Chapter 883 Cute Boys (1)

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Unfortunately, just when he had this urge, Arnold walked in and said, "Young Master Long, the Holy Master is looking for you."

Long Zhutian's face that was full of tenderness changed in an instant, back to cold and hard, and a cold light flashed across his slightly blue pupils, making Arno's back slightly chill.

"Meimei, I have something to do, so let's not talk."

Although Long Zhutian's tone was still soft, Yang Zimei still felt a little change, and she also heard Arnold's voice over the phone.

These days, her English listening and speaking have improved, and she roughly understood as if someone was looking for Long Zhutian.

"Go, love you, wait for you!"

Yang Zimei said very reluctantly.

"Love you!"

Long Zhutian's tone was solemn and tender, and he uttered these two words that Yang Zimei would never tire of hearing.

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone hastily.

"Long Shao-"

Anuo looked at Long Zhutian worriedly, "Can't you give up?"

Long Zhutian glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked out without humming...

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Holding the phone, listening to the busy tone coming from inside.

Yang Zimei's heart was lost for a while.

Leaning on the riverside, blowing the river wind, quietly recalling the bits and pieces of getting along with Long Zhutian, a burst of joy, a burst of melancholy infinite.

Suddenly, someone ran towards her like a gust of wind, reaching out to grab her arm.

Yang Zimei dodged...

The man's hand was empty.

"Students, don't think too much!"

A clear voice called out, as if to reach out to her, but didn't dare, as if she was made of bubbles, as long as she stretched out her hand, it would shatter.

Don't get lost?

Yang Zimei looked suspiciously at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her.

This is a very handsome and clean-looking boy, wearing the black and white uniform of Guangyuan Middle School, with short and flat hair, and a pair of eyelashes that stand out on his face.

He was looking at himself anxiously, and pointed to his feet, making gestures, his voice lowered, with a soft inducement, "Classmate, you are still young, young and beautiful, and the road of life is long, don't be swayed by some things. Can't think of it, no matter what, grit your teeth, it will pass..."

Yang Zimei looked at him puzzled, wondering why he would say such things to himself, "What are you talking about?"

"I mean, you come over first, don't stand here, it's very dangerous, if you have any difficulties, you can talk to me, and I'm willing to be your trash can."

The boy said anxiously.

Yang Zimei looked down at his feet and found that he was stepping on the very edge of the bridge. As long as he was a little careless, he would step in the air and fall into the river. The situation was indeed very dangerous.

She understood that the boy just rushed over and stretched out his hand to grab him, but he thought he was going to commit suicide by jumping into the river if he couldn't bear it.

She blinked her eyes with a hint of slyness in her eyes, smiled faintly at the boy, and then turned over...

The whole person fell to the bottom of the river.

"don't want!"

The boy yelled and reached out to grab her, only to grab a void.

Yang Zimei had already thudded and fell into the river...

The boy threw his bag on the ground and jumped down.

After falling into the bottomless river, he realized that he didn't know how to swim.

"Help……"

He fluttered in the water, screamed in horror, choked a mouthful of water in his mouth, and the whole person sank.

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