She's tricking me again today

June 6, Sunday, overcast to light rain.

Her parents were not at home, so she asked me to go to her house to do homework together. They said they were doing it together, but in fact they just wanted to copy my homework. I don't know her little lungs and small intestines?

She called me to go, but she didn't get up yet, she opened the door for me sleepily, and said that she thought I would go there in the afternoon.

Her dazed appearance reminded me of the little hamster that my family used to raise.

I asked her to go back to sleep again, and wake her up after I finished my homework, and I could teach her by the way, so she went to sleep again.

In fact, my homework was short of the last two questions, and I finished it in less than 10 minutes.

But she fell asleep faster, and she was already in the dark before I put down my schoolbag. I guess she might not be able to wake up even if I carried her away and sold her.

I lay on the side of the bed and looked at her, she was stupid and slept with her mouth open, her teeth were quite white, but the tip of her tongue was a little too red, too gorgeous.

I like the feeling of pink and tender, like a little white rabbit, but I stared at her mouth for a long time.

Her lips are a bit thin. I don’t remember which magazine I read. It said that people with thin lips don’t taste good when kissed. Is this still a matter of taste?

I didn't know what kind of evil I was falling into, so I sneaked up to her and kissed her.

She didn't wake up, she was still sleeping like a dead pig.

And then, kissing doesn't really feel like it, it's just that the lips are a little soft when they touch each other. As for the taste, I can't tell without comparing it. Anyway, I don't hate it, it seems... I like it a little bit.

Ahhh!I'm really going to die, I suddenly realized that my first kiss was gone just like that!

By the way, hers are also gone, right?

If I think about it that way, I don't seem to be at a disadvantage.

But... if she finds out, will she kill me? ! ! ! !

On Wednesday, June 6, heavy rain.

I must have studied too much, my brain is a little abnormal, I was hiding from the rain at the bank gate with her just now, I actually thought her lips were very beautiful, remembering the bright red tongue tip I saw at her house that day, I suddenly wanted to take a bite !

And her wet clothes, why are they so obtrusive, I really want to tear them off!

I... I'd better stop thinking about it and do my homework quickly.

Thursday, February 6, overcast.

I had a headache, I had a dream last night, I couldn't believe it was my dream, in the dream I kept tearing her clothes, obviously there was only a white shirt, but I couldn't finish tearing it!

I must be under too much pressure from studying, I have to relax, go to grandma's house on Sunday, relax, and want to eat the braised noodles made by grandma.

June 6, Wednesday, sunny.

I had a dream again last night. In the dream, I not only tore off her clothes, but also hugged and kissed her, and even... touched her.

Her place is so soft, the dream is so real, as if it were real, I don't know what reality feels like?

June 7, Friday, sunny.

The exam is coming soon, and I actually dreamed of her again. I dreamed that I was holding hands with her and pressing the road on the street. I will see you tomorrow, why do I still dream?

it's wired.

July 7, Saturday, sunny to cloudy.

I checked on the Internet, it seems that I think about it every day and dream at night, and what I dream about is usually what I care about most in my heart. This seems to be true, she is my best friend, and I plan to have the one who will be with me for the rest of my life. kind.

June 7, Friday, sunny.

Finally finished the exam, liberated!

In the evening, I went to the pedestrian street with her to eat snacks. She bought chocolate ice cream, and it was a little black on the lips. It was obviously dirty, but I actually wanted to lick it off for her.

I must have been too relaxed just after the exam.

July 7, Saturday, light rain.

I couldn't believe it. I dreamed about her again last night. In the dream, she turned into a miniature person, just as big as my palm, and accidentally fell into the chocolate ice cream.

I fished her out, but her whole body was covered in dark chocolate. I looked for paper towels and other things to wipe her, but I couldn't find anything. She was so covered in chocolate that she couldn't breathe, so I had to help her lick it. , from head to toe, every inch was licked, every inch, even there, there, and...there, was not spared.

In the dream, I licked very happily, and I felt that I was a little abnormal.

January 7, Monday, overcast.

I checked the information on the Internet, I seem to be a bit homosexual, but I have no idea about other girls, it should not be, I must be thinking too much.

June 7, Wednesday, sunny.

I went swimming with her today, and saw her naked in the locker room. I had seen her before when we swam and took a bath together. Today, I don’t know what happened, and suddenly everything felt wrong.

Also, her place is bigger than in the dream, and my hands are not big, so I don't know if I can hold one hand like in the dream.

It is estimated that it is a bit difficult.

sky!What am I thinking? ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

October 7, Thursday, sunny.

I actually dreamed of her again, thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night, should it be so effective for me?

I dreamed that she was lying naked in a sea of ​​flowers and smiling at me, white gauze was flying everywhere, I lifted layers of white gauze and tried to get close to her, but I couldn’t get close, and then I In a hurry, she rushed over, kissing her and biting her through the white gauze, not just her mouth, but her whole body, here, there, and...

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !

Why do I have this dream?

I might actually be gay, it's so abnormal.

June 8, Wednesday, sunny.

I dreamed of her again, and it was even scarier than the previous ones. I dreamed that I put her on a leash and locked her in a big manor. , and did a lot of excessive things to her.

If I had known earlier, I would not have checked those messy things online.

I went to the library with her in the afternoon, I didn't even dare to look at her, I felt very sorry for her.

I'm sorry, Fang thought, I'm really sorry, I will definitely not dream of you next time.

June 8, Friday, sunny.

School will start tomorrow, but I'm a little scared. I've made up my mind not to dream about her again, but recently my dreams have become more and more frequent and terrifying!

If she knew that I had raped her so many times in my dream, she would probably be too scared to talk to me again.

Oops, I remembered the dream last night again, and I even clearly remember the feeling of my fingers inside.

How to do?

I think I'm going crazy!

Fang thought, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ! !

I really didn't intend to have this kind of dream, but I really can't control myself, I can't control my head!Why does it always dream and always dream!Really annoying!

I will try my best next time, try not to dream.

sorry……

Fang wants to...

i really hate myself...

Sunday, September 9, sunny.

Today she came to my house to play, and we played backgammon together, she was always cheating, she was very ladylike in front of others, but she was never shameless when she came to me.

She is lying on the bed, I am sitting, her neckline is a bit low, she is still not self-conscious, I can see clearly, she is still holding my hand in her arms, not allowing me to block her chess pieces .

She hugged her too tightly, my hand touched her directly, it really touched her directly, nothing separated me!

I feel like my hands are burning like hell, and my heart is beating so fast I can't stand it!

I was suddenly very scared, and I had the urge to grab her hard and push her down to block her thin lips.

I quickly withdrew my hand, pretending to be very angry to cover up, afraid that she would find out, and also afraid that she would hear my abnormal heartbeat.

She thought I was really angry and apologized to me quickly.

This is her that no one else has ever seen before. She is obedient and clever, and she keeps smiling at me flatteringly. The way she knelt on the bed and deliberately rubbed her hands like in TV dramas and shouted "Linlin, I was wrong" made me watch her more and more. The more palpitations.

She has no idea how cute she is.

She didn't even know the terrible thought that popped up in my mind at that moment.

I feel sorry for her, and I also feel that I have defiled her, and I am so disgusted that I want to obscenely love my friends!

What to do, what should I do?

I'm really afraid that one day I'll get hotheaded and do something irreparable.

January 10, Tuesday, sunny.

During the National Day holiday, I lied to her that I went to grandma's house, but she didn't come to see me.

It is better for me to keep a distance from her in the future.

But I still dreamed about her last night.

In the dream, I am getting worse and worse, but in the dream, she is getting better and better. No matter how I treat her, she always smiles at me.

She laughed when I kissed her, she laughed when I touched her, she laughed when I licked her, she smiled when I raped her.

Those thin lips are so beautiful when hooked up, the tip of the tongue is bright red, the lips are bright red, the teeth are small and white, I don’t know how to describe them, I just want to kiss her, bite her, and the tip of my tongue slides over every corner of her mouth , swept her teeth, then bit her lip, and the slippery tip of her tongue.

I don't know what kissing is like in reality, but in my dream I forbid her to close her eyes, I like to watch her beautiful phoenix eyes look at me wetly, as if she just passed through the clouds, I The more he kissed her, the more moist the eyes became. In his dream, he could vaguely hear her humming slightly hoarsely. That voice was really nice...

God! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

How can I think of this again, I'm so disgusted! ! !disgusting! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Do not think!Can't think about it!Don't think about it!

Liu Yulin, you are disgusting!

Why don't you die Liu Yulin! !

Stop thinking about it!

June 10, Friday, sunny.

She felt that I was avoiding her. Today, she blocked me on the road and asked me if she did something wrong, and said that she would change it no matter what.

I said I didn't hide from her, it's just that the college entrance examination is very important, I have to study hard now, and let her work harder.

When I said this, I didn't dare to look into her eyes, those eyes were too clean, remembering what I did to her in my dream last night, I didn't know where my face came from, and dared to stand by her before!

During this time, although I could see her every day at school, I was always nervous. Unless I was in class, I didn't even dare to raise my head, for fear of bumping into her sight accidentally.

Only when I get home can I relax, but when I relax, I can't help thinking about her.

I feel that I am really poisoned, a poison named Fang Xiang, her smile, frown, every move, no matter what I do, I think it looks good.

I was doing stretching exercises between classes today. When she raised her arms, I peeked at her from behind. The school uniform was stretched tight because of stretching her arms, and her waistline was drawn out. Her waist is so thin, how could it be so thin? , as if two hands can hold the same.

I couldn't help but think of my dream last night. In the dream, she was lying on the bed moaning, turning her head and looking at me with wet eyes, begging me, that silky narrow waist collapsed into an unbelievable arc, so beautiful... Incredible ...

I just pricked my hand hard with a ballpoint pen, and it was bleeding. The blue oil stain on the pen tip stained the flesh. It hurts a bit, but it seems to be useful. When it hurts, I can’t care about thinking about things I shouldn’t think about. .

But next time, don't prick your hands. If there are marks, you will be discovered, so just prick your legs.

Monday, February 10, sunny.

I seldom spend time with her recently. When get out of class is over, I pretend to do problems or lie down to sleep. I only go home with her when school is over. But I also ride very fast, and I can hardly talk to her.

When I get home at night, I still miss her. However, I have a trick now. As long as I am distracted, I will prick my leg with a needle. The needles pricked, and my head was sweating from the pain.

Tomorrow, I will go to a pharmacy, an instrument store, or something to see if there are special acupuncture needles for sale. The needle is long. Last night, the needle was stuck so hard that it almost got embedded in the flesh and I couldn’t get it out. It still hurts.

October 10, Sunday, light rain.

Today she suddenly came to my house to look for me. I was a little surprised. Every time she came here before, she would call first because she was afraid that I would not be at home.

She has already come, and I have no way to drive her away, so I have to let her in.

Her eye circles were a little red, and she started to cry before she reached the bedroom, which startled me and dragged her into my room.

I asked her what was wrong, but she whimpered and refused to say anything, so I guessed wildly and asked if she had been beaten again. My aunt always lost her temper and hit her with a feather duster not once or twice.

However, she always hides quickly, and she is protected by her uncle, so she is usually fine. What happened today?

After asking her for a long time, she suddenly stepped forward and put her arms around my neck, crying and saying, I'm sorry, I was wrong, and I want to forgive her.

I haven't been so close to her for a long time, and I just had a dream last night that she was lying on my bed, pressing my head and pushing her under her, while looking at me with misty eyes, One side of her red lips and half of her tongue begged me to help her, and that cold, sticky voice made my blood boil.

Damn it, why did I remember it again!

She didn't understand my mood at all, what did she want to hug me so suddenly?

She cried and said, her breath was wet and hot, spraying on my neck continuously, I endured it, endured it, endured it desperately, I couldn't bear it anymore!

She doesn't know, doesn't know anything!

I want to hug her, kiss her, and push her down to the ground, just like in my dream, whether she wants to or not, tear off all obstacles, let her belong to me, completely mine!

She was still crying, and the more she cried, the redder her lips became, delicate and tender, as if they would break if bitten.

What's the taste of those two thin lips?I want to know, I'm going crazy thinking about it!

I clenched my fists, my whole body was stiff, I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to move a finger, I was afraid that I would do something irreparable if I relaxed a little.

I regret it, I really regret it, these days, I don’t know how many times I regret it, if I knew that when I kissed her secretly, I should have kissed her a few more times, at least remember her taste, just touch it and it’s over Yes, I missed such a good opportunity, I am really stupid, there is no cure for stupidity!

But how can I think so?I treat her like that in my dreams all day, I should feel guilty!

I shouldn't think so, no!

It's disgusting, it's disgusting!

If she finds out that I have such nasty thoughts about her, she will definitely despise me, look down on me, and hide from me far away, just like hiding from the plague.

As long as I think of her disgusting appearance, I am afraid, really afraid.

I don't want to do this, I don't want to!

I didn’t have a needle at hand, so I quickly pinched my leg. I couldn’t do it through the thick jeans, so I reached into the clothes and pinched my waist with the tip of my nails. It hurts, it hurts. I looked at it and saw that the skin had been pinched, and now it was bruised and swollen.

But fortunately, I resisted the urge, and only patted her on the shoulder, didn't kiss her, let alone throw her down, acting like a simple good friend.

I asked her what was wrong, and she said she didn't know.

After asking for a long time, I realized that it was because I kept avoiding her, and she felt that she must have done something wrong.

Seeing her crying red eyes, wet eyes, I feel a little uncomfortable, I think I have to coax her, I can't bear to see her cry.

I coaxed her by telling her that I wanted to take the University of Political Science and Law, but I was afraid that I would not be able to pass the exam, so I didn't ignore her, but I just worked hard every day, and she didn't do anything wrong.

Because of my own filth and shamelessness, I feel very guilty for causing her to be so sad. Anyway, acupuncture is useful. I will do more injections on myself in the future, as long as she is happy.

We finally reconciled, and we don't have to avoid her anymore, but I don't feel relaxed at all. I don't know how long this superficial calm can last.

I'm scared.

October 10, Monday, moderate rain.

I had a dream again last night, and I dreamed of her again, this time the dream was very clear, maybe it has something to do with her hugging me yesterday, I feel that everything in the dream smells like her, even my breathing seems to be hot, When I opened my eyes in the morning, I couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

During the big class break, she sat in the front seat of me, turned around and talked to me on my desk, her eyes looking at me from bottom to top were a bit evil, just like in the dream when she was lying under me and looking at her bright red eyes. The tip of the tongue looked up at my phoenix eyes, and suddenly they overlapped.

I don't know why, but I was in a daze at that moment, and I couldn't help raising my hand to her face.

Her face is smooth and delicate, warm and hot, making my fingers extremely greedy. I slid all the way across her cheeks and stroked her lips. Messed up.

I want to poke into her mouth, touch her tongue, mess her up, look into her wet eyes, hear her uncontrollable voice, want to...

At that moment, I thought I was dreaming and couldn't control my behavior at all.

Fortunately, fortunately, as soon as my finger got into her lips, the class bell rang, and I suddenly woke up!

She was still looking at me with confused eyes. I was so hot that I quickly withdrew my hand, but she raised it up and touched her own lips, and asked me if something was on her mouth?

I hurriedly said that it was stained with something black and I didn't know what it was, and I covered it up, my heart was beating wildly.

My fingertip was so hot, it touched her, really touched, really really!

I licked my finger, just now.

A bit regretful, I knew I would not wash my hands.

I touched myself for the first time with those two fingers, imagining that she was touching me, with her thin lips...

It's 27:[-] in the morning, I got up and changed into panties, these two fingers are too scary, I have to get up early to do laundry tomorrow.

Wednesday, November 11th, overcast.

The recent dream has become more and more real, and the reality is terrifying.

Last night I dreamed of being in the classroom, pressing her on the desk and pulling her school uniform. She was very scared and struggling desperately, but I was unwilling to let her go, and finally did that kind of thing forcefully.

After I was done, I stood up contentedly, but saw blood under her body, and the blood was dripping on the desk, scarlet like real!

In the dream, I was terrified. I left her and ran home alone. I rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find the needle box. I finally found it, but my hands shook badly. I hit the box several times without opening the lid. , The needle was scattered all over the ground again.

I crawled on the ground, no matter if it was a needle or a needle, I just picked it up and stabbed it on my leg, all over my leg!

There were so many needles on the ground that I couldn’t finish picking them up. In the end, my whole body was covered with needles, on my legs, stomach, arms, even my face, mouth, eyeballs, and all over my body. Needle, there is nowhere to stick it anymore.

As a dense phobia, I was disgusted by myself in the dream, and I kept vomiting, vomiting in a daze, but I breathed a sigh of relief.

The me in the dream feels like it doesn't hurt at all, it's really just a dream, it's great.

If there is one person in this world that I don't want to hurt no matter what, it must be her, yes, it must be her.

I didn't hurt her.

I was relaxed in the dream, but I was so scared when I woke up.

What should I do if one day I really can't distinguish between dreams and do such terrible things?

I got up in the middle of the night and secretly checked the information on the Internet. It seems to say that dreams are the outlet of human emotions, and doing whatever you want in dreams can greatly relieve the pressure of reality.

In this case, does it mean that the more indulgent I am in my dream, the better?

Anyway, it's just a dream, she won't know, so just indulge in the dream, relieve the pressure of reality, and avoid doing irreversible things.

Give it a try.

6th, Friday, strong wind.

No class tomorrow!

The rare weekend in a century, happy!

She said that she would come to my house to play tomorrow and do her homework by the way.

Sure enough, if I indulged in my dream, the pressure in reality is much less, and there have been fewer needle sticks recently, and everything will gradually get better.

Do your homework, do your homework, and if you finish it ahead of time, you can play more tomorrow~

7th, Saturday, heavy rain.

Unexpectedly, after such a thing happened, I could still sit here and write a diary.

Today she came to my house to play, and it started to rain halfway. When she came in, her coat was drenched and her hair was wet.

I quickly took a towel to help her dry her hair, she took off her coat, sat obediently by the bed, and let me manipulate her.

At that moment, in the small room, with the buzzing sound of the hair dryer, she was sitting with her head slightly raised, with a slight smile on her lips, her eyes were closed due to the wind from the hair dryer, and her eyelashes trembled with the wind. It was almost the same in the dream.

My mind was suddenly in a trance, everything around me seemed to be distorted, everything disappeared, and my eyes were blurred, leaving only her alone.

I threw the hair dryer, pressed her on the bed, stroked her face, touched her lips, even reached into her bottoming shirt and rubbed her through her underwear, the touch was so real , the truth is that I am a little out of breath, and my eyes are faintly hot.

She pushed me while laughing and said it was very itchy.

I thought it was a dream, I really thought it was a dream, I put my whole body on her body, even pulled the buckle on her back, I pressed her hand, not allowing her to resist, I remember that I seemed to be She was laughing, her breathing became more and more chaotic, her head was getting lower and lower, and she was about to touch her lips!

suddenly!

The door opened, and my mother came in with a fruit plate for both of us.

I woke up suddenly and stood up quickly.

My mother has no doubts. Although she was confused for a moment, she has no doubts. In their pure thoughts, there may not be such terrible creatures as lesbians.

How can you doubt something that doesn't exist?

To be honest, if I hadn't become like this myself, I wouldn't have thought that there are despicable, nasty, disgusting, disgusting people like me in this world.

They all thought I was joking. After my mother left, she pressed me on the bed and rubbed me several times.

She thought she was taking revenge, but I didn't know how much I thought she kept pressing on me, touching me with her slender fingers and warm palms.

I probably will never forget that feeling in my life.

Not just the feeling of being touched by her, but most importantly, the feeling that the dream is indistinguishable from reality.

terrible……

Is it really okay to indulge yourself in this way and do whatever you want in your dreams?

No, I can't indulge myself like this anymore, because I can't guarantee that every dream must be... a dream.

Monday, February 11, sunny.

I had a dream again. In the dream, I subconsciously didn't dare to indulge myself, and kept forcing myself to wake up, but I couldn't wake up no matter what.

In the dream, she kept chasing me behind me, and I kept running, running, trying to find a needle to prick myself, but I couldn’t find it in the needle box everywhere, and finally found it, so I rushed In the past, the moment she caught it, she grabbed her leg and fell to the ground.

She followed my legs all the way up and climbed onto my back. It was obviously like an evil ghost taking her life, but it made my heart beat endlessly.

In the dream, she rolled up my bottoming shirt, sat on my back and pressed my head to prevent me from looking back, saying that she wanted to punish me for avoiding her. I felt that she was sitting on my waist, He heard the familiar voice of Mizusawa, the uncontrollable groans, and the words that made her blush and heart beat from time to time.

So good, so comfortable, here, and here...

Sticky fingers stretched out from behind and into my mouth, the fingertips seemed to have a fishy-sweet smell mixed with a touch of musk, making me dizzy.

want to see me?Want to see me come by myself?

want to?Liu Yulin?

"I want to! I want to! I want to see!"

"What? What do you want to see?"

As soon as I yelled that sentence, everything around me was distorted!

I found that I was in the classroom and all my classmates had left. I didn't know when I pressed her on the desk. She tilted her head and looked at me with obvious doubts in her eyes.

At that moment, there was a buzzing in my head, and the world was really spinning!

I can't tell the difference between dreams and reality!

terrible!

I rode my bicycle like crazy all the way home, locked the bedroom door as soon as I entered the house, took out the needle box, took off my pants, grabbed the needle, and stabbed myself one by one!

How could this be?Why is this happening?

I obviously haven't slept, why am I still dreaming?

I even remember looking at the electronic watch at 10:[-], why did I put her on the table [-] minutes later?

I kept stabbing myself, my thighs were bloody and bloody, but I still didn't stop, I still had her shadow in my mind, and more.

Monday, October 12, cloudy.

I found that as long as I stay in a closed space with few people, especially when I am alone, it is easy to enter a hazy half-dream and half-awake state.

Every time I thought it was a dream, it hurt me to prick myself, but when I thought it was reality, I pricked my whole body with holes but I didn’t feel anything.

Yesterday I went to take photoshoots with her. The machine was tightly surrounded, and I was a little dazed again. Fortunately, I quickly pinched myself. The jeans were too thick and I couldn’t pinch them. I pinched the back of my hand.

When she saw that my nails had been cut in, she was startled, and quickly pulled my hand and asked me what was wrong, and then I woke up.

I don’t know why I became like this, I dare not search online, if I hadn’t searched before, I wouldn’t know that it’s okay to be like this between girls and girls, and I wouldn’t know what chains and props are messed up of.

I don't want to know anything now, I'm afraid that the more I know, the more terrifying it will be.

I hate myself very much, it must be because I am too abnormal and abnormal, I am really disgusting, I feel like vomiting when I look at my face now!

On the 5th, Tuesday, Xiaoxue.

I still searched online, and the key words I searched were: how to correct bad habits.

It is said on the Internet that we must do the opposite, and that we must work hard to restrain ourselves. These two statements seem to be completely opposite, right?

I thought about it, and I still have to combine reality, try to restrain myself in the dream, and do the opposite in reality.

I will go out in a while and buy a box of needles and put it under my pillow. If I dream of her again at night, I will prick myself. I prick myself once in a dream. The habit is formed in the subconscious. After a long time, I will definitely be able to achieve just one dream. When he saw her, he woke up.

I believe I can do it!

As for the reality, I am afraid of getting too close to her, afraid that she will touch me, and I dare not touch her. This will only make me more sensitive to her!

If you do the opposite, stick to her every day, touch her on purpose, touch her more, watch more, get more intimate, and you will naturally develop immunity. This is the most scientific.

Just do it.

May 2, Friday, overcast.

I can't believe that I went to the hot spring with her yesterday! ! ! ! !

Her aunt gave her the ticket and asked me to go with her. I was afraid that I would make some mistakes, but I didn't expect to get through it safely!

The exercise these days has really paid off. Dreams are the feedback of reality. Only those who can’t satisfy reality will want to vent in dreams. Indulging in dreams and escaping from reality was actually a wrong approach. Dreams are false after all. , The more indulgent I am in my dream, the more empty I feel when I wake up. This cycle repeats itself, a vicious circle, which will only make my situation worse and worse.

The intimacy in reality and the restraint in dreams these days are a virtuous circle.

A certain degree of satisfaction in reality, coupled with the distraction of academic pressure, can resolve the emptiness and dissatisfaction that cannot be obtained. In this way, the number of dreams is also reduced, and I am more and more relaxed, and I am not afraid Be alone with her again.

call----

This word "hu" can't reflect the complete relaxation I have now.

I can finally be like before, cuddling, hugging, occasionally having a little nasty little thought, occasionally having a dream that shouldn't be dreamed, most of the time I can get along with her normally, it's great.

By the way, yesterday she asked me why there were so many blood spots on my legs, and she believed me when I said I was allergic.

It's fine if she believes it, huh!Of course!And carelessly soaked in a rose pool with me, not afraid that I would infect her!

No, I think it's not that she's not afraid, it's just that she never thought of the word "infection".

This silly girl looks shrewd and capable, but deep down she's a fool~

But I like it, the contrast is cute or something, it can be resistant~

I’m in a good mood today, let’s secretly write it in my diary~

Mua~

Monday, February 3, sunny.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since school started, which is unbelievable. I feel that I am still stuck in the hot spring that I took during the Chinese New Year.

I'm a little annoying, not a little, very annoying!

Last semester, my mind was too chaotic and I didn’t pay much attention to it. This semester, I found that she was talking about the schoolgirl in the class next door more and more. Today, she actually dragged me against the breeze and leaned against the corridor railing. I thought she was going to What did you whisper to me, and it turned out to be...

To see that broken grass pass by her! ! !

Is he that handsome?

A smile full of white teeth, what's so good about it? !

with me...

Does it look good?

Day, Wednesday, sunny.

She ran to the corridor to show poss again, and called me to cover, but I didn't go.

I used to think she was cute and silly, but now I hate her for being dull, for being one-sided, and for being silly and scumbag!

Can't you see I'm unhappy?You actually left me alone to see that broken grass!

Who was it that cried and told me not to ignore her last semester?who is it?

snort!

Textbooks are so annoying!

Mr. Lu Xun, I hate you!

Why do you write about Lao Shuan buying bloody steamed buns and her name is all over the article? You have a grudge against me, don’t you?

A bloody feud across the centuries!

I painted it, I painted it all!

Hate!It's annoying!

It's annoying to review or something!

Why is her name everywhere?

It's all painted, cover it and don't look at it, it's so annoying!

Fang, I'm angry, you know?I'm really angry!

This is not the first time for you, you stand in the corridor after class every day, have you ever thought about my feelings?

If you do this again, I will break up with you!real!

Monday, February 5, sunny.

Why is 520 the day when I love you and confession?

Who is that?

I curse the idiot who said 520 is prime day for confession!

Today I was called out by that piece of grass, whistled and booed all over the classroom, I knew she was looking at me, I was a little happy at first, thinking that if this piece of grass dared to confess, I would immediately demote him Mom didn't admit it, and told him to hang out in the corridor no matter how embarrassed he was after class.

In the end, he really confessed his love and gave me a love letter, but the recipient was not me!

Fang thought.

It turned out to be Fang Xiang!

He actually asked me to hand it over to her. Where did he have the confidence to think that I would help him?

I just wanted to tear up the letter and throw him in the face.

Fortunately, I still have reason.

Back in the classroom, everyone was looking at me, booing me, asking me to read the love letter, and she was also looking at me, that was a strange sight that I had never seen before, a little cold.

When school was over, she didn't wait for me and left by herself. I was a little scared. She wouldn't think that this letter was written to me, and then get angry and want to break up with me, right?

Should I give this letter to her?

January 5, Tuesday, sunny.

She ignored me all day today, and the broken grass lingered in front of our classroom door several times, probably trying to call her out to ask for a result, but in the end she didn't call.

My deskmate developed the photos we took on the side of the road last week, and gave me one, and she also gave one. She glanced at it and stuffed it into her schoolbag with a blank expression, and ignored me.

I had already touched the letter in my hand and planned to give it to her, but seeing her attitude, I was also very angry.

What kind of good best friend for a lifetime, can't escape the boy's curse in the end?

But she started to flirt with me at a piece of broken grass. If they were really together, would they just throw me to Mars?

Obviously last week we were all alone, seeing how sweet she smiles in the photo, she turns her face and denies her in the blink of an eye, I think I've seen through you!

Until May Thirty one