Dressed As the Younger Brother of Four Pet Sisters and Crazy Demons

Jiang Wang thought of Li Qinian's proficiency in picking locks, and slowly shook his head:

"no."

Li Qinian was so greedy that he couldn't hold back a kiss on his face, then turned around and went to the window in the corridor of the classroom, stretched out his hand and touched the window sill.

When she touched something, a smile appeared on her face:

"I didn't expect that after such a long time, the place where this group of people hide their things is still the same."

She had a silver key in her hand.

At that time, every weekend, the squad leader and his team would go to the Internet cafe to have a blackout. On Monday, they didn't touch a word of homework, so they had to come to school at six o'clock in the morning to catch up on homework.

The life committee member in charge of opening the door couldn't get up so early, so after everyone discussed it, they simply put the key on the window sill.

With the key, the two successfully entered the classroom.

Five years later, the placement of desks and chairs in the classroom remains the same, and the desks are put together in pairs. Even the eight characters "Respecting morality, erudition, truth-seeking and innovation" pasted on the blackboard have not changed.

Li Qinian looked at the two corners near the door.

That was the exclusive place for her and Brother Wang.

She walked over, pointed to the position against the wall, and said:

"Brother Wang, I remember the first time we met, the seat you were sitting in."

She sat in Jiang Lu's place.

"Obviously I'm sleeping in class, but the physics old man just stares at me, he doesn't want to punish you."

She may never forget the scene of that day.

The cold and aloof man raised his head from between his arms, his eyes were indifferent, faintly impatient, and the first thing he said to her was——

"Is there something wrong?"

How did she answer it?

The corners of Li Qinian's mouth curled up: "Do you still remember what I said at that time?"

Jiang Wang sat down beside her.

After five years, two figures sat side by side at the desk again.

The corner of the man's mouth curled slightly, as if he had thought of something funny, and his eyes were gentle:

"Student wake up, you should be punished to stand."

The first time they met, she dragged him into the water, and the two were successfully forced to stand in the corridor by the physics teacher.

As a middle school god, the darling of all teachers, it was the first time he was punished to stand.

Li Qinian lay on the desk, looked at him sideways, and belatedly remembered something:

"That's right, you have hypermemory, of course you can remember everything."

Jiang Wang held her hand:

"no the same."

Even without hyperamnesia, he would always remember.

Li Qinian hooked her lips evilly: "Really?"

Jiang Wang took her hand and placed it on his left chest:

"It said it was certain."

The heart under the palm beats regularly.

Li Qinian blinked at him, his enchanting brows and eyes shining brightly:

"You said at that time, why didn't I realize that you were so good at talking about love?"

Jiang Lu: "It's not love words, it's the truth."

The corners of Li Qinian's mouth curved further.

She looked at the two desks together, and suddenly raised her eyebrows in surprise.

There are too many textbooks in the third year of senior high school, and most students will choose to keep some books in school.

In the drawer of the desk on the left, textbooks are piled up randomly without any order; while the desk on the right is clean and tidy, and the books are neatly arranged.

Suddenly she laughed.

For a moment, it was as if she crushed time and went back to five years ago, back to the seventeen years old of the two of them.

In the summer of that year, the sun was scorching hot, the cicadas chirped outside the window, the old fans in the classroom creaked, and under the scorching sun, you could still see chalk dust floating in the air.

In the silence, the cold and jade-like young man beside her knocked on her desk, reminding in a deep voice:

"Wake up, it's time for class."

She raised her head and opened her eyes in sleepy eyes, and saw the man's brows and eyes were picturesque, bathing in the scorching sun.

Behind him, all is light.

Good night, there are probably dozens of chapters left!