Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Staring at those words, I couldn't help but stare at a hole on my phone screen.

Her number, when she said the offer before the midterm exam, was handwritten on his notes, just a series of numbers, but it was written in front of him, and he knew it was her number.

But how dare she think Qin Shiting would really save her cell phone number? He probably forgot after a glance at it. She never remembered anything about the number.

Now it looks like he not only remembered, but maybe he also left her number on his phone?

Oh, my God.

I can't imagine.

Who else can sleep?

I read the song with my phone for half a day before I realized that this text was sent 15 minutes ago, 15 minutes ago, before...

It's already so late, she didn't reply immediately after he sent the message, after so long, he probably should go to bed, after all, tomorrow Monday has to go to class.

And whether she doesn't respond or not, he shouldn't be waiting for her to respond, just sending her a message with her number.

But what if he's waiting? After all, whether out of courtesy or anything, she should come back!

She hesitated for a long time and made a big call on her phone, but she deleted it and only answered one last sentence: [OK, I'll write it down and see you at school tomorrow.]

When she finished, she couldn't let go of her phone, couldn't let go, couldn't sleep, but she was still sleepy, and she knew that this message would never come back, whether he was asleep or awake. After all, it was a miracle that she had known his temper for so long and could send a message saying his number.

Know enough.

I closed my eyes and thought about it. Finally, I slept half awake and half nightmarish. The next day when I opened my eyes, I thought I was having a dream. I hurried to pick up my phone and look at the information records. I saw Qin Shiting's three words from that number, and instantly my heart landed.

It's true!

Last night she was so excited that she forgot to save it, she quickly and silently remembered the series of numbers, and quickly saved his name. The authentic Qin Shiting three words were saved in her address book.

He went to school and saw that the male god who had already come long ago had already sat there. He walked over with a smile in the corner of his mouth. He sat next to him and then turned his head to look at him. The clean teenager just sat there and studied to see the formula while he was early. He didn't come to see her at all. He didn't have to look at her, which didn't prevent her from looking at him.

Now she's a double happy little pussy with a male god's cell phone number!

Instead of being as easy as she thought it would be after the midterm exams, the learning burden was even heavier, as the simulation exams, the college entrance exams, and the final exams in two months were about to be rushed.

Simply put, the senior year is not suitable for dating at all. If you want to fall in love, you don't even have the time and energy to do so. At best, you can hide that much caution.

The song was also calmed down a lot by getting Qin Shiting's number. He was never called or texted, and he still sat next to him every day in his busy schooling.

Until a few exams came down, reached the end of the period, the final exam score was scored 40 points more than the midterm exam, and the ranking score of the school year also crossed about twenty forward, although still in the middle back, but at least it was real progress, she didn't have the skills of a bully, plus the reason for jumping, the teacher was still satisfied with her grades, and took the time to let her go to the office alone, to help her talk all the wrong questions into different categories once, so as not to encounter this kind of difficulty again in the next exam.

She is also serious about singing. Although she has been tired over the past few months, her ability to accept songs is quite strong, and there is no psychological stress.

With Cold Holidays and Spring Festivals in sight, senior year holidays are not too long at all. After the final exams, you will have to study in school for about a month, until the month about the new year, but the holidays are only about twenty days.

I finally made it to the holidays, and it's only four or five days away from Spring Festival.

Tianjing's birthday is February of the Sun Calendar, the lunar New Year, just the day before the holiday, Zhao Xiaoqing sent her a beautiful and delicate crystal box, saying it was an adult gift prepared in advance.

Yeah, after her birthday, she turned 18.

Hao Xiu was a fat straight man and didn't know what to send. After asking around, I heard that the girls were eating food. So I prepared a zero-hour gift box for her. She read a song and looked at a bunch of swollen food in the box. She could not laugh, but accepted it. After school, she deliberately took it home herself.

Because it's almost Spring Festival, her parents are on vacation, so she can fly back together for a good year. When she sings, she puts her gift at the Villa Sumizu, and then follows Uncle Tai home.

There were a lot of relatives in the family, but because her parents came out early to live alone and rarely walked with relatives, there were only three of them in the spring festival, and then we went to Grandpa together to accompany him at the beginning of the year.

But Grandpa was busier than their group of young people, and he drove them back after only one day, saying he suspected them of arguing.

Until the birthday of the song, after all, it was an adult day. Her parents were going to give her a proper dinner and invite Haicheng partners to a bar mitzvah, but she refused.

When I was a kid, I grew up in a nice family environment, but I still didn't like the upscale social circle that rugged me, said what a bar mitzvah was, it was just a place for these adults to take the opportunity to talk, they could find any reason, but they couldn't let her do it.

Then her parents simply handled it at home, bought a cake and bought a gift. Some of the social friends who had a good relationship with Times also came. They read songs more or less and drank some wine. Although there were only a few glasses of red wine, she didn't drink much before. Of course, the amount of wine was poor. After sending those guests away at night, she had always had a red cheek.

Aunt Xiang saw her. This was the strength of red wine. She hurried back to her bedroom and told her to lie down and sleep early.

I couldn't sleep when I was singing in bed, I had been on vacation for so many days, and suddenly my life slowed her down a little bit.

With the alcohol and a little impulse in his body, he couldn't resist his inner desire to see God say a happy birthday on this day of adulthood, even if it was just four words that were cold and clear.

She touched it by the bed, picked up her phone, and turned up the number bearing the three words of Qin Shiting.