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Seemingly noticing that she was being watched, the girl's eyes turned around.

　　Only then did Qiao Si Yue notice that she had a pair of beautiful almond eyes with long eyelashes.

　　"Something wrong?"The voice from the opposite side was a little hesitant.

　　Qiao Si Yue's breath froze, a blush of being caught in the act rose on her face, and she busily shook her head.

　　The long-haired girl didn't take it to heart, and continued to talk to her partner on her side, this time changing the topic, "I heard Big Mouth say that yesterday he and the vocational high school next door had a firefight game in an internet cafe, and beat the crap out of Zhang Patrol's pricks."

　　"What game? I heard before that he plays World of Warcraft like a thief."

　　The girl couldn't stop laughing, "What World of Warcraft, it's □□ Hall."

　　The sound of conversation slowly faded away.

　　After the people left, Qiao Siyue slackened the air that was blocked in her chest, pursed her dry lips, put back the exercise book that she had brought with her, picked out two sets of math and geography tests, and went to the counter to settle the bill.

　　The glass automatic door opened, and the dark world outside the house ran into the bottom of the eye.

　　Looking at this weather, it was estimated that it would rain heavily before long.

　　Qiao Si Yue had just pulled out her umbrella from her bag when her afterglow caught a glimpse of a few boys walking on the opposite sidewalk, hooking shoulders.

　　The tallest one was wearing a gray short-sleeved hooded sweatshirt and denim midriffs, his calves were slender, and his muscles had a noticeable tightness when he landed.

　　Boom of thunder, he casually pocketed the hood of the sweatshirt on top of his head, his bangs were bent, almost covering his eyes, and the half of the line exposed outside was clean and sharp, as beautiful as the texture of the muscles in his legs.

　　Qiao Si Yue's heart was also thundering.

　　The inch-headed boy laughed without a proper form, "You guys are not seeing, after our wanton child's 360-degree no-death angle KO Zhang patrol, that wimpy face is just like broccoli, too green to look at."

　　There's that name again.

　　In certain aspects, girls were extremely observant, especially when it came to feelings.

　　After a bit of peeling off the threads, Qiao Si Yue had a guess in her heart: he should be the Lin Yu Si that the girl was talking about.

　　Lin Yu Si

　　How to write the other two words?

　　Qiao Si Yue barely managed to pull herself back from her rummaging thoughts, her eyes firmly focused on one spot.

　　He was grinning with hooked lips, with a bit of gangliness she had never seen before, and more than anything else, he was arrogant.

　　The sky was heavy, and a torrential downpour came.

　　Qiao Si Yue heart with a roar, about to explode.

　　He appeared suddenly, like this rainstorm in early summer, came ferociously and warmly, without covering and pouring into her heart.

　　A cab came from afar, one of the boys waved his hand and stopped it, several people got into the car together, and the sound of laughter followed and broke.

　　Qiao Si Yue footsteps suddenly stopped, as if being cast a spell, standing on the floor closure of the buckle strip motionless.

　　Until someone also came out of the store, shoulder collided with her, only to pull back her consciousness that had been drifting away for a long time.

　　As if haunted, she ran into the rain with little hesitation.

　　Within seconds, the cab couldn't even see her ass, and she came to a sudden stop.

　　When she returned home, she was soaked to the skin.

　　Su Rong has not yet returned, the only person at home is Fang Huizhen, seeing her wretched appearance, did not say anything, lazily sitting on the sofa.

　　The water heater goes on and off, Qiao Si Yue nearly got scalded, shortened the shower time to five minutes, found a wide T-shirt to change into, and hastily blow-dried her hair in the bathroom.

　　After returning to her room, she took out her newly purchased exercises and tried to push his figure out of her mind.

　　The MP3 had been on standby, and once the headphones were plugged in, Leslie Cheung's voice drifted into her ears.

　　The last few lines made Qiao Si Yue's heart heat up slightly.

　　The winds and the rainstorms / are burning because of you

　　I just want to catch up with every second of my life.

　　How ridiculous it was

　　You're the real goal/Chase after chase after chase

　　The tip of her pen paused, the ends of her eyes dropping.

　　Under the dense black print, there was the word "solve".

　　The penmanship was strong and elegant, the last stroke raised a small hook with a peak, so strong that it pierced the thin paper.

　　--There is a solution but no answer.

　　But just tonight, Qiao Si Yue for the first time knew that unilaterally liking someone turned out to be so unfair.

　　He didn't need to do anything at all, only leaving her with a fleeting sideways glance, but it could make her soulful for a whole day.