"I think it's actually good for you to separate for a year and a half."

"Have you discovered that the main contradiction between you and your child is not your mother, not whether you are separated now, but you. Even if you have not transferred to school now, you still have this idea. The problems between you will always exist, and sooner or later will break out."

"You have no sense of security. He keeps holding you, but you refuse to move. After a long time, he will definitely feel tired."

"So you can't be both timid and expect that he can always hold you until one day he finally pulls you out and he can pull you, but you still have to be willing to come out by yourself in the end."

Yan Heng spoke very slowly, and looked at her with gentle eyes: "Little boy, you have to try to believe that you can always be loved."

The post bar and forum of No. 8 Middle School have been very exciting for some time. On average, a new post will appear every few minutes, and the topic of discussion is the love story of the school tyrant.

In fact, there is nothing else, mainly because the incident of a certain surnamed Chen being unable to disclose the cheating of a school bully was confirmed.

The reason is that the poor heroine was betrayed, heartbroken, and lonely to transfer to school.

No. 8 Middle School lost a teacher who could win the provincial top scorer - at least the city top scorer, the director of the teaching, and other teachers were all lost for a while.

Especially Liu Fujiang, the head teacher of Class 10, can be described as grief.

He has always liked Lin Yujing, and his favorite student left as soon as he said that, which was a big blow to this elderly and brand new class teacher.

But he still decided to believe in Chen Juan. Since the last Shen Lin CP fan story, Teacher Liu Fujiang learned to read the post bar and forum. After the incident of Chen's surname cannot be revealed to be a name for a cheating incident, Liu Fujiang called Chen Juan to the office and said in a daze: "Chen Juan, you don't have to be stressed, the teacher believes in you."

He hung his eyes, didn't say anything, and was a little distracted.

Liu Fujiang was angry and continued: "You and Lin Yujing are both good kids. You don't have to listen to those people. They are all looking for trouble when they are free. They are idle and don't study and think about making up random things. I can't see any relationship between you and Lin Yujing!"

Liu Fujiang slapped the table: "What a nice and pure deskmate relationship between you two! Ah? Help each other and learn from each other every day! They know how to spread rumors every day!"

Shen Jue: "..."

He Songnan is one of the few people with a brain. He began to wonder if his brother was involved in something unclean. He seemed to be too unlucky recently.

"Look at you," He Songnan pinched a spoon and ate two fried rice, and raised his head, "My girlfriend is leaving now, and her whereabouts are unknown, which directly implements the fact that you cheated on her."

Song Zhiming knocked his left hand on his right hand: "First hammer, pull the switch."

The restaurant is small and can't help smoking. Chen Jiao sat inside and leaned against the wall, biting the cigarette in his mouth, and the fried rice in front of him did not move at all.

The ashes were hung on it, and Chen Jue didn't care, and he lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

He is often in this state recently. Although he has not shown too obvious decadence or other emotions, he basically doesn't speak much, looks cold and indifferent, and his eyes seem to have something sunk.

He Songnan and Song Zhiming looked at each other, and He Songnan sighed: "Mr. Juan, let's have a meal first. If we don't have a girlfriend, we can't meditate like this every day without a good friend."

Chen Juan raised his eyes: "Who told you that I'm gone?"

"Then tell me where she is," said He Songnan, "in your mind?"

Chen Juan pinched the cigarette from his mouth and took it off. The ash was knocked into the plastic one next to him. The ashtray with four or five cigarette butts had been piled up, and then extinguished it: "I'm using my fucking thoughts to have a long-distance relationship with my unscrupulous girlfriend, can't it?"

Song Zhiming: “…”

He Songnan hugged his fists: "It's so good."

More than a month after Lin Yu left, during the winter vacation of No. 8 Middle School, Chen Juan started running at the studio and hospital every day.

Luo Qinghe's condition was still not optimistic. Chen's mother pushed all the work abroad and returned to City A.

After all, it was his biological mother, and Chen's mother could almost see something wrong with Chen Jue at a glance.

The hospital was quiet, and Chen’s mother sat by the bed, looking at Chen Juan standing in front of the window, and asked in a low voice: “Has anything else happened to you, except your uncle?”

Chen Juan didn't say anything, leaned against the windowsill, knocking his head against the snow-white wall. He looked at Luo Qinghe who was lying on the bed with a faint expression. After a while, he said, "It's nothing, a cat ran away."

Mother Chen was stunned: "Did you keep a cat?"

"Well, I picked it up," Chen Juan straightened his body and lowered his head, remembering the girl standing at the door of the studio that afternoon, "I rushed to the studio myself."

"If you run away, run away. If you like it, go to the cathouse to pick one," said Chen's mother. "Most wild cats are not well-equipped, so it is normal for them to run away."

Not well-skilled?

Chen Juan narrowed his eyes: "If you can't keep it well, wait until you can catch it and tie it up later."

Three months after Lin Yu left, the school started after the New Year.

Chen Juan basically put everything from the last semester in school and didn't take it away. After changing to new books in the new semester, he pulled out all the unused books from the table.

The books and papers were added, and a large pile of thick books were stacked together on the table, and a pile of them were tall.

Wang Yiyang rushed in from outside the classroom door like the wind. The first thing he did was to come over and try to give him a hug: "Dad! Dad! Long time no see! Ah!"

He bumped up, and the stacks of books on the high table were knocked down, and several books fell to the ground, and one fell to the empty desk next to it, with the pages flying.

Chen Juan sighed and glanced at Wang Yiyang: "When will you let your father save some snacks?"

Wang Yiyang stuck out his butt and picked up the book that fell on the ground. Chen Juan picked up the book that fell on Lin Yujing's desktop. The pages were folded, revealing the first page, without his name on it.

Get tired.

He will definitely write his name on his books, and there is no other reason, it is his things, and he habitually has to mark them.

Chen Jian lowered his eyes and flipped through the book that was obviously not his. There were also words on it, occasionally appearing in the blank spaces next to the book, lazy and casual, very familiar fonts.

Chen Juan was stunned for a moment, stood there and flipped through two pages, and a white note paper fell out.

He lowered his eyes and picked it up with the piece of paper.

There is a poem written on it, and the handwriting is a bit sloppy and very floating, and it can be seen that it is written urgently.

——I first met in front of the grass-fighting steps, and I met upstairs with needles. The silk skirt is fragrant and the jade hairpin style is revealed. The beautiful makeup is green in the eyebrows, and the shameful face is pink and red.

——Flowing water follows the spring, and the clouds are finally with whom. I wake up from the wine and regrets in the sky. I search for the road in my dreams, and the rain falls in the fallen flowers.

Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Xian".

Chen Juan felt that Lin Yujing's first-class Chinese language and literature year was copied out, so he dared to leave such a thing that was not expressive.

He looked at the paper, and after a long time, his shoulders suddenly collapsed.

The fire in my heart kept burning like this, the more it became stronger and stronger, and I couldn't get it out, so I was holding it in my arms.

As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of red eyes looking at his girl's face.

"You can allow me to leave for a while, but you will pull me back."

"You can't abandon me, you won't let go."

Even the eyelashes are fucking clear.

Chen Jue leaned back, collapsed in the chair, raised his head, put his hands on his eyes and laughed: "I owe you the last life I did."

He was angry and helpless.

What else can I do?

Wait.

The author has something to say: The sweet article author Xiao Qi silently put away his blade.

I think today is sugar! Super confident!

Thank you for the grenade under the leaves and the moon in the flowers and moon in the morning
Chapter completed!