The eyes of those men looking at her two people would be as pure and transparent as this child and see the world clearly.

Who would have thought that Li Huan was so clear that he was still full of helplessness for some reason?

"It's fine if you're fine. I have to go to school. Remember to be careful when you take pictures in the future. The willow tree was struck by lightning. The branches have not yet been completely healed and cannot bear your weight."

"Yeah, OK, thank you very much." The woman thanked her head, and also to cover up her accelerated heartbeat.

However, Li Huan saw some things clearly.

At this moment, Li Huan had only one thought in his mind, what is the deepest ditch in the world? Mariana Trench!

No! It must be!

this!

Indescribable.

Li Huan felt that this wave of lethality came a bit suddenly, and coupled with excessive mental power consumption, it was a bit unbearable.

Li Huan turned his head and said, "Okay, you're welcome. After all, you'll fall down and blame me."

"Go away!"

Li Huan waved his hand, waved his sleeves and left without taking away a cloud.

Little did they know that this scene seemed to be seen in the eyes of women and ran away in panic.

The woman smiled.

Looking at Li Huan's direction of going to school.

"Is there any such person in this world? The sun is in my eyes. I don't hide my inner thoughts at all. Even though I know there is a temptation ahead, I will refuse without hesitation."

A trace of loneliness flashed in the woman's eyes.

If she can, if she still...

Then maybe she will take the initiative to chase this person who can hold the sun in her eyes.

He can tolerate the sun, and perhaps she can also tolerate it.

How can there be dark spots on the surface of the sun?

Even if the sun doesn’t care, how could the dark spots tolerate defiling the entire sun because of themselves?

The most painful thing in this world is to meet someone who is willing to take off his clothes in the world for him. When I meet you, I find myself full of dust.

Nothing better than when I meet you, I am no longer clean.

The woman didn't know why, but her heart beat so fast when she looked at the man. This was the smell of first love that she hadn't had in a long time.

I really want to like you, but unfortunately, I don’t have the qualifications anymore.

"Sister, are you okay?" asked the man who took photos of the woman just now.

"Yeah, it's okay. I haven't even scratched my skin." said the woman.

"Brother, the direction this child was going to Shinjuku Middle School just now, right?"

"Yes, it's Shinjuku Middle School, so maybe we'll meet again."

"Ah? What? Sister?"

"Nothing!" the woman smiled.

I am not born yet, I am old, I am not born. This is not the tragedy of the story.
Chapter completed!