Chapter 134: School grass Boyfriend is a ghost (16)

[ Pendant · Extras ]

The sun outside the window is bright, the warm atmosphere is really suitable for sleeping.

The young man got up lazily from the table and lay on his stomach for a while, not quite conscious. Because he was resting on his arm, his pale cheeks had a little blush, and against his fine and beautiful brow he looked cold and lazy.

Secretly looking at his girls, can not help but secretly red face, hide the low head.

Slim hands down, fumble to a small pendant doll in the desk, the teenager's eyes slightly paused, the kitten pendant out.

He put it on the table, and with his pretty eyes down, watched the sun shine through the crystal kitten's body and cast a small crystal reflection on the paper.

After looking at it for a while, he put it away again and continued to lean lazily on the table.

The teacher on the platform looked over, thinking of the excellent achievements and background of the teenager, but also had to be helpless as did not see, continue to talk about their own class.

So the day goes by without salt or salt.

Until after the end of a morning exercise, the teenager in white clothes and ink hair returned to the classroom and habitually reached for the kitten, but unexpectedly fell empty.

He started slightly.

With a delicate frown, he pulled away his chair, half knelt down, and scanned the desk -- no.

After a while, he stood up without any expression, pulled up his chair, and sat down lazily.

... It's just a pendant.

He thought, pressing his thin petal-like lips, resting his white face on his arm, and blinking.

But the girls who have been paying attention to him have been startled to see that the young man opened his eyes dully, the shadow of his eyelashes was light, it seemed to be for a while, and then he even pressed his lips aggrieved.

The girls' hearts went numb uncontrollably, and some looked away in embarrassment so as not to continue to be seduced by that amazing beauty. How can anyone in the world be so good looking? Is this still a person?

It was the first time anyone had seen such a blank look on his face.

Since then, the change in the teenager is obvious.

Almost everything is listless, in the past morning exercises are expressionless, but at least will look up lazy staring at the phalanx. After that day, he kept his head down, as if in a daze.

He was thinking of a dream.

After the cat was lost, he often dreamed of the same scene - the overpass at night, the little girl with a vague face, the small hand timidly holding his coat, the big eyes kept sweeping the small things on the ground, but the clever and sensible did not say a word.

I don't know why, trying to make her laugh.

He threw her a little pendant on the floor, because he thought the cat looked a little like her. Not surprisingly, I saw the little girl's eyes light up, holding the pendant with joy, and looking at him longingly.

Slender fingers against the lip, the young lips flashed a subtle smile, "gone."

The little girl quickly followed closely.

The people who passed the bridge all cast amazing eyes, the girl was small and natural and lovely, but the teenager in front of it was more beautiful, beautiful to not like a real person.

He never liked to be noticed, so he rarely went to crowded places. That day was an exception.

Glancing at the girl holding the pendant behind his eyes, the teenager stopped walking and lowered his eyes: "Holding."

The girl startled and reached out her hand.

Small, in the palm of a teenager's hand.

As soon as you play,

It's a lifetime.