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Chapter 48 Love Never Says No, Sincerely Never Says Regret

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    Love never says defeat, sincerity never says regret, start here

    No matter how difficult life is, time still has to pass day by day, and we will not stop moving forward just because someone has suffered.

    It's the last semester of the third year of high school.  Bring the corn stalks home in autumn.  Lazy and stingy farmers spread out the corn stalks and spread them on the road for passers-by and vehicles to crush them.

    We got off the bus and had to walk a long way to get to school.

    The front of the school was originally very wide, but later the villagers built houses as they wished, only twisting the road in front of the school into a path with several bends.

    Passenger cars couldn't get in, only the headmaster's car barely made it's way back and forth through the alley and into the school: he heard what others said.

    What he saw with his own eyes was that many cars went into it. The bus driver was not only lazy, but more importantly, the road was covered with corn stalks, and he probably hated it.  This time I went to the city to take the exam, everyone should be able to copy well, and everyone is smiling.

    He bowed his head and strode, his heart flew home: his parents must be in the field, binding the felled corn stalks, filling the baskets with broken sticks, and pushing them home with difficulty.

    "Haha, look at your twisted braids. Yah, you look like a little girl." Ma Nannan's extremely magnetic voice sounded behind him. Her voice was hearty, a little thick, and steady, and every sentence seemed to have  Listen to the lingering sound, the lingering sound is curling and gentle, it sounds like the cry of a magpie, lively and lively.

    He followed the sound and turned around, a girl with a small and slim body.  One braid was clutched in front of her chest, and the other was in Ma Nannan's hand. They looked at it carefully and talked and laughed.  There were also several other girls in his class, who also surrounded the two of them, hugging each other, laughing as they walked.

    ah?  she!  The person who kicked his water glass during the art test.

    She Later he found out that her name was Yan Nan, and she was in the classroom next door to him.  He was in Class Ten, and she was in Class Nine. It was as if they had been possessed by a demon before, and they had never met each other. Since that day, they had been possessed by a demon again, meeting each other almost every day.

    Her eyes are surprisingly beautiful, the eyelashes seem to have been made up, and they stand upright one by one, making the eyes a bit blurred, the bridge of the nose is cold, and the lips are thin.

    People say that "the body resembles the spirit", and such appearance features have completely portrayed her cold and stubborn temper.

    A somewhat square face showed her Duanning temperament even more.  She is dressed plainly, without bright ornate ostentation, but the size of the clothes fits well. She has a thin face, not a plump and inflated chest. It is a bit flat and flat, only on the chest, not far below the thin neck, which is appropriate and beneficial.  There are two bracts raised slightly in the place.

    The clothes are a bit tight, but the feminine charm is still not lacking.  Her flat, thin eyebrows and flawless white skin made her unstoppably beautiful.  He was so drunk that he nearly fell down, couldn't move in a daze, and nearly tripped over a corn stalk under his feet.

    His face was hot, he didn't hear her laughter, they didn't notice him, and he regretted that he should have staggered so that she might

    The scene of this encounter at that time is scattered in his diary.  It is deep, deeply hit in his heart, like a hard iron nail driven into a tree trunk, it has grown, grown, and rusted for a long time.

    It is often a dull pain, because most of it is pain, and only a few fragments are happy.  People always like to have good memories, and they always try their best to forget the painful memories, but they are like devils, crushing and crushing people on the giant wheel of time time and time again.  It broke my heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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