"There are still seven days before the college entrance examination."
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songlu"No one needs to wait for anyone"
Song Lu didn't look directly at Yan Haoxiang, just turned his head.
Yan Haoxiang's eyes were so real that Song Lu forgot that the boy who had warned her viciously was not him.
Song Lu did not let Yan Haoxiang finish his sentence.
songlu"We don't owe anyone."
Song Lu broke free from Yan Haoxiang's hand holding his wrist.
This is not the male protagonist of the novel, he is just an ordinary male high school student, just a person of flesh and blood.
He is not as gloomy as described in the novel, he is just a person with real feelings now.
Song Lu has to respect Yan Haoxiang, not just Yan Haoxiang, but everyone here will be respected.
Fiction... is not just fiction anymore.
Waiting goes both ways.
No one has to wait for anyone.
No one owes anyone.
In fact, living your own life is enough.
She is Song Lu, a real Song Lu.
Song Lu does not owe Yan Haoxiang, so in the case of Song Lu reluctance, Song Lu is not obliged to agree to Yan Haoxiang's request.
Accepting someone's love rashly is not a responsible performance.
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This afternoon, Zhang Zhenyuan went home two classes ahead of schedule, and He Junlin also had extra-curricular make-up lessons, so today was also Song Lu's day to go home alone.
It was the first time he had been in this world for so long. Song Lu felt very flustered, and he always felt that something bad would happen.
Song Lu quickened his pace and quickly returned home.
As soon as he got off the elevator, Song Lu clearly heard the quarrel. When he heard it carefully, he couldn't understand what they were arguing about.
Song Lu stood at his own entrance. When he just came over, the door of his house was not related, and the quarrel came out of his house.
As soon as Song Lu entered the door, he saw a mess in the house, and Zhang Zhenyuan just stood by and did nothing.
Seeing Song Lu appear at home, Zhang Zhenyuan's mother stepped forward and wanted to beat Song Lu.
Song Lu subconsciously looked at Zhang Zhenyuan, but he didn't move at all, just looked at himself coldly.
With a "pop" sound.
In the end, the slap still did not fall on Song Lu's face, but steadily fell on the face of He Junlin who suddenly appeared in front of Song Lu.
hejunlin"Auntie, do you have anything to say?"
hejunlin"There's no need to do it, right?"
He Junlin stretched out his hand and rubbed the flushed cheeks hit by Zhang Zhenyuan's mother.
It really hurts.
nvpeitatiantianzaibaoming"Say it well?"
Zhang Zhenyuan's mother smiled, a little desolate and lonely.
In Song Lu's impression, Zhang Zhenyuan's mother has always been an elegant person.
She wouldn't have acted so recklessly.
But today, Song Lu really saw it, and this reckless behavior was aimed at himself.
Because the slap didn't fall on Song Lu's face, Zhang Zhenyuan's mother seemed to be a little angry and picked up the vase on the side and smashed it at Song Lu's side.
The vase shattered into pieces in front of Song Lu.
Zhang Zhenyuan's mother's only reason told her not to hit Song Lu.
nvpeitatiantianzaibaoming"It has nothing to do with the deer"
nvpeitatiantianzaibaoming"What are you angry about coming at me?"
Song Lu's mother said in a hoarse voice.
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lihuchuan"The plot requires"
lihuchuan"Don't Characters Rise"
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