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In my memory, except for the birthday when I was ten years old, my parents called to wish her a happy birthday. It seems that every birthday she reads and writes at home. Occasionally, on a whim, she goes to the cake shop to buy a cake and go home to insert candles to wish her a happy birthday.
It’s not that I haven’t envied the excitement and popularity of his children’s birthdays, but the expectation and yearning for birthdays have long since disappeared in the habit, and now birthdays are just an ordinary day for her.
It never occurred to her that someone would give her a present on her birthday to wish her a happy birthday.
This is an idea that is too extravagant and a little happiness that is too warm.
Just like when she talked with Ye Qingting about her planning ideals.
Now the ideal has become a wish, and the wish has come true.
She doesn’t know how to make up this lesson in physics. It seems that when she looks suddenly, she will be in the stairs.
"Ye Qingting, I still won’t come at noon." Xie Youxian came up behind him.
The boy gave him a faint look "Why don’t you come?"
"Yin Junyu didn’t come to see you in the afternoon, didn’t he?" He suddenly glanced at the girl in front with a bulging handbag and said meaningfully to her, "How come Lingxi Spring doesn’t seem to have so many things in your bag in the afternoon?"
Lingxiquan glanced back and answered speciously, "What’s the matter?"
Xie right shrugged "is curious"
Side Liu Xian ‘an’s eyes also cast up and stared at her hanging leg while holding her hand. She was carrying a handbag and her hand suddenly tightened. Just then, the ladder reached the first floor and lost a sentence "I walked first". She walked out of the ladder faster and faster, and finally almost ran out of the community.
Full of sunshine, her body burst into silence and warmth, which slowly brightened the temperature in her heart.
She suddenly slowed down her steps and looked back at her eyes. She saw that one of the figures coming out of the building was cold and meaningful, as if how many people around her could find him at first sight.
Actually, she doesn’t know what she wants to run. God knows what she is looking forward to most every weekend is to follow Ye Qingting to the subway, and then quietly watch him and Yin Junyu take the subway that is completely opposite to her.
Strange to say, apart from the typhoon, she never saw his family come to pick up school after school. He also took the subway home like ordinary students.
She is not a teenage girl, even though the middle-aged man who called him "Little Master" makes people wonder how much the Rolls Royce Phantom is worth.
But these things are not her heart.
Her heart is whether Ye Qingting has a good impression on her by doing so.
Ye Qingting is different from herself. She clearly realizes this, but is he different from herself out of the same affection? She looks down at her bulging handbag and has been wandering for a long time. It seems that she is finally slightly biased today.
This kind of feeling came too suddenly to prepare her. She seemed to be immersed in the illusory black and sweet village, and her thoughts were immersed in the illusion. She didn’t feel the heavy weight in her hand until she heard Xie You’s words. It was not a dream. It seemed that she really slowed down. God believed that the dream that she didn’t dare to think came true.
Then try to keep calm and urge her to leave in a hurry before breaking the work.
He is fond of himself.
She really wants to laugh.
But today, Yin Junyu doesn’t. She can no longer be so careful to follow behind and find any topic to go with him.
However, she left first.
Thought of here, she raised the radian of her lip angle and quickly pulled out her hand and covered her forehead with regret.
A pedestrian looked strangely at the girl whose expression suddenly changed as she walked. Ling Xiquan noticed his strange eyes and immediately let go of her tangled expression and walked to the road to wait for the green light.
Street trees mottled with sunlight through her skin, and her heart was already gorgeous.
It was misty on Monday morning, and the gray-blue sky has not seen the sun for a long time. It is gloomy and boundless. There is no sunshine this season, and the weather is always cold and cold in winter.
When Ling Xiquan came to school, several students wearing ribbons had already remembered at the school gate that their class had just been on duty for two weeks before, and it should be Class Three’s turn to be on duty this week.
There were not many people in the class when she walked into the classroom. At first glance, she saw that there was a bag on the seat at the front table. She sat back in her seat with a good mood for a few minutes. It didn’t take long for Lv Xining to trot into the classroom. "Ling, Ling Xiquan, you run so fast that I can’t chase you."
"Behind you and me" looked at her panting and asked Lingxiquan in surprise.
"Otherwise?" Lv Xining grumpily turned supercilious look.
Suddenly there was three knocks at the door of the classroom. She should look at a quiet girl with glasses and timidly ask, "Is there a Lingxiquan in your class?"