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Chapter 52 Bingyin Day, the Retrograde on New Year's Eve (20)

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    Yu Wanfeng seemed to hear it, a cluster of fireworks, exploding cracklingly.

    But she knows that on this New Year's Eve, no one will set off fireworks.

    There will be no fireworks.

    Yu Wanfeng's eyes were slightly moist.

    She asked him: "Youremember me?"

    "I want to run when I'm drunk? Huh?"

    Zhong Chumian answered the question.

    Yu Wanfeng smiled: "Then how about I promise you with my body?"

    I regret it after I finish speaking.

    But Zhong Chumian took it seriously.

    He is serious.

    "No, Xiao Wan, it's me who wants to promise you with my body."

    As Yu Wanfeng remembered, there were no fireworks on New Year's Eve this year.

    She didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala, didn't pay New Year's greetings, and didn't get any red envelopes.

    There is no noise of children next door, no car horns outside the window.

    This year's New Year's Eve is quite cold and deserted.

    But she did a great job.

    She really got Zhong Chumian drunk.

    After getting drunk, he managed to make him recognize her.

    This is not over yet, he actually said such a sentence "promise with your body."

    What's worse, she gave Zhong Chumian her first kiss.

    Oh, no, it was the first kiss that tricked Zhong Chumian away.

    Although it is not a kiss.

    Isn't it that he touched her lips so carefully?

    But if Yu Wanfeng says it's the final decision, so be it.

    Yu Wanfeng felt that it was really special to live this year.

    The kind of special worth remembering for a lifetime.

    At that time, the hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock, and Zhong Chumian whispered in her ear: "Happy New Year, Xiao Wan."

    Happy New Year.

    *

    ¡¾Memory Small Theater¡¿

    After Yu Wanfeng was admitted to Yanglan High School, her whole body seemed to be floating.

    How to say it is also a key high school, you can get admitted to university if you mess around

    Yu Wanfeng thought so confidently and firmly.

    So, dozing off in math class, arriving late for early self-study, running early for evening self-study, chasing and fighting with a group of boys and girls between classes, and pulling out the leaves of the orange trees on campus, this is not a problem.

    The class teacher can't do anything about her.

    Who told her that she was the daughter of the Yu family?  This rich second generation can't afford to be provoked, so he can only speak earnestly, move it with reason, and show it with affection.

    But Yu Wanfeng was aggrieved: "Teacher, I didn't do anything wrong I didn't miss class, I handed in all my homework, and I passed the exam. Isn't it just pulling the leaves from the 'little' orange tree?

    The head teacher shook his head, it didn't make sense.

    The physical education class in the first grade will always be arranged deliberately in the last session of a certain afternoon. The physical education teacher will always end get out of class a few minutes earlier and let these little bastards go to buy ice cream and drink soda.

    ? Yu Wanfeng and a few classmates had just finished running 800 meters. Panting, they downed a glass bottle of orange soda and finally felt refreshed. They sat by the playground and chatted.

    Chatting and chatting, they played "Truth or Dare".

    Yu Wanfeng chose the big adventure.

    The classmate, the little blue thief, smiled mischievously: "Then go and confess your love to the seniors in the third year!"

    Others followed suit.

    Yu Wanfeng bit the bottle, embarrassed: "There are so many seniors in the third year of high school, which one should I confess to?"

    "I heard that there is a senior surnamed Zhong in the third year of high school. He is excellent in character and learning, and he looks good." Said classmate Xiaohong.

    Yu Wanfeng stood up, patted her chest: "Okay, then I'll go to Senior Zhong and pick him up."

    The bell rang for the end of the last class in the afternoon. After school, students in blue and white school uniforms of Yanglan High School rushed out.

    Really noisy.

    Yu Wanfeng chose a quiet road, bypassed the playground, and ran towards the teaching building.

    Walking halfway, with a glance, I saw a few boys doing something together, exhaling fragrantly.

    With her precise judgment, she soon realized that they were bullying their classmates.

    How could Yu Wanfeng stand by and watch this kind of thing?

    Yu Wanfeng took three steps into one step, ran over, and beat the group of boys to flee in a panic.

    Small meaning.

    A boy curled up on the ground, very thin, with bruises on his arms.

    Feeling sympathy and compassion, Yu Wanfeng bent down to help him up.

    "You are hurt, it hurts, right? ITake you to the infirmary.  "Yu Wanfeng asked him softly.

    The boy stood up straight.

    Good guy, so tall?

    Yu Wanfeng looked up at him, stunned.

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    Well, he's a handsome guy.

    At that moment, Yu Wanfeng suddenly regretted that she didn't usually recite some ancient poems and idioms to describe this person.

    Oh, yes, there is such a sentence.

    It is as bright as a jade tree before the wind.

    It's just those eyes, which seem to be a little sick, and the right eye is squinted.

    But this is nothing.

    Yu Wanfeng looked at his eyes, which were bright and intelligent, and unconsciously, her heart was moved.

    What do you want Senior Zhong?

    Isn't this better?

    Seeing how weak, pitiful and helpless he is, she must protect him under her wings and prevent others from bullying him.

    Yu Wanfeng cleared her throat and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you from now on, no one will dare to bully you."

    ""

    The boy said nothing, but frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something to her, but he didn't say it.

    Yu Wanfeng asked again: "By the way, my name is Yu Wanfeng, what's your name?"

    She is very happy, I told you all the names, you have to remember.

    The boy looked at Yu Wanfeng and said in a low voice, "My surname is Zhong."

    "Zhong Chumian."

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