When I was in primary school, what impressed me the most was the 38th parallel, which did not cross each other. The current rules are generally like the five principles of peace, but most of the time they are not peaceful. At that time, my deskmate always took my pen away inadvertently, or hid my things and bickered from time to time. As a happy woman, of course I can't let her go, so every time it's a century war, I'm chased all over the playground. I don't feel anything now, but I'm about to explode with anger. I think I can kill him with a knife.
My deskmate is a boy in grade one. I think he is the most handsome in the class. He even secretly fell in love with flowers for a while before becoming a deskmate, but the reality is always cruel. I didn't realize his true colors until I became a deskmate with him. Maybe he has ADHD. I remember once he kept talking to me in English class. I ignored him, and he said, go jump off a building, and you didn't answer. What are you doing alive? Now that I think about it, his logical thinking is really messy.
As a result, the scene of talking in class was seen by the teacher. The English teacher asked what we were talking about. I said he asked me to jump off a building. As a result, the teacher danced and the whole class burst into laughter. As a young girl, I suddenly felt caught in bed. It is obvious that I am accusing him, but it has become a "show of love."
The high school deskmate has finally changed to a girl, who looks soft and soft, like sister Lin. I thought I finally met an angel, but I didn't expect it to be a "woman" full of interest. Suddenly there was an extra hand on my thigh during class. When I failed, I found that my face did not change color and my heart did not jump. I am a girl, but I am still straight. Why do I "meet inhuman people"? Is it because my beauty is too strong to cover my sharpness, so the peach blossom is too strong? I used to feel very angry, but now it has become a beautiful memory. I don't have a deskmate anymore, and I can't go back to the day when I dared to laugh. ...