My eyes sneaked past his injured arm, and the light red wound suddenly appeared on his upper arm. For a period of time, I prayed to the moon to the moon that this little bitch Hu Ba died early, and kept thinking about Gu Lang's wound. Has he healed? Does the wound hurt? When will it be completely healed? Will there be ugly scars on the arms?

Really, why not apply red potion? Why not bandage it?

Well, Gu Lang should be the kind of strong boy, so he doesn't care about this kind of wound.

Alas, it's just a small injury.

It was just hurt by the seventeen-year-old Gu Lang and fell into the eyes of the thirteen-year-old Ai Tianya.

So, it becomes grand.

It's like a love story, for adults, it may be just a love affair between two people; for thirteen-year-old girls, it's a grand event, enough to subvert their lives.

Who is he? This is the first thing Ye Ling said to me without stuttering. Her eyes were bright, like a little fox facing a hunting rifle.

Gu Lang. I said.

Obviously, Ye Ling hoped that I would reveal more information to her as before, but my tongue was like a knot, but I couldn't say more words.

My voice "Gu Lang" attracted the attention of the boys. They had already walked by, but turned around and laughed at us and made faces. Of course, to be precise, they should be laughing at Ye Ling, laughing and making excuses. Oh, I like our boss, the love letter was sent to Gu Lang to the second (third) class of high school! After that, he pulled Gu Lang away with laughter.

Gu Lang turned around.

Smile.

It seems like a shock.

From his eyes as bright as stars, I saw a beautiful and proud look.

Beauty and pride, this is exactly what I lack when I was humble thirteen years old.
Chapter completed!