100 Ways to Get the Male God

Chapter 160: The schoolboy boyfriend is a ghost (51)

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[The 4th plane]

[Pendant·Extra]

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

The boy lazily got up from the table and lay down for a while not soberly. Because the pillow was resting on his arm, there was a little blush on his fair cheeks, and against his delicate and beautiful eyebrows, his expression was a little cold and lazy.

The girls who secretly looked at him couldn't help but secretly blushed and lowered their heads in a concealed manner.

Putting down his slender hand, he groped for a small pendant doll in the desk. The boy's eyes paused slightly, and he took out the kitten pendant.

He put it on the table, lowered his beautiful eyes, and watched the sunlight pass through the body of the crystal kitten, casting a small piece of crystal reflection on the paper.

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

The teacher on the podium glanced over and remembered the boy's excellent grades and background, so he had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see it, and continued to teach his class.

The days are so uneventful.

It wasn't until after a certain morning exercise that the boy in white and black hair returned to the classroom and habitually reached for the kitten, but it was unexpectedly empty.

He was slightly taken aback.

With delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, he pulled away the chair, knelt down half-kneeled, and glanced at the desk—there was none.

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

…just a pendant.

As he thought about it, he pursed his petal-like thin lips, rested his fair face on his arm, and blinked.

But the girls who had been paying attention to him were all stunned to see that the boy opened his eyes in a daze, the shadow of his eyelashes was faint, he seemed to be in a daze for a while, and then he pursed his lips aggrievedly, looking pitiful.

... omg.

The hearts of the girls were numb uncontrollably, and some people looked away in embarrassment, so as not to continue to be bewitched by that amazing beauty. How can there be someone in this world who looks so good-looking? Is this still human

It's okay when it's cold. This is the first time everyone has seen his bewildered expression.

Since then, the teenager has clearly changed.

He was listless in almost everything he did. In the past, he was expressionless and careless during morning exercises, but at least he would raise his eyes and stare lazily at the phalanx. After that day, he kept his head down, as if in a daze.

He is thinking about a dream.

After the kitten was lost, he often dreamed of the same scene—the flyover at night, a little girl with a blurry face, her small hands timidly holding the hem of his clothes, her big eyes kept scanning the gadgets on the floor, but Be obedient and sensible without saying a word.

I don't know why, but I want her to laugh.

He threw her a small pendant on the floor stand, because he felt that the kitten looked a bit like her. Not surprisingly, the little girl's eyes lit up, holding the pendant happily, and looking at him eagerly.

With his slender fingers resting on his lips, an imperceptible smile flashed across the young man's lips, "Let's go."

The little girl hurriedly followed closely.

People passing by the overpass all cast amazed eyes. The girl is small and naturally cute, but the boy in front is even more beautiful, so beautiful that she doesn't look like a real person.

He never liked to be noticed, so he rarely went to crowded places, except that day.

Glancing at the girl holding the pendant behind him, the boy stopped and lowered his eyes: "Let's hold."

The girl was startled, and stretched out her hand.

Small, in the boy's palm.

Once released, it is a lifetime.