He said that he didn’t like studying and homework. But after writing, I will see you next time.
Madison lowered her eyes. For a long time, she said softly: “After that, I won’t write.”
He raised his eyebrows: “Writing, why don’t you write. Anyway, there is nothing to do.” He was open-minded, but with a sense of courage, “I try my best, but I may never get into your class.”
Meng listened to what else he wanted to say. He took her to the bus stop. Although it was raining, it was always good to get less.
At the bus stop, he took back his soaked clothes.
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