Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Lu Yi still remembers that when she was ten years old, her eyes as deep as the sea trembled slightly in the dark alley.

The boy walked slowly to Lu Yi and pulled her up from the ground. Patted the dust on her shoulder and laughed.

He put out his hand to dry Lu Yi's tears and pretended to be a mature voice. Vaguely remembered, he said.

Stop crying. It won't look good.

Ten years later, perhaps God's will, Lu Yi's mind has been haunting his eyes.

Trembling and complaining of pain, she still pulled her up from the abyss, and she wanted to stay.

But he was like a dandelion and disappeared in a moment.

In another spring, the plum blossoms fell, and then the pear blossoms opened on the tree, and the delicate petals exuded a fragrance.

The girl on the bicycle sang softly in the big forest, which startled the birds in the tree.

In the third year of senior high school, students are particularly busy, and so is Lu Yi. She wants to go to college to find the dandelion in her heart.

The boy she is thinking about may be far away now. But she knows that only by making herself better can she succeed

Can be worthy of the young man in his heart, although he doesn't know his name, his figure is still in Lu Yi's mind.

When did you start liking him? Mo Qingfeng knocks Lu Yi's head with a pen. He smiles with malice

Asked.

Lu Yi shook his head, some lonely eyes, biting the nib, ten years ago.

Mo Qingfeng and Lu Yi have always been close friends. They explain that there will be pure friendship between men and women, even in the same quilt

In, it's just as simple as telling a story.

Ten years ago, I was driven out of my house by my stepmother, robbed and abandoned. Lu Yi was stunned when she heard Mo Qingfeng's words. The memories at that time made her heart a little cold. He saved me and told me not to cry. But I wanted to see his face, but he had gone.

Mo Qingfeng looked at Lu Yi with a positive look. His eyes were obviously different. He still advised him as always. It has been ten years, even if

You remember him, and he may not remember you.

His words made Lu Yi's heart a little worried. He bowed his head and depicted a boy who didn't exist on the drawing paper. His heart hurt forever

Endless. Her hoarse mouth, breeze, stop talking.

Mo Qingfeng's smile was fleeting. He patted Lu Yi's head. His eyes deliberately avoided her line of sight and coughed

Two times, he turned around and scribbled on the drawing paper.

Mo Qingfeng's thoughts are very chaotic. He blurted out a sentence almost, but he was stifled to his heart.

Lu Yi, in fact, I like you very much. It's a pity that you don't know.

There is no joy in the life of senior three. Both Lu Yi and Mo Qingfeng study science. From the beginning to now, Lu Yi and Mo Qingfeng have studied science

Qingfeng is matched with each other. Lu Yi likes mathematics and Mo Qingfeng loves physics.

Obviously, they are two related disciplines, but they are still somewhat alienated. Like Lu Yi and Mo Qingfeng, they are the same subjects with good relationship

But I don't know where the taste has changed, resulting in a sense of distance.

In the afternoon, the teacher sent the volunteer list to each student. Mo Qingfeng was a little confused. He looked at the serious Qin Ming around him

Lu, push her with your arm.

Mo Qingfeng held his pen and asked in a low voice, Lu Lu, what university are you going to apply for?

Lu Yi reacted. She took the pen and filled in s without thinking. She didn't hesitate. After filling it out,

Give it to the teacher in front. The teacher looked at it and smiled kindly. She said, Lu Yi, come on.

Lu Yiyi nodded. Her smile was like a pear flower in spring, pure and without any impurities.

Mo Qingfeng was stunned. He held the pen tightly and drew a check mark in the column of A.

Lu Yi will never know what his heart trembles when Mo Qingfeng draws this check sign, nor will he know this

Right sign, spent all his confidence and courage in his life.

Lu Yi mischievously looked at Mo Qingfeng's volunteer list and looked at Mo Qingfeng with some disappointed eyes. How do you report a?

In this way, we can't meet frequently and become deskmates.

Mo Qingfeng's smile at this time is more ugly than crying. His voice is low and painful. No matter how hard I try, I won't take the exam

Less than the edge of the s major fraction line.

Lu 11 smiles. It doesn't matter. You can work hard.

Mo Qingfeng tut tut twice and turned away from her. It was not once or twice that they played a small temper, but this time Mo Qingfeng was particularly angry

In silence, he held the report card tightly, his fingerbones showed terrible white, and his eyebrows were not relaxed at all.

After he handed the volunteer list to the teacher, he was a little depressed and lying on the table. In fact, he wanted to cry and have a big hair with Lu Yi

bad temper.

Suddenly, there was a long silence between them. This silence, with a pathetic atmosphere, surrounded by layers and never dispersed.

Lu Yi gently tapped Mo Qingfeng's arm with a pen. Her expression was like a kitten, with fear and innocence.

Mo Qingfeng suddenly looked up and locked his eyes on her. At that moment, Lu Yi was stunned.

Until the bell pulled back their thoughts, Lu Yi closed his eyes and shook his head.

She even looked at Mo Qingfeng for so long, and her face was not red and her heart did not jump. Is she a puppet?

During the whole class, Mo Qingfeng's thoughts were not in his study. From time to time, he looked at Lu Yi's side face and was absorbed.

The teacher also seemed to find out some clues. A shout interrupted Mo Qingfeng's thoughts.

The teacher on the podium pointed to the blackboard with a wooden stick. His sharp eyes seemed to see through Mo Qingfeng. Mo Qingfeng, the choice of this question

What is it?

Mo Qingfeng was anxious, but suddenly found a blue post it note in front of him.

He suddenly smiled and replied, choose a, and the formula can be solved.

Seeing Mo Qingfeng's smooth answer to this question, the teacher was pleased to let him sit down.

Mo Qingfeng pasted it to Lu Yi's ear and said softly, thank you.

Lu Yi shyly covered his face, nodded and accepted his thanks.

Mo Qingfeng always holds this blue post it note, because under this post it note, she draws a smiling face.

After school, Mo Qingfeng pushed his bike out of the shed. He handed it to Lu Yi. Be careful on the way. Don't look at the pear

Flower is distracted, and don't think about him. It's dangerous.

Lu Yi shook his head and thought it was a habit. Don't worry, I'll be careful.

At the moment Lu Yi turned around, Mo Qingfeng's faint voice came into his ear. Do you want to wait for him?

Mo Qingfeng, standing in place, has a trace of vicissitudes on his face. He hangs his head, and her answer has always been in his mind.

I'll wait, ten years, twenty years, thirty years. Even if I waste all ten years of my life, it's worth it.