Chapter 89

The chirping of cicadas is midsummer.

Whispering shadows and rustling locust trees. The wind that occasionally blows through the steel and cement has an unknown fragrance and freshness.

It belongs to a flower, or someone.

The pure white floral dress is like a blooming lily, swaying the taste of first love. The quiet pretty face under the window is always pouring out her anger and anger to a paper novel, sometimes smiling, sometimes sad.

so jealous...

If only I were that book.

"Yo, Jiang Chen, I'm drooling." The boy Zhao Peng leaned into Jiang Chen's ear and squeezed him with a smirk.

"Mud play Kai." Jiang Chen glanced at him, then turned slightly sideways, and lay down on the table to sleep.

It was as if he had just faced that side unintentionally.

"Cough cough, I said. If you like Tao Tingting, go after Tao Tingting, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Jiang Chen jumped up and covered his best friend's mouth.

"You want to die!" Jiang Chen roared at Zhao Peng's boy with a flushed face while holding on to Zhao Peng's neck.

Zhao Peng's face was full of cheap expressions, and he desperately rolled his eyes and pretended to be dead.

The girl at the front table turned her head and watched the two of them play tricks, and gave a hilarious smile. The boys who had a good relationship with Jiang Chen and Zhao Peng immediately surrounded him, coaxing and shouting.

As if attracted by the noise, the goddess noticed this.

It was a slightly confused look.

Jiang Chen felt that his heartbeat was about to stop.

Ears start to heat up.

Oops. The skin is heating up.

Tao Tingting seemed to feel that the classroom was too noisy, so she closed the book and left the classroom quietly.

"Ah shit. You use your teeth." Jiang Chen clutched his hands in pain and shook off Zhao Peng's boy.

"Ri, you almost choked me to death." Zhao Peng gasped, holding his chest, and rolled his eyes at Jiang Chen.

The boys saw that there was no good show to watch, so they all laughed and dispersed. The two girls at the front table also began to discuss last night's TV series,

Everything in the classroom returned to calm.

It's just that there are only curtains that are gently rolled by the breeze by the window sill.

This day-to-day routine. Full and as always.

I always feel that all this is familiar, as if it happened somewhere.

June 11, 2171. summer.

The first summer of high school is approaching, and exams will be coming soon.

I peeked at her again today.

He clearly made up his mind that he wanted to bury his feelings for her in his heart.

No, no, or as Zhao Peng said. I should go after her

No no no, it's too difficult... She's so beautiful and her grades are so good, there must be a lot of people who like her. If I rashly opened my mouth and was rejected, it would be impossible for me to be a friend.

Huh, it doesn't seem like they were friends at all.

...

"Ahhh." Jiang Chen suddenly threw the diary on the bed behind him, then lay down on the table, holding his head with his hands.

Absolutely, if this diary is kept for the future, it will definitely become a black history. No, Cao Laozi is a man who is tangled up in an egg. If you like it, you can qj. If you can't catch up, you will sleep, if you can't sleep, you will take medicine, and if you break up, you will get a photo of the fruit. Not even in prison. Dare to say that she likes her entanglement for a hairy use

Huh, seems to be mixed in with a strange joke

... It's still really tangled.

Looking at the electronic clock on the table, Jiang Chen stared blankly.

It took him a while to recover from this unnatural state.

"Is this the so-called troubles of adolescence?" After pondering for a while, Jiang Chen sighed and scratched his messy hair with his hands.

Hey, don't I have short hair? Jiang Chen was stunned. The hand stopped unconsciously.

...It should be an illusion. Who would want to shave such an ugly short head.

"Speaking of which, when did I start writing a diary, what's the point of keeping it to embarrass myself in the future?" Jiang Chen glanced at the electronic clock beside him again and sighed.

"It's already eight o'clock. Forget it, don't miss her anymore, just watch TV and relax."

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen stood up, stretched his stiff limbs vigorously, and walked towards the living room.

Because I go to school alone, my parents are not around, when did this kind of thing start...

It's like high school just started.

A clear memory instantly emerged in his mind, filling the slightly inconsistent blank.

Walking into the kitchen, Jiang Chen opened the door of the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Coke, and walked to the living room.

Sitting on the soft sofa, he took the cup on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of Coke, and then comfortably pressed the remote control in his hand.

The interlaced light and shadow are woven into a light blue screen, just like a window, behind which there are scenes of plots.

The TV show has just started.

"Giggle, I won't let you go easily until the training is complete." The woman switched the positions of her legs, and the color of the white flowers again made Ryan's heart beat uncontrollably. The slender jade hand lazily supported her beautiful face, leaning comfortably on the armrest of the noble chair. That gesture resembled a decadent and beautiful Gothic aristocrat.

"Want to know your current state?"

Ryan felt an evil smile on his hazy and beautiful face. His Adam's apple moved, trying to make his vision clearer, but in vain. This kind of feeling is very bad, as if I am fish lying on the chopping board.

"Then look at your feet."

Ryan lowered his gaze subconsciously, and saw that his feet were soaking barefoot in the shallow pool with some petals floating. It turned out that the fragrance of the night-time incense came from under his feet. He analyzed it with a drowsy consciousness.

Through the reflection in the pool, he vaguely saw his situation. He seemed to be tied to a cross at the moment, his hands and feet were tightly bound by tiny iron chains. But it's surprising, I don't know what binding method was used, but he didn't feel congested.

"Don't you think it's beautiful..."

Empire of Ashes seems to be a very popular TV series recently. Today, the two girls at the front desk are discussing the plot of this TV series.

Jiang Chen thought nonchalantly, and then looked at the screen with empty eyes.

A steampunk-style TV series adapted from a novel should be fantasized about something from the primitive era. However, this type of TV series is unexpectedly popular. Under the effect of holographic projection, it is like standing on the scene of the plot and watching.

It stands to reason that the broadcast should be a very exciting scene. Speaking of which, is it really okay for this kind of thing to be shown on TV?

However, Jiang Chen didn't have any interest at all for some reason. He just stared blankly, and even had the illusion of wanting to yawn.

That guy named Ryan should be bitten by that vampire next, but he shouldn't die, because according to... wait, why is this plot so familiar, shameless plagiarism... ..

Jiang Chen cursed secretly, then picked up the cup and can and took a sip of Coke, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

"Do I like to drink Coke?" He subconsciously took a bottle from the refrigerator just now.

As soon as he said these words, he realized that this question was a bit stupid.

The story on the screen continues.

Ryan was not dead, the vampire only sucked part of the blood from him. Then, Ryan is carried away by the vampire's maid, and the TV show begins with the staff list.

Also, if the protagonists are dead, how will the story continue?

After turning off the TV, Jiang Chen glanced at the clock.

It's already this time, so let's go to bed... With that in mind, Jiang Chen got up and walked to the bedroom.

Seeing the diary on the bed, after hesitating for a moment, he sighed.

"Sure enough, it's better to tear it up. If such a shameful diary is seen, it might as well be dead." Jiang Chen walked over with a wry smile and picked up the diary.

With a hiss, he tore off the page, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can beside the table. From the spine of the diary, you can see the sawtooth of many papers, and it can be seen that this is not the first time he has destroyed black history.

Throwing the diary on the table, he threw himself on the bed, Jiang Chen buried his sleepy head in the pillow. He sighed as he closed the soft pillow.

Anyway, here we go today.

Tomorrow...try to confess to her tomorrow.

Even if you are rejected, at least you have no regrets.

In this way, with apprehension and hope in his arms, the adolescent boy fell into a deep sleep.

The electronic watch on the table silently beat the cold characters.

11:59

12:00

The green light on the side of the electronic watch flickered faintly.

As if it was premeditated, the diary lying on the table was blown open by the wind. To be continued () "I have a suite in the last days" only represents the views of the author Morningstar LL. If you find that its content is in violation of national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!