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Chapter 103 In the dark, the promise remains unchanged

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    During the break between classes, Wen Mengmeng stood up, chatting and laughing with the girls behind her.  I suddenly had a hallucination.  How wonderful it would be if Wen Mengmeng was Yan Nan, who would allow me to see her every day, to see her laugh, to appreciate her silently, to see her cry, and to persuade her to coax her patiently.  Yan Nan was not by her side, but Wen Mengmeng was by her side.

    Wen Mengmeng is not Yan Nan, so I feel a layer of sadness in my heart.  I don't know where Yan Nan is now. She has been admitted to a university, but which university is she in?

    In the dark, are she and I being held or tied together by a red thread?

    One day, I will be led by God to let me be admitted to a certain university that I hit. On a certain day, in the aisle of the university campus, I met her suddenly.  Holding an umbrella in the rain, or in the rush of people, I looked up and saw her, and she looked up and saw me.

    I would stand still in a daze, not knowing what to do with joy, but she smiled at me, threw open the umbrella, rushed up and hugged me tightly, shed tears, and she would cry and say, "How did you  Come on, let me wait for you, I have been waiting for you for too long."

    Dream.  The pendulum "dang-dang-dang" struck three times rhythmically, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon. After I got home, I sat there for three hours.  It has been raining for two days in a row, and it started raining when Da was rushing home from school at noon yesterday, and it is still raining until now.

    The autumn rain is silky, and it is endless.  My yearning for Yan Nan is also like this autumn rain, damp and desolate.  The temperature plummeted, and a shirt was put on over the t-shirt.

    I walked to the door and looked up at the sky. The sky was very evenly overcast and drowsy. The mountains in the distance were covered with a sea of ??fog, and there was a very clear line where the ridge and the sky bordered.  The line bends all the way, but it disappears halfway, covered by fog.

    There is a darker patch in the fog, which seems to be a mountain farther away, completely covered by fog.  How nice it would be if someone was covered by something so that no one could see him.  He can skip going to school and go to a place where no one knows how to suffer. He can lick his wounds well.

    When I was in school, I often went to sit in a hidden corner in the garden.  Only when there is no disturbance from others can one's heart be completely relaxed and quiet.  There is a stone bench seat surrounded by clusters of tall cypress trees.  Beside the cypress tree, there are many hollies, which are trimmed round, like a big ball, resting here.  Suddenly looking at this, the balls seem to be rolling and turning.

    In front of the stone bench is a round flower bed, most of which are flowerless branches, probably being lighted by people.  One day, among thousands of bushes, I found a red rose in full bloom, with some dewdrops piled inside the flower.  I can't stand in the middle of these branches and bend down to smell the flowers. People will see me and think I'm crazy.  I picked the flowers carefully.  Put it on the nose, it is very fragrant, very thick and fragrant.

    I put it in my pocket, went back to the classroom, and openly took out a rose in front of my classmates to smell it, wouldn't it make people laugh?  You, don't think too much, just take the sheep and bring it here."

    Wen Mengmeng let out a scream first, staring at the flower in front of her eyes, carefully pinched the branch under the flower, and took it.

    The classmates next to me laughed.  The three girls behind were all teasing Wen Mengmeng.  Wen Mengmeng turned her head, holding a rose in her hand, winking and teasing at them.  He took it to his nose, sniffed it, and waved to them again.  Turning around, bowing his head, he sniffed carefully again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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