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However, who would have thought that after signing the letter of intent for his father, Ying Guan changed it to "Liberal Arts".The head teacher talked to him, and Ying Guan was confident that no matter what he learned, he would have no problems.The teacher in charge only lamented what a pity, but only the person involved and Zhong Ling understood what this behavior meant.

So, on the day of the new semester, seeing Ying Guan entered the same classroom, Zhong Ling glanced at him coldly.The weather in September is still very hot, but Ying Guan feels cold.

Originally, this behavior was to get close to Zhong Ling, but now it backfired.

Ying Guan knew that he had made a mistake, but he didn't want to change it.

Today, Zhong Ling is not just a person to him.Instead, it became a kind of obsession, because he couldn't get what he wanted, but he had a stronger desire to get it in his heart. What he wanted to conquer was not Zhong Ling, but a hope he had fabricated himself.

However, he can't express this kind of concern, he has to maintain a positive, positive, and sunny image on the surface.He wants, he tries to melt that iceberg with his own sunlight.

Little did they know that a snow lotus had already bloomed on the cliff of the snow mountain.

After the second year of high school, Kan went home tomorrow once a month.It's really hard to meet her.

And it's no surprise that she got into the key science class, and the daily study tasks and pressure must be very heavy, so Zhong Ling didn't dare to disturb her easily.

In the past, the two always had a lot to talk about, and they were not limited to drawing or typing for a specific time. They usually sent each other what they thought of.But now, in order not to affect Kan tomorrow, Zhong Ling and Kan have reached an agreement to write down what they want to say in a small notebook and send it to each other every Wednesday and Saturday night.When I go home every month, I exchange each other's notebooks.

Zhong Ling's handwriting is not good-looking but elegant, while Kan Mingming's handwriting is very beautiful, and the handwriting of the two appears in the same notebook, which is surprisingly harmonious.

However, this week, Zhong Ling desperately wanted to see Kan tomorrow.

She has a lot of things she wants to say to Kan tomorrow, the most important thing is that she desperately wants to see Kan tomorrow in real life, and the Gu of longing is about to swallow her up.

So, she set foot on the narrow intercity bus again.Zhong Ling had a deep impression on these two cars when he sat for the first time.This car is very difficult to wait for, so every time I get in this car, I have to endure the situation that the car is full of people. The windows are a bit rigid and cannot be moved, or they have already been opened and cannot be closed.After she got on the bus that day, she couldn't find a box for swiping cards or inserting coins. She asked the driver and found out that there would be manual ticket sales later. Zhong Ling hadn't seen this kind of operation for a long time.After two stops, a bloated middle-aged man jumped into the car very lightly, without the need for a step in the middle.Zhong Ling sighed to himself.Then, starting from the back row, he asked where they were one by one, and then took out a stack of tickets from his pocket.Every time a person's money is collected, a ticket stub is torn.Anyway, Zhong Ling didn't understand the specific function of the ticket stub.

This time, it's okay.Not as crowded as last time.Zhong Ling sat in the back row by the window and began to close her eyes.She didn't tell Kan that she would come tomorrow. To put it mildly, she wanted to surprise her.The bloody plot seen in too many novels or TV dramas is that the surprises you think you give each other often have no good results, and you can always encounter something beyond your imagination.

Phew, what was I thinking.

Because of the previous experience, Zhong Ling's advantage of good memory was finally brought into play.Today is Saturday, according to the requirements of Kan tomorrow's school, classes will be held on Saturday.It was 03:30 in the afternoon, and there was still an hour before get out of class was over.

Zhong Ling intends to wander around casually.She didn't dare to go to the teaching building. Everyone was in the classroom at this time. If she pretended to pass by, the goal would be too big.

Then go to the cold drink shop and wait for her.When she returns to the dormitory, she will pass this way, and then rush to her.Will she feel unhappy?I didn't tell her in advance, what if she has other things and can't take care of me?Will I appear redundant?

However, the person has already arrived here, no matter what, this person must be seen today.