Chapter 179: School grass boyfriend is only a ghost (51)

[4th plane]
[Pendant and Fan]
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The bright sunshine outside the window and the warm atmosphere make it ideal for sleeping.
The teenager got up from the table lazily and snorted for a while. Because of the pillow on the arm, there was a small piece of blush on the white cheek, lined with his delicate and beautiful eyebrows, and his face was a little cold and lazy.
The girls who secretly looked at him could not help but sneak a red face and bowed their heads.
The slender hand lay down and groped into a small pendant doll in the desk. The young boy’s light was paused and the kitten was taken out.
He put it on the table, with his beautiful eyes lowered, watching the sun shine through the crystal kitten's body and cast a small piece of crystal reflection on the paper.
After watching it for a while, he took it up again and continued to lie on the table lazily.
The teacher on the podium squinted, remembered the outstanding achievements and background of the youngster, and had no choice but to see it and continued to talk about his class.
The days are so salty and not too light.
Until the end of a morning exercise, the boy in white clothes returned to the classroom and habitually reached for the kitten, but unexpectedly fell empty.
He squatted slightly.
Exquisite eyebrows, he pulled the chair open, half-squatted down, and swept his desk - really did not.
After a long while, he stood up without any expression, pulled the chair, and sat down.
...just a pendant.
He thought, rubbing his petal-like thin lips, his white face resting on his arm and blinking.
But the girl who has been paying attention to him has been stunned to see that the teenager is squinting in the eyes, the shadow of the eyelashes is faint, it seems that it was a while, and then, even the grievances, the appearance is pitiful.
...God.
The apex of the girls was uncontrollably, and some people looked away from the line of sight, lest they continue to be confused by the amazing beauty. How can anyone in this world be so beautiful? Is this still human?
It’s okay when it’s cold. This is the first time you see him with such a sullen expression.
Since then, the changes in the juvenile have become apparent.
Almost everything is languid, the past morning exercises are expressionless and careless, but at least they will be lazy and stare at the square. After that day, he always kept his head down, and his eyes were like a daze.
He is thinking about a dream.
After the kitten was lost, he often dreamed of the same scene—the bridge at night, a little girl with a vague face, holding his clothes corner with a small handcuffs, and the big eyes could not help sweeping the gadgets on the ground. But clever and sensible.
I don't know why, I want her to laugh.
He threw her a small pendant on the ground, because she felt that the kitten looked a little like her. Not surprisingly, I saw the little girl’s eyes lit up, holding the pendant in joy, and staring at him.
The slender fingers reached the lips, and the juvenile's lips flashed a subtle smile, "go away."
The little girl hurriedly followed suit.
The people passing by the bridge have cast amazing eyes, the girl is small and natural, but the young boy in front is more beautiful and beautiful, not as beautiful as real people.
He has always disliked being noticed, so he almost never went to a crowded place. That was an exception.
After squinting at the girl with the pendant behind her, the teenager stopped and lowered her low voice: "Lead."
The girl groaned and reached out.
Small, placed in the juvenile palm.
One release is a lifetime.