The complete works of Hua Huo's short stories

History was her fatal subject, and the reason why she became like a different person a few days before the exam. When I learned that there were classmates near the exam number, I was so excited that I hit the wall. I haven't lost. So in the eyes of the history teacher, Yingqi is still a "passing" student. But this time. Why didn't anyone text back? Why did you finally hand in a paper that was almost blank? ? "Why don't you reply to me?" Back to their own classroom to see each other still as if nothing had happened to the answer, Sakura seven eyes to breathe fire. Ah, you didn't send it to me. My deskmate answered in surprise, "I thought you could do it." Sakura seven rushed to answer that it was impossible for me to remember how familiar it was. Then he pulled out his cell phone and spoke plausibly. Finally, when he looked at the address he sent, the picture was dramatically frozen. A strange number. I told you, fool. My deskmate sighed and shook his head. It's not her, it's a mistake. Then who is this number? Sakura looked at the string of numbers in a daze, but soon the phone vibrated in her palm. Cue new information. She opened it silently, and sure enough, it was the number that had been inexplicably bombarded by herself. Watch with some guilt: "Who are you?" "I'm sorry I made a mistake." "Oh, nothing." Looking at the other side's good-tempered answer, Sakura Nu Nu closed his cell phone. Get down on the table with a sad face. In my mind, there are one history book after another, one bottle of ink after another, and one exercise book after another. A few days later, on a whim, Sakura turned over everything in her cell phone. Until the option stays in front of the strange number. She suddenly stuck out her tongue to moisten her dry lips, moved her fingers, and devilishly stopped in the column of sending messages. There's nothing to do anyway. The reason in my heart finally broke the last line of defense. "Hey, are you a boy or a girl?" Sakura asked. A few seconds later, the other person came back, "Man." "Ah.." Which classes? "Why so suddenly?"? I don't want to tell you. 。” "Well, can you tell me what it looks like?" The state of facing death unflinchingly. " …… The best I can say is that I wore a graffiti T-shirt today. It's Kakashi. There was no response after that. 【4】 After several classes, the mobile phone never vibrated again. Sakura seven to the end of the corridor to drink water, and then slowly pace back, but has clearly heard the opposite footsteps. Footsteps in one's own direction. It's a boy. Sakuraqi tilted his head doubtfully, sipping the rim of the cup and looking at it curiously. Boys are getting closer and closer. Finally, close to the illusion, stopped in front of her. In front of Sakura Qi, with his mouth wide open, he showed an incredible silly expression. Then he opened his mouth and said to Sakura Seven, collapsible pallet bin ,plastic bulk containers, "Are you Class Three?". The girl nodded quickly. Then please- "he took out a delicate diary from behind and handed it to her." Give this to Huitian in your class. " Sakura seven looked at the things in front of him, some unintelligible. The boy shrugged the things in his hands again, and then she finished buffering, "Oh, oh, oh," and went on. Thank you. He smiled and turned to leave. Wait a minute! "Sakuraqi called him.". The teenager then turned around and saw the girl's embarrassed and shy expression. "Are you the only one in school who wears this kind of clothes?" This kind of clothes means that on the white cloth, the brush is scribbled but realistic graffiti. Kakashi smiled at the camera with the make-out paradise. And that person, is to let oneself palpitate. Think day and night, dream of many times, but ultimately regret the end, that teenager. Sakura's heart is about to jump out. Confused for a moment, he immediately looked down at his clothes and smiled. "Probably today." The schoolboy says to make the gesture that leaves again, the word of Ying Qi seems to be more than this, hurriedly red face detains again, "can you make friends with you?!" It's very loud. Echoing in the empty corridor. It has a green and astringent taste. "Make friends?" He replied with a smile. Suspicious and surprised taste, silent, probably brewing or thinking, finally ready to open his mouth, Sakura seven added, "My name is Sakura seven!" His name is Sakura Seven. Act first and play later. "Well.." The corners of his mouth rippled with a gentle smile, "My name is Liang Yu." Ouyang, Liang Yu. The boy who takes out the garbage for himself. Huitian. I didn't say a word to myself at all in the class, and my seat was in the fourth group far away. My friends are all noble ladies, and I am very proud. But beauty is true, and good grades are true. It's also true that boys like it. Sakura seven looked down at the hands of the notebook, packaged very ambiguous, suddenly some sad. I seem to like him. She wasn't sure, but she thought it was true. From the considerate help in that afternoon, and the innocent smile, or now suddenly understand. Sakura seven fell in love at first sight. She put the diary on the bookcase and turned off the light. Start a long sleepless night. 【5】 The next day, dark circles. Early at the door of the classroom, Huitian intercepted Yingqi. Her expression seemed a little nervous, and she stretched out her clean white palm, "Liang and asked you to give me something?" The girl, who seemed to be feeling the unfinished sleepiness one second, woke up with a buzz in her head after hearing this sentence. There are three gilded characters in my mind: I forgot. Sakura looked up and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry." "Did you forget to bring it?" Huitian was dissatisfied. Tomorrow "You don't have the key to that thing, do you?" The meaning of blame and contempt is obvious. Sakura seven suddenly some dissatisfaction to Nu Nu mouth,ibc spill pallet, "rest assured, can not open." I don't like this girl from my heart. In class, Ying Qi opened Liang Yu's number again and sent a text message: "I am Ying Qi." Smacks of mischief. The heart is looking forward to each other's reaction. Quickly replied: "I know." 。 binpallet.com