Be positive and optimistic, and don't hold grudges.
Common name: forgetful.
Wanyue glanced at the hands she and Wen Xinyue were holding together.
One big and one small.
One was slender and long. Wanyue pinched it and found it was still very soft.
As for the other one, it was fleshy, fat and white.
Oh, let’s not talk about it.
The two walked back to the classroom hand in hand.
When I reached the classroom door, I was blocked by someone.
The boy was about 1.8 meters tall, with neat short hair. His school uniform was loosely draped over his body, and the rose-red earrings on his ears were shining brightly.
Bright and flamboyant.
Xia Jin glanced at Wanyue lightly, then his gaze fell on Wen Xinyue beside him. "Wen Xinyue, are you okay?"
Wen Xinyue hunched her shoulders when she saw Xia Jin. She looked a little scared and lowered her voice by more than a degree. "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Xia."
Xia Jin: "I told you, you don't have to be afraid of me."
Xia Jin hammered his hand against the wall next to him, looking depressed.
Wen Xinyue's chin almost hit her neck when she heard the sound of the wall.
He told people not to be afraid, but he was pounding the wall so loudly.
I'm afraid there's something fishy going on in his brain.
Wanyue shook their joined hands, "Mr. Wen, class is about to start. We should go into the classroom."
After Wanyue finished speaking, Wen Xinyue looked up as if she had finally found a reason and said casually, "We are about to go to class. Goodbye, Xia!"
After saying that, Wen Xinyue pulled Wanyue and ran into the classroom. She looked so anxious, as if a monster was chasing her.
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