Chapter 315

"I'm sorry." Jiang Silu hung his head and looked from Zhou Zihan's perspective. He could see his slightly curled eyelashes. His face, which was thinner because of losing weight, also looked very handsome. "Sorry. I... "

Zhou Zihan didn't know where she had the courage. Maybe she had drunk enough chicken soup recently, or Liang Jingru had heard enough. She had the courage to embrace Jiang Silu.

"Just once." Fortunately, her face hidden behind him, but also to maintain their final pride.

All of a sudden, Zhou Zihan stood on tiptoe in Jiang Silu's dismay and printed his medal. She said, "Jiang Silu. Shen Qinghuan is already with Lu Ziheng. Would you like to be my boyfriend

Jiang Si law slightly a Zheng, when she returns to God, Zhou Zihan has released him.

He didn't give Zhou Zihan a clear answer, and he didn't refuse him directly. With the ignorance and anger of love, he just responded to her: "have a try."

Give it a try.

If you know that these four words will bring such a big impact in the future, Jiang Silu said nothing will let you deliver your body and mind.

That is, after that day, Zhou Zihan began to appear frequently in front of Jiang Silu's house.

Jiang's mother seems to regard Zhou Zihan as a prospective daughter-in-law. She is happy everywhere. Their love is not as envious as that of Lu Ziheng and Shen Qinghuan. Zhou Zihan often sends more messages.

Jiang Silu is just like a wooden man who doesn't know what to do. The most news he gives to Zhou Zihan is "study. Don't play with your cell phone all the time. "

Even this sentence, which appears most frequently, is sent in the morning and received at night.

Sometimes, even Zhou Zihan can't tell whether this first love is not what he wants..

Qin Muzhi has faded out of her life. She is busy with her studies every day, and has never fallen from the top three.

It's as if after that day, they tacitly decided that their days are going through smoothly.

As winter goes and spring comes, senior one finally comes to an end in this midsummer.

On the day after the final exam, it rained heavily. Most of the students in the rocket class began to worry about whether to choose articles or theories.

All of a sudden, thunder suddenly rang, waking up Qin Muzhi, who had already made plans but was sleeping.

At such a moment, Liu Min hurried to Zhou Zihan and said a few words

Qin Muzhi didn't hear clearly, but the girl ran out in a panic.

He leaned against the window and looked at the girl downstairs, who was almost drenched with soup and chicken. Then he looked up, but he still didn't know what he was doing. He was so angry that he grabbed an umbrella and rushed out.

It's raining harder and harder.

Zhou Zihan was afraid.

She called her mother and asked her father how he was, but she couldn't get through.

"Standing under a tree in a thunderstorm, didn't Jiang Silu tell you that he would kill people?"

Zhou Zihan raised his red eyes. Sure enough, no matter when, Qin Muzhi was still so annoying.

Maybe high school pressure is too big, Qin Muzhi in three meals under normal circumstances, even thin become now the standard weight of male god.

If it wasn't for that speechless mouth, it might attract more girls.

If you think about it, she hasn't talked to Qin Muzhi for more than nine months.

But why do you remember the month so accurately?

Zhou Zihan doesn't understand, and she doesn't need to. The most important thing at present is that she wants to go to the hospital.

Liu Min said that when her father just came to pick her up from work, she suffered a car accident and cerebral hemorrhage, and the situation was not optimistic.