no longer look away.

In the afternoon, the sun shines through the leaves and casts on her body, as if covered with a layer of light yellow "color", the fine eyelashes "hairs" are like butterfly wings, trembling with the wind, small nose, breathing slightly Pink "color" lips...

Obsessed, Wei Qing reached out and touched her face.

Delicate and smooth, it makes people love it.

The pen without its cap slid down the tabletop, and it slapped on the ground.

Wei Qing retracted his hand suddenly, did not look at her again, but could not enter the book.

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