The color of recognition is deep. The sound of rain hitting cane and pipes on the sycamore tree is not as resting as in a dream. The songs humming with the wind are dull like an old gong.

"Qin An, you hurt me." Seeing Qin An wake up, Ye Zhulan didn't hear his low murmur. Her patience, her strength, her courage, and her comfort disappeared. She pouted her mouth and looked at Qin An pitifully.

"I just had a nightmare, what's wrong with me?" Qin An hugged her with heartache. Who said she was just a substitute? Who said she was not the Ye Zhulan in his dream? Now his Wei Fu, his satisfaction, was like countless dreams, and he was intoxicated by the indulgence.

"Look at my lips." Ye Zhulan turned on the light and pouted his mouth to let him see the deep teeth marks. When she was in pain, she wanted to relieve her little grievances. She wanted him to love and comfort her a lot.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll give you a blow." Qin An regretted it too late and didn't have time to taste the dream just now. He only knew that his unconscious action was too rude. If Ye Zhulan was scared, he would be really guilty. The fourteen-year-old girl didn't understand. Sometimes it makes people become as irritable and aggressive as a beast.

"Ye Zhulan snorted, holding her head up, and was as if she was injured and sobbing that the female beast was licking the wound of the paper.

After blowing for a while, Ye Zhulan was beautifully satisfied. Qin An asked, "Is there any other pain?"

"And here, you can catch the bad guy, the bad guy, the bad guy, the bad guy," Ye Zhulan tidied up his skirt, patted his little buttocks, and his cheeks were red.

"Then I'll touch you too." Qin Anwei was moved. The dream in which he might have dreamed of was just a nightmare. It made him forget the feeling of touching the tender little butt of the little girl who cared about his heart in front of him.

"I'm not. What dream did you have just had? It must be the kind of dream you mentioned, hehe." Ye Zhulan stretched out his hand to touch it, and secretly reached into the crack of his pants.

"Isn't wet?" Ye Zhulan felt embarrassed. He could have laughed at Qin An, but naturally he had a psychological dominance. He was less shy and more courageous. Now he was not what she thought, so he had no confidence.

"You touched mine, I want to touch yours, too."

“No fishing…”

"Who made you touch it! I was at a disadvantage,"

"No, you asked me to help you touch it."

"Okay, let's kiss,"

"Yeah, yeah, Qin An" Husband's bad guy,"

On Tuesday, May 7, 1996, the first sunny after the rain, Ye Zhulan's birthday.

"Today is my fourteenth birthday. Qin An gave me the most special gift. I like it very much. They are two porcelain men. Although the porcelain is very fragile, I will cherish it well, just like cherishing the friendship between us."

Ye Zhulan was writing a diary in the classroom. After writing this passage, she felt embarrassed. She had deceived herself in her life. Where is the friendship between her and Qin An? If the friendship is like this, Ye Zhulan would not allow Qin An to make other friends, and Ye Zhulan would not have any other friends.

The little girl's birthday is always happy. Ye Zhulan skipped this paragraph and continued to write: "Many classmates gave me gifts. Some of them saved up pocket money for a long time. I was particularly moved. He Zha gave me a beautiful pen holder, and she used a knife to carve the six words of friendship forever. I want to put it on my desk. Sun He also gave a gift, which is a new book "Flower Season, Rainy Season". I read it a little. I think Wang Xiaotian and Chen Ming are the two most vivid people. Wang Xiaotian is very smart, serious and cautious in his work. I saw Qin An's shadow, and Chen Ming, who is good at studying, always wins first. I think Qin An's learning is better than Chen Ming."

Ye Zhulan knocked his head with a pen. Now she always pulled Qin An as she wrote the days, and she was also a diary that she wanted to give to the teacher to read like an essay. She was already very careful. She thought about it carefully and found that Qin An was in more and more essays. She felt scared and guilty when she thought about it. However, for some reason, Teacher Liao didn't notice it, so Ye Zhulan relaxed a lot, reminding herself that Qin An could not appear in today's diary.

"Qin Xiaotian and Qin An's younger brother," Ye Zhulan was a little sweet and helpless. "He also gave me a gift. He was very stingy and bought a "bun in a box to put it in a birthday cake. He also said that the gift was light and affection was heavy. Qin An grabbed his ear and laughed to death. Sun Pao from the Blade Team also gave a small gift. He was a little better than Qin Xiaotian, but I didn't hold much hope. Open the box that he tied with plastic tape, and there was a stack of Saint Seiya's cards inside. It can be seen that he had collected it for a long time, but where? Will any girl like this? I think this was probably what he started collecting in elementary school. Now he doesn't want it anymore, so I will treat it as a birthday gift for me."

"Ye Zhulan, Teacher Liao asked you to go to her office," He Yu walked over and shouted in her ear.

"Okay, thank you." Ye Zhulan put the diary on the desk, feeling a little confused.

Ye Zhulan came to the office. Liao Yu was correcting the latest simulation test questions. When he saw Ye Zhulan coming in, Liao Yu took off his glasses, looked at several other colleagues in the office, and walked to Ye Zhulan. He smiled and said, "Let's go out and talk."

"Teacher Liao, is there anything wrong?" Ye Zhulan knew that Liao Yu was very busy because she always saw that she came to school every day, often holding a bowl of soy milk and buns in her hand, and left in a hurry in the afternoon. However, she had never been a gangster of her duties as a head teacher, and she had less time to talk to her classmates, but she noticed more things. Ye Zhulan felt that Teacher Liao was becoming more and more capable of being a head teacher, and solving class problems was more efficient.

"It's nothing, I'll say happy birthday to you." Liao Yu looked at the graceful little girl who was rising and falling beside her. He held her hand and greeted her softly.

Thank you Teacher Liao." Ye Zhulan was very happy. Because you can often see students celebrating their birthdays in junior high schools in the town, but no teacher has ever put down his airs to wish them a happy birthday.

"By the way, this is a little gift day for you." Liao Yu took out a pink box from his pocket, and there was a small clip inside.

"Wow, what a beautiful clip, thank you teacher. The little girl always loves small accessories, and Ye Zhulan is no exception.

"Actually, the teacher gave you another gift, but you don't know, right?" Liao Yu asked tentatively. "What gift?" Ye Zhulan held the clip on his head and said in confusion.

"Didn't Qin An give you two? Didn't he? I saw you earlier than you."

Ye Zhulan's life was "booming" in his mind. It seemed that everything was over. The end of the world was about to claws. His eyes were full of fear and staring blankly. He didn't know what to do. The teacher must have known that he and Qin An had a long time ago, and was shocked that he was a bad student. Otherwise, how could he call himself to talk alone and avoid other teachers in the office?

"Don't be afraid of Liao Yu, please comfort her. She felt that if she frightened Ye Zhulan, Qin An would be in trouble with him, so he quickly told Ye Zhulan that I made my clothes.

Ye Zhulan did not relax, "The panic expression turned into a scammer and suspicion. She couldn't figure out what Liao Yu meant. She instinctively looked at the teaching building, hoping to see Qin An. In this way, her heart could calm down.

"Qin'an has put a lot of effort into preparing your birthday goods. Such a unique birthday gift is a girl who likes it very much." In fact, the teacher knows the matter between you and Qin'an. Today the teacher is here to tell you that the teacher is not against you. "Liu Yu blushed. There is no such teacher. It is simply instigating and helping students fall in love early. I can't help but blame Qin'an. Those things that seem to violate professional ethics are all because of him. How could this happen? Ye Zhulan couldn't accept it for a while. She thought that the relationship between her and Qin'an was known by the teacher. What would be like? The teacher would call her parents, her mother would feel heartbroken, and the classmates would point fingers. She could only bury her head under the table when she went to school every day. I don't know if she could persist and whether she would be taken away by her family." But she never thought that it would be the current situation. Liao Yu not only did not object but seemed to support it, otherwise she would not be a villain's clothes.

"Actually, the school and the teacher oppose early love for students. The most important thing is that they are worried about you doing bad things. But the teacher can see that you are a proper girl, and Qin An is not a bad boy, so they will not do too outrageous things." Liao Yu couldn't help but cough a few times. There was no worse boy than Qin An.

"We, we," Ye Zhulan didn't know what to say, and she panickedly wanted to explain honestly.

Liao Yu was afraid that she would be honest and would not be able to smooth things out. Looking at Ye Zhulan's appearance, is Liao Yu's little girl with itchy teeth really that good? The little hooligan must have tried every means to take advantage of Ye Zhulan, otherwise when he said this, if Ye Zhulan and Qin An simply had a good impression and expressed their feelings to each other. That's all, they would never be as guilty as they are now.

Thinking about myself, I was embarrassed to hook him up. Liao Yu looked at Ye Zhulan's small breasts and little butts, and the annoying jealousy burned more vigorously. What's the point of a little girl without breasts and butts? So many men stared at their bodies hard, and they were all cold-eyed at them. Seeing that they were bored, they looked overwhelmed with their coveted body on him and played with him, fucked him, but he was still squeamishly like a yellow-flowered girl in the sedan chair.

"For early love, the second concern is that your grades have been affected. But now Qin An's recent mock exam is still the first in the school. If you pass second with a high score, there is nothing to worry about. And your grades have been steadily rising. Even at No. 1 Middle School, you have the ability to fight for it. The teacher wants to ask you, you will have to fill out your application recently. Are you planning to apply for the experimental class of No. 1 Middle School or No. 2 Middle School?" Liao Yu asked Qin An many times whether Qin An applied for No. 1 Middle School or No. 2 Middle School, but Qin An did not have a letter to her. Liao Yu felt that it is very likely that Qin An would be unsure whether Ye Zhulan would be able to apply for No. 1 Middle School or No. 2 Middle School. After all, Qin An could be the one who applied to Qin An, who could be the one who decided by himself. Ye Zhulan's parents' decisions were not the one who could be the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who

"I plan to apply for No. 1 Middle School, and my parents also support me to apply for No. 1 Middle School." In the second semester of the third year of junior high school, Qin An almost never discussed with Ye Zhulan about which school to apply for. Ye Zhulan knew that Qin An was afraid of putting pressure on her because he would definitely be able to get No. 1 Middle School, and Ye Zhulan's achievements were hard to say. Ye Zhulan didn't want him to go to No. 2 Middle School with him. Qin An didn't want Ye Zhulan to feel that he was wronged to follow her to the school she could get into. Both of them were waiting to unify their opinions when filling out their application application.

"Actually, No. 2 Middle School is not bad, especially the experimental class of No. 2 Middle School. It almost concentrates the best teachers in the school, and the teaching quality is not lower than No. 1 Middle School. No. 2 Middle School is now under the contract by Qin An's father. With his grades and brains, I'm afraid there will be no problem in entering any school." Liao Yu not only hopes that Ye Zhulan can apply for No. 2 Middle School, then Qin An will definitely apply for No. 2 Middle School. Another thing is that if Liao Yu didn't really care about Ye Zhulan, he would never persuade her like this.

Liao Yu could see that Ye Zhulan's mind was much worse than Qin An. Of course, "She felt that Qin An didn't exist, but Ye Zhulan was about to get into the No. 1 Middle School and had almost reached the limit. After entering the No. 1 Middle School, which is the top one, Ye Zhulan was just like everyone else.

According to Liao Yu found some information from the town junior high school and the Education Commission, many students who worked hard to get into the first middle school in the town did not continue to be the top in the college entrance examination, and most of them failed to repeat the exam. Overall, they were those students who were admitted to the second middle school with high scores, or who were originally ranked second only to the third middle school and the third middle school in the eighth middle school, and the final college entrance examination scores were generally much higher than those who entered the first middle school.

"But Qin An should go to No. 1 Middle School, and his grades are so good." In Ye Zhulan's heart, Qin An should be in the best school, "I'm in high school" and want to study with Qin An."

Ye Zhulan took the initiative to reveal his feelings for Qin An in front of the teacher for the first time, but he was still nervous. He secretly glanced at Liao Yu and seemed to have no other reaction before he felt relieved.

"This afternoon, the teacher will ask the students to go home and discuss with their parents. In two days, Liao Yu will officially fill out the application form and walk towards the teaching building. "If your parents have time tomorrow, let them come to me."

Ye Zhulan nodded in confusion. He didn't understand why the teacher seemed to be paying special attention to the matter of filling out the application form alone.

Thanks to the world, the nine two sons, who turned into a solid ball, the edge of the curved blade was old, the moon dew was two sticky clothes, the flying bears outside the frontier, and Agushuaya, who walked up and left. They all got off the table, but only read high, Mao Xiaohan's generous reward.

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