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Xia Chen opened his mouth.

did not speak.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, lonely and withdrawn.

Clear and deep.

"If you are uncomfortable, don't get close. There are so many difficult moments in life, so don't make yourself uncomfortable. You are comfortable, and I am comfortable."

Xia Chen walked away.

My heart is full of emotion.

Perhaps, the best redemption is not to be involved in their brand new life.

48S…M?_________________________________

Xia Chen just left.

Just like his irresponsible life.

An Jingyue didn't know these things, and Xia Chen's departure inexplicably touched her heartstrings.

Since I recovered from my illness, some things have entangled me intentionally or unintentionally, and these inexplicable feelings have infested me.

And some illusory entanglements and feelings.

They are like an invisible thread, pulling me to do something.

This feeling was most obvious when I went to the Diamond Entertainment Club for the first time that day.

Whether it was after the illness or before the illness, it seemed that there was no reason to go to this kind of place, right? But I just went there, and I didn't feel anything wrong at the time.

Then it was a matter of course to meet this young man who gave me an unprecedented feeling.

Immediately followed by everything after this.

Inexplicable everything.

What I said just now was what I didn't want to say, but I really felt it.

But he still said it out, as if somewhere in the dark, his behavior was a little out of control when facing Xia Chen.

Why is this?

What is all this for?

An Jingyue didn't know, but she didn't feel a pity when she felt relieved at the moment.

She walked slowly along the road under the burned sky, ready to go back.

But in front of him, a familiar figure appeared.

If I remember correctly, she only had contact with the other party in the afternoon.

He... said he likes himself, he said his name is Xiang Sige?

An Jingyue raised her head and looked at Xiang Sige, who was carrying a schoolbag and wearing a school uniform, and was still smiling warmly under the gradually darkening sky.

"Student An Jingyue, haven't you come home yet?"

he asked.

All smiles.

But this kind of comfortable-looking smile made An Jingyue feel uncomfortable at all, even worse than that boy named Xia Chen who always sneered at her and dismissed her.

In layman's terms.

An Jingyue hated Xiang Sige's existence, and it was even more annoying that he always appeared in front of her blocking her way.

"…"

An Jingyue didn't speak, and looked at Xiang Sige calmly.

Looking at An Jingyue's silence, Xiang Sige stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head shyly, then smiled embarrassedly.

"I happened to have something to do...so I came out late. I'm not waiting for you here..."

"I didn't say that."

An Jingyue said in a deep voice, like a lonely person who doesn't get close to strangers.

He paused for a moment and looked at An Jingyue.

"Actually...it really doesn't matter if you reject me...I just...I just...Can I take you home?"

It seems that in front of his own goddess, there is no one who can't be a licking dog.

At this time, Xiang Sige may be the sunny and handsome boy in front of others, but in front of An Jingyue, he has no position at all.

At this time, his humble and humble appearance was enough to surprise everyone.

But people's feelings are not so easily transferred because of pity for a person.

If you don't like it, you don't like it.

Even Xiang Sige's skin looks much better than that boy named Xia Chen.But not everything can be replaced by looks.

It feels even more impossible.

An Jingyue shook her head.

"We're out of the way, and I'm used to going home alone."

"Is that so... well then..."

Xiang Sige seemed helpless, he could only watch his goddess leave with an embarrassed and pitiful smile on his face.

Until the girl disappeared at the end of the corner.

The smile on Xiang Sige's face fell instantly.

It's like the sky above the head at this time, which seems to be completely darkened.

Xiang Sige's face was also covered by shadows.

The boy turned around, and with a gloomy face, he walked towards the school again.

Not going home, not going in any direction, but going back to school.Classes and even school are over.

The campus was empty at this time.

The gate had also been closed, but Xiang Sige walked around to the back, watching the wall that was almost two people high and turned over directly.

At this time, no one noticed him, and he knew very well that the school was being renovated these days, and things like cameras would not work after school.

His swagger is completely confident.

He walked into the teaching building and into the familiar classroom.

There, there was a figure who seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Seeing Xiang Sige's arrival, the slim figure walked over beaming.

"Sig, you're finally here, I thought you wouldn't come."

If other people saw the appearance of this girl who seemed to be acting like a baby at this time, they would definitely be amazed and stunned.

Because it is completely different from the image of this girl's usual little sister. At this time, Yang Xueying is like a little woman in love. Facing Xiang Sige, she only has the mind of love.

.

There was a strange smile on Sige's gloomy face at this time, and his eyes were slightly red.

But Yang Xueying in front of her didn't seem to feel anything, she was just immersed in the young man's smile.

"Why don't I come?"

Xiang Sige said with a smile.

"Because... I didn't do a good job in this matter today..." Like a little girl who made a mistake, Yang Xueying lowered her head slightly, admitting her mistake.

Xiang Sige shook his head.

"You have done a good job, it's just that you were unlucky today and met a difficult person."

Hearing Xiang Sige's words, Yang Xueying thought of a figure.

Almost gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"It's okay Sige, I'll find my brother tomorrow, stop him and beat him up! Don't let him interfere with An Jingyue's affairs!"

I heard Yang Xueying say that.

The smile on Xiang Sige's face became stronger and weirder.

He stretched out his hand, rolled up Yang Xueying's long hair, reached out and stroked the other's neck, and pinched her delicate muscles slightly (..some.Lu,..thorn;hedgehog.?cat',;: Pineapple, radish, bag;,: Crowd"chip;.Group:!7,!3;"8!8"6:2.0:,2"4,?Seven?③!:Eight::⑧".Six: '②;?Zero;,two.;④.

',) The skin actually just hits the blood vessel here.

"It's okay...don't worry about him. By the way, Xueying, does it still hurt?"

Hearing these words, Yang Xueying's face was covered with a strange flush.

It's like being emotional.

"No...it doesn't hurt anymore..."

Xiang Sig smiled and murmured softly.

"No, it hurts... it must have hurt. Because... my father, it hurts me to beat me."

Yang Xueying enjoys Xiang Sige's touch.

The look on his face was infatuated.

"No... Only in this way can I feel your love. I hope... just a little more pain, just a little more pain..."

Hearing this sentence, the smile on Xiang Sige's face gradually became ferocious, he stretched out his hand and took off his schoolbag.

Slowly pulled out a belt from inside.

Then she looked at Yang Xueying's wide eyes.

The laughter is indulgent and slutty.

The smile is ferocious and sick.

"That's right, you can only feel the existence of love if you suffer.... That's right... That's right, come on, wear your school uniform and take off your pants. It would be better if it hurts a little bit more."

No one would have thought.

Under the dark night.

In the campus that should be empty.

But there was a girl's melodious panting like a song, and a burst of crazy laughter.

And the continuous sound of the whip and the sound of the flesh.

As if hitting the face, it makes people feel... burning pain.

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In itself, memory is something worthy of deep hiding and praise.

The value of existence is probably to let people look back on their own life when they are dying.

It doesn't matter if it's ups and downs, it's good to sing or cry, it's full of regrets, or it's calm.

No one's memories are not worth hiding, and no one's memories can be fully shared.

Xia Chen sat on a bamboo chair, the young man who had just finished smoking a cigarette outside, sat leisurely on the chair, looking at the darkened starry sky.