Gu Ling

My name is, what is my name? In short, my name is not Gu Ling. I am a lonely soul who came to this world.I know everything about this story, and how the boy who was as bright as the sun went to despair step by step.I feel sorry for him, but so what?I'm just a lonely soul.

It was a sunny afternoon, in the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], City No. [-] Middle School, a teenager was lying on the table, the sunlight refracted lazily on him through the window sill, his dark hair was illuminated a little orange, almost The strands of hair swayed with the wind, making one unable to resist reaching out to flatten them.

Gu Lang, go play.

When Gu Lang heard the shout, he replied without raising his head, "Hey, come here."Then he took out his schoolbag from the desk and threw it on his shoulder, indescribably unrestrained and unrestrained, indescribably youthful pride.

Everyone in No. [-] Middle School knows that there is a boy named Gu Lang in the second grade of the senior high school. He is the school girl of the No. [-] Middle School.

At that time, almost all girls of that age liked handsome boys with clean eyebrows and clean clothes.

And Gu Lang is such a boy, even his smile is abnormally clean.

At that time, he had excellent grades and was liked by the teachers; he was good-looking and secretly liked by a group of girls; he played basketball well, he was not a nerd, and there were a group of boys with good relationships as brothers in the school.In short, the limelight is the same for a while.

And I, who was originally a lonely soul, became the one behind Gu Lang at some time, a slender, well-behaved child, with Gu Lang's youthful side face on his head, and Gu Lang's washed and brightened eyebrows on his lower eyebrows... sneakers.