That’s true, Izzy. Anyone who looks at this sentence can see the meaning.
Ye Qingting and Liu Xian ‘an are not simple.
I don’t know if others in the discussion group shared her view and came quietly for a while, but the boys who waited for a long time didn’t respond.
No response is really more tormenting than every expected promised answer.
After a long time, there was finally a new speech in the discussion group.
But it’s not him.
2:25:4
Xiaoshun, I’m sorry. You scared Ye Ge out of the line.
2:25:5
Zia ling dizzy is really Ye Ge ran away.
2:3:
Lv Xining
Yixi
Diqin
Ling Xiquan read it again in disbelief, looked at Xiao Shun’s speech, and the discussion components were still on. Open the qq interface, and the boys’ heads in the friends list were also on.
Is it because her qq is stuck?
She quit qq and re-logged in a little bit to open a friend list to confirm that the boy’s head portrait is still online.
She held a discussion group in a strange place and found that no one spoke any more, while Cheng Yihan and Liu Xian never said a word.
She dropped the boy’s head in the mouse click list of the discussion group dialog box and wandered back and forth to open his profile in an uncontrolled place.
This is what she does most on qq every day.
Refresh his personal data, which is always blank.
But this time, she clicked on the boy’s personal data, but it was different.
The original portrait was replaced by the portrait of a member of Barcelona club, and the signature was written in just one word.
tired
Ling Xiquan is quite sure that this word must have just been signed tonight.
Tired of what, tired of where.
As usual, she clicked on the chat record with the boy. It was just a few short conversations after the other party asked her English multiple-choice questions several days ago. She watched it several times. When she clicked the right button again to refresh his personal data, the mouse slipped to the setting limit option.
He won’t be afraid of JiYaLing they ask questions to give them a set of stealth?
Are you tired for so many people?
What if he made himself invisible?
It was a bold and extravagant idea, and she didn’t dare to think about it, but as soon as it emerged, she couldn’t help thinking that boys seemed to be a little different from other girls.
He will talk to himself with a smile, he will accept his own water supply, and he will be embarrassed. He will give himself a napkin when he is in trouble. When he gets along with others, all the subtle measures come to her mind. Those measures are so insignificant, but she is like finding a hundred boys who may be happy and sad for a little different reasons.
She is no less proud than boys. Behind her small pride are several rounds of scrutiny and vigilance, but she is unwilling to make a wrong step and be cautious.
She didn’t want to get the wrong idea
but