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College life is much richer than high school. She is used to the study habits of the third year of high school, and every time she has no class, she will look for a class she likes to sit in. Therefore, she met her first best friend in college. Of course, her roommate was not included in this, at first. Her name is Luo Xue, and she is also in the 1997 class. She met Luo Xue when she was taking an English business class. Several times she sat next to Luo Xue. Luo Xue saw that she didn't bring a textbook every time, and only would encounter her in this teacher's class, so the two started chatting. Wang Xi is very tall, neither fat nor thin. She has a good figure, but her looks are quite average. Luo Xue is not tall, only 160cm, but she looks very good. It was only later that Wang Xi learned that Luo Xue was Shang Ying's flower. They finally became acquainted with each other, and Luo Xue said that she would take her to meet her boyfriend. Wang Xi burst into tears

Back home, his mother. That's right; she will be his Wang Licheng's mother from now on. Mother asked him to go to the bathroom; she went to the kitchen to bring in hot water and poured water for him to bathe. There was only a large brown-red basin in the corner of the bathroom, which was the first time she had seen this type of basin. Mother poured hot water into a large basin. "I'll get the clothes from you, and you'll add the cold water yourself." Did I make a mistake? This environment is really not ordinary. Fortunately it's not cold now. This empty bathroom; how to take a shower in winter? There is no shower gel in the bathroom, just a bar of soap, not even shampoo. There are also two towels hanging on the cement wall, and I don't know which one belongs to Wang Licheng. The blackness on the ground should also be cement. Because of the dampness, some green moss and white salt grew on the corner of the wall. Mother found the clothes and

  The summer heat is dry and hot, it is obviously only May, and at noon, the air inhaled seems to be scalding hot. The mountains and fields are full of periwinkle flowers, cat faces, wild peony, and large white grasses, swaying in the wind. . Nine-year-old Fu Ping’An didn't seem to know whether it was hot or cold. She walked through the grass like a happy child, and found half a dead hare in a gardenia bush. She seemed to think of something. A litter of three little rabbits came out. The little rabbits had just opened their eyes and had a thin layer of fluff. They were huddled together. She guessed that the dead hare was probably the mother of the litter of rabbits, and Wong Tai Sin killed the mother rabbit, this litter of bunnies has become an orphan. There was an inexplicable emotion in her heart, or it was because she was also an orphan, and the little rabbit without a mother would soon die. She remembered the mammy had hugged her, who was about to fall asleep, and whispered