Delinquent youth, hot-blooded and wild!
Wang Hao, who was bullied and ostracized by his classmates for three years in junior high, thought things would change when he came to Chengnan High Sc...
"Look at my wife." I joked and sat next to Taozi. It's strange, whenever I'm with Taozi, I can't help joking with her. I used to be quiet and taciturn, and I was definitely not so talkative.
Taozi snorted and turned away, but I could clearly see her laughing secretly. "Hey, don't ignore me." I pulled Taozi's arm, "You haven't explained why you had a stomachache last time?"
Actually, I later asked my classmates and they figured out what menstruation was. But it was strange that whenever I was with Taozi, I seemed to become a shameless little hooligan and a little scoundrel who dared to say anything.
"It's none of your business." Taozi frowned and made an attitude that said, "I will never pay attention to you again."
I was bored and didn't know what to do. Just then, a few girls came over. They were from Taozi's dormitory. They laughed at me. "Wang Hao, why haven't you come for a few days?" "Wang Hao, our Taozi misses you." "Yes, yes, Taozi doesn't go back to the dormitory after evening self-study every day. She must stay for half an hour before leaving."
"Hey, stop talking nonsense." Taozi blushed and scolded the people around her. But they ignored her and continued to joke around. Someone said that they heard Taozi talking in her sleep once, and she called out "Wang Hao's" name.
"Oh, I'm not going to pay attention to you." Taozi's face turned as red as a tomato, and she immediately stood up and was about to leave.
Several girls quickly pulled her back and said, "Okay, okay, we won't disturb you two anymore. Keep chatting and we're leaving."
After they all left, I smiled and said, "Are you really waiting for me every night?" Taozi snorted, "I'm obviously reviewing my lessons, how can I be waiting for you? Don't listen to their nonsense."
"Then what about calling my name in the dream?" I looked at Taozi with a playful smile, feeling very proud.
"I don't know anything about this. I guess they made it up." Taozi lowered her head, her face so hot that she could have made an omelet on it.
"I don't think so." I said with a grin, "I guess we have a telepathic connection. My roommates also said that I called your name when I went to sleep at night." I just made this up casually. I said it just because I like to make fun of Taozi.
But Taozi suddenly turned her head and said with joy: "Really?"
For a moment, I really wanted to tell her the truth and tell her that I was joking. But seeing how happy she was, and thinking of her disappointment after hearing the truth, I couldn't help but say, "Of course it's true." And I laughed to cover up my guilty conscience.
"You're coaxing me again!" Although Taozi said that, I could tell she was really happy. I could only respond with a silly smile.
Taozi asked again: "How are you and Xia Xue doing? Did you catch up with her last time?"
"I didn't succeed." I shrugged and said helplessly, "She broke up with me the next day."
I thought Taozi would be very happy to hear this, but unexpectedly she looked solemn and ashamed.
"I'm sorry." Taozi said, "If it weren't for me, you would also..."
"It's okay." I waved my hand. What a kind and good girl... Although Xia Xue is also kind and innocent, she is not as generous as Taozi. I always compare the two unconsciously, and always come to the conclusion that Xia Xue is not as good as Taozi. But if the two girls stand in front of me, I will still choose Xia Xue without hesitation. Are all men really cheap?
"I know you still like her." Taozi suddenly spoke, which scared me. I thought she could read my mind and know what I was thinking. "If you can't let it go, go find her and make peace with her. Girls, you can always coax them."
"Yeah." I nodded and said, "Wait a few days, let's wait until she calms down." My tone became lower, "It's just... I'm sorry to have wronged you..."
"It's okay." Taozi smiled, "I'm very happy to have it with me." Then she moved her hand away. I saw the black leather notebook on the table, which was filled with my analysis of Shakespeare's works.
Bad Youth