The next morning, Zong Bairong got up late again.

She smiled bitterly. This was the second time she had suffered from insomnia because of Luo Xiaoyao...

I have to say that Luo Xiaoyao last night made a lot of ripples in her heart. She is not the kind of person who is slow to have feelings. She is very sensitive. Do you think adolescent girls always like to give birth to some different feelings. In fact, she can feel them.

However, she is good at pretending to be stupid.

Since she returned to the city to go to school in junior high school, there have always been some boys around her, which has bothered her. Song Tinghan also appeared by her at those times.

In fact, at the beginning, her attitude towards Song Tinghan was just an ordinary classmate. Later, it was because of a New Year's Day party that she treated Song Tinghan sincerely, but it was a pity...

She opened the drawer and took out a small red iron box. She wanted to open it, but then she threw it back into the drawer with ruthlessness.

There was a clay bicycle girl who had been on her desk for three years. It was Song Tinghan's first gift to her. It was the time when Song Tinghan gave her a new gift that made her remember it. Later, after the incident in the first year of high school, she and Song Tinghan broke up and threw away all the gifts Song Tinghan gave, but she couldn't make up for this.

Because every time she saw this little girl who was happy and comfortable riding a bicycle, she was like seeing herself, leisurely going out with her elementary school friends and riding her bicycle to explore happily - she almost no longer remembered those friends in the elementary school anymore. Those memories are precious and she treasures them in her heart.

Luo Xiaoyao last night gave her a very complicated feeling. One thing is that it was particularly like she was back when she was a child. She remembered that when she was in the fourth grade, she used to sit in the back seat of her good friend. They went out to play happily, riding and singing along the way.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have recalled Luo Xiaoyao's happiness and regrets when she graduated from elementary school. She has always been a person who can control herself, or is very capable of "acting". She rarely reveals her sorrow, but last night, she knew that she was out of control.

And the reason is Luo Xiaoyao.

Her panic came to an answer after almost half a night of insomnia, and she was moved!

A boy who had been with her for three days of hanging water after finding various reasons, a boy who took the initiative to trouble Huo Ning without any consequences, a boy who had already returned home but had to fulfill his promise to pick her up from school, and a boy who could sing to her while walking through the dark...

How could she not be moved by a boy who is so attentive?

She finally understood why she said that even if she was misunderstood, she was not afraid of falling in love early, because she liked it, she was willing, and she didn't care what others said.

When she was washing her face, she gave herself a smile and thought through her feelings, she was in a good mood.

Due to time constraints, she casually dealt with some breakfast, said goodbye to her family, and hurried downstairs, rode a bicycle downstairs, and ran towards the entrance of the community at a very fast speed.

Then, a smile spread to the corners of her lips. He was indeed waiting for her at the entrance of the community.

Luo Xiaoyao watched the girl ride from far to near, and the sun was chasing her, and couldn't help but squint her eyes and smile.

"Good morning!" My little childhood sweetheart.

"Good morning!" someone I like.

Zong Bairong replied to him with a smile, and then handed over his bicycle, "Come on, the car belongs to you."

She sat in the back seat again. This time, she took the initiative to grab the hem of his clothes without waiting for him to say it. Today, Luo Xiaoyao was wearing a bright yellow T-shirt. Zong Bairong felt that what he was holding in his hand seemed to be a ray of sunshine.

Luo Xiaoyao naturally felt that his clothes were caught by Zong Bairong. The smile on his lips became bigger and bigger, neither shy nor artificial. She said she had changed over the years, but she actually didn't change.

Then, he took a deep breath and said to her, "I want to tell you a story."

When he sucked the third cigarette last night, he decided that some things should be known to her, or rather, to remind her of them.

So what if you are a minor, so what if you fall in love early? She is not afraid of a girl. What kind of fear is he a big man?

"What story?" Zong Bairong smiled, singing last night and telling stories this morning. What is he going to do? Are he afraid that they will be too bored and bored throughout the journey?

"Have you ever heard of childhood sweethearts?"

"You have childhood sweethearts?" Zong Bairong was stunned. The boy he liked actually had childhood sweethearts. Oh, I didn't feel very comfortable.

"I think she and I are childhood sweethearts, but they may not think so." Luo Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, "I will tell you this story today. This has been under my heart for a long time. I won't tell him ordinary people!"

"Okay, tell me, I'll be your audience."

For some reason, Zong Bairong, who didn't really want to hear this childhood sweetheart story, actually heard deep helplessness and sadness from Luo Xiaoyao's words, and she felt a little distressed.

"I have been growing up with my grandma since I was a child, and I was surrounded by a group of elderly people as old as hers, with few friends. So, I was always lonely and played by myself all day long. Later, when I was in school, I started to have a normal collective life, but maybe because I was living with my grandma, the children didn't like me very much, saying that I was a child without a father or a mother."

"Then I started fighting with them. At first I couldn't win. There were so many people, but I dared to fight to the death. In the end, I beat everyone so hard that I didn't dare to say bad things about me anymore. For the sake of fighting, my uncle sent me to learn Sanda. He was afraid that I would suffer a loss. Later, I became the eldest brother of the kindergarten, and I was also a big bully, the kind who specialized in bullying people, haha."

"Then, you bullied a little girl and let you remember it until now?"

Zong Bairong didn't expect that Luo Xiaoyao was like her. When she was a child, she grew up with her grandparents. She felt an indescribable affection for him. When she listened to him fighting in kindergarten, she also recalled when she was in kindergarten. At that time, boys really liked to form cliques to bully girls.

"No, I have never bullied girls!" Luo Xiaoyao surrendered with the white flag, "I only fight with boys and generally ignore girls, because those little girls are not my food and cannot surprise me."

"So, your little childhood plum amazed you?" The astringent feeling in Zong Bairong's heart came out again.

"Yes, the first time I saw her, she amazed me." Luo Xiaoyao smiled, and then, she has been amazing me until now.
Chapter completed!