Small words are that the second grade of Shannan High School is a student. The character is a bit introverted, and as soon as the girl jokes with him, he will blush.
Xiaoyan likes Kerr. She is the squad leader of their class. She is a girl with the vitality of the sun and dazzling light, but Xiaoyan never said to her.
June 23rd. It’s very late for Xiaoyan to finish the duty day. Today’s sky is very strange. The clouds are overcast. The wind is spreading its claws like something. The pedestrians on the street are rushing, as if they are fleeing something.
“It’s going to rain soon…” Xiao Yan thought to himself and speeded up his pace to go home.
Xiaoyan’s home was on the 14th floor of Jinji Building. When he was about to reach the door of the building, Xiaoyan ran into an old woman in black clothes and nearly knocked over her 3 hands. Thing-a pot of flowers.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Xiaoyan was busy apologizing.
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The old woman in front of him stared at him with a vicious eye, and the turbid eyeballs showed a creepy cold light like a needle, It was like a letter from a viper, and the intricate wrinkles on his face were like rivers of hell, cursing everything in the world.
But he didn’t see the small words, he only looked at the flowers in his hand. So fresh, so elegant, so vulgar, glowing a light moon blue, as quiet as the eyes of a lover. He had no interest in flowers, but he didn’t know why he wanted it very much.
He looked up at her a little embarrassedly, not knowing how to speak to this stranger. Who knows, she seemed to see his mind and looked at him with a very kind eyes: “Child, do you want it?” No one’s expression can turn so fast in such a short time, But she did, she now looks kinder than Virgin Mary.
Xiao Yan didn’t expect what she would ask: “Yeah, I really want to, but, mother-in-law you…”
“If you want I’ll give it to you. It’s useless for me to keep, but take good care of her.”
“Okay, I will definitely, thank you, mother-in-law, I will. .”
Looking at this boy who was careless and holding the pot of flowers away with joy, the old woman’s face showed a greasy grin, her voice. At the end, a hoarse laugh like a bellows: “Hehehehe…”
He took out the key and opened the door. His parents were all in the field, and he was the only one in his family.
He carefully put the pot of flowers that he could not put down in his bedroom.