"Sorry." Jiang Shilu hung his head and looked from Zhou Zihan's perspective. He could see his slightly warped eyelashes. His face, which had lost weight, also looked very handsome, "I'm sorry. I... "

Zhou Zihan didn't know where her courage came from. Maybe she drank enough chicken soup recently, or Liang Jingru heard enough. She had the courage to hold Jiang Shilu directly.

"Just once." Fortunately, her face was hidden behind him, and she could keep her last pride.

Suddenly, Zhou Zihan stood on tiptoe in the stunned look of Jiang Silu and printed his medal by devious means. She said, "Jiang Silu. Shen Qinghuan is already with Lu Ziheng. Will you be my boyfriend? "

Jiang Silu was slightly stunned. When she came back, Zhou Zihan had released him.

He did not give Zhou Zihan a clear answer, nor directly refused him. With the ignorance and anger of love, he just responded to her: "try."

Give it a try.

If you know that these four words will have such a great impact in the future, Jiang Silu will not let you deliver your body and mind.

That is, after this day, Zhou Zihan began to appear frequently at the door of Jiang Silu's house.

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

And Jiang Silu is like a dull wood. The most news he replies to Zhou Zihan is: "study. Don't always play with your cell phone. "

Even the most frequent sentence is sent in the morning and received at night.

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

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

It's like after that day, they implicitly decided that their days were also spent quietly.

As winter goes and spring comes, the first year of senior high school finally comes to an end in this midsummer.

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

Suddenly, the thunder suddenly sounded and woke 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 was frightened and ran out.

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

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Zhou Zihan was afraid.

She called her mother and asked her father what was going on, but her mother couldn't get through.

"On a thunderstorm day, standing under a tree and making a phone call, didn't Mr. Jiang tell you that he would chop the dead?"

Zhou Zihan raised his red eyes. Sure enough, Qin Muzhi was still so annoying at any time.

Maybe the pressure of high school is too great. Qin Muzhi has become the standard weight of male God under the normal condition of three meals.

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

Think about it carefully. She hasn't spoken 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 understand. At present, the most important thing is that she wants to go to the hospital.

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