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Palace Xinle disappointed from Yongxia's room, Palace Xinle good disappointment good disappointment. For the first time, she told Yongxia that she liked him so straightforwardly. Yongxia also said to himself so straightforwardly for the first time that he didn't like himself. Good sad good disappointed, heart split a hole, blood has been flowing out. Yongxia personally scratched the past, a long hole, which made Gong Xinle hurt. Want to cry, but also cover his heart try to be brave and say to Yongxia with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I don't care." Just when Gong Xinle's tears were about to fall, Gong Xinle fought back. She didn't want to cry in front of Yongxia, which was so humiliating. In the eyes of Yongxia, I am a stubborn girl who will only laugh but not cry. In Yongxia's eyes, Gong Xinle won't cry, and Gong Xinle knows! So she doesn't cry! Nine sounds stood outside the girls' group, and she heard the conversation between Yongxia and Gong Xinle. Gong Xinle's second question Yongxia's answer is: Jiuyin. Nine tones can feel the depression of Gong Xinle at this moment, and Yongxia is ruthless, without a trace of softness in tone. Gong Xinle is like a bird in his hand, covering his shoulders with his hands and walking step by step. Disappeared at the end of the corridor. That back makes Jiuyin feel guilty and chilling about Gong Xinle. My heart trembled. I can't hear the gossip behind the girls. Turn your head, face against the wall, tears can't control the flow down, I don't know why. Yongxia through the window, he saw nine tones, and then she heard the sound of nine tones tears, let Yongxia heart tremble. Nine-tone tears corrected Yongxia's heart. "Wrong? Am I wrong?" Yongxia asked himself in his heart, there is no answer, no one answers for himself, and darkness holds the wall by itself. Walk carefully and stumble. I don't know where the end is, and Yongxia doesn't know. "He doesn't like it, hehe! Blame yourself! Love yourself!" Gong Xinle shouted at the sea. She is so sad, self-love, blindly deceive themselves, they are too naive, too stupid. Boring myself! Love yourself! In the silent night, Jiuyin was in a daze, half open and half closed. Repeatedly... Gong Xinle sat on the beach, her high heels had been taken off and thrown aside, and her hair was scattered and blown by the wind, which was irregular. The seaside is cold at night. Gong Xinle's body is not cold, but his heart is cold. Heart is freezing, Gong Xinle took out his heart and threw it to Yongxia. But Yongxia threw Gong Xinle's heart aside. She's so cold, so cold. No heat gives Gong Xinle a little warmth. Jiang Tian looked at Gong Xinle not far from the side, frowning tightly. I don't know why, at this moment, looking at Gong Xinle in such a mess, my heart hurts. Cover your heart with your left hand, clasp the blood-red spar with your right hand, and sip your lips tightly. The curtain of the night is wrapped in ginger days. "Linger, is that you?" The sea surface changes with the color of the sky. The color of the sea is dark. Just like everyone's silent face, it outlines the inner helplessness. In the morning, the sunny weather indicates today's beauty. The school buses are lined up outside, and the laughter of girls comes from every school bus. How will the parents receive themselves when the discussants come home? What delicious food will you prepare? ..... A lot of common questions were all told by girls. Then there are some boring girls in the middle discussing the failure of Palace Xinle's confession, and the words of sarcasm and ridicule pass smoothly into everyone's ears, which feels harsh. Gong Xinle didn't sleep last night. Now she is resting with her eyes closed in the back chair of the last row of school buses. She ignored the girls' discussion questions. She is so tired that she doesn't want to deal with it. Confession failure is a turning point for her. She knows very well. Nine tones dragged heavy suitcase to the middle of the school bus, Yongxia followed, the reason for the early recovery of a serious illness Yongxia's face without a trace of blood. "Wow! I finally went home!" Nine tones compared with a victory gesture. Yongxia despised to see nine tones, hands ring chest no longer say anything, the mood is dull, looking at the scenery outside the window. Yongxia saw trance in a daze. Cover your hands, because of too much force. Yongxia hurts to sweat on his forehead. "Does it hurt? Yongxia." There is nothing mixed in the tone of the nine tones, just faint. There's nothing mixed. "It doesn't hurt! Because it doesn't hurt in my heart, it doesn't hurt!" Yongxia's low tone contains a lot of uncomfortable feelings. It's like the pain is suffocating, and I can't speak. Nine tones didn't answer. She felt that she might be right. It doesn't hurt in my heart, so it doesn't hurt! She feels the same way. When I was a child, I was tied with blood on my knees by glass, and the glass was tied inside, and the blood flowed all the time. It hurts! But not in my heart, so it doesn't hurt. On the day of Grandma's death, Jiuyin's heart became a ball. Looking at Grandma's graceful and bloodless face with her eyes closed forever, Jiuyin is very sad, and her heart is missing a corner and Grandma is missing. Pain! It hurts to my heart and goes straight to my heart! This is the pain that is not caused by physical injury. But without wounds, grandma is the sky with nine tones... Tears swirled in Jiuyin's eyes, and then fell down, and she was ruined! "You..." Yongxia don't know what to say, the injured hand trembling in front of nine tones, for nine tones wipe tears. Just put tears on his fingers, and then close to his lips, gently lick, salty. It's not so-called bitterness! Everyone around them grew their mouths and was frightened. Don't know this person in front of you is Yongxia? The school grass who can't smile but only be silent is Yongxia? They saw this Yongxia for the second time. "Tears are salty, not so-called bitter!" "I don't know." Jiang Tian looked at it, smiling and looking at life.