Chapter 75 Yan Xinyu’s Memories!

Quiet room, cool breeze, soft bed, fragrance...

In a sweet dream, the wind blows on my long hair, and dew drops on my face.

The sun shines, and the whole body feels warm, as if you are being hugged in a warm embrace. The slight warm wind blows gently on the back of your neck, which is very itchy and comfortable.

From childhood to adulthood, I have always been like an abandoned child at home. Although my parents are very strict with themselves and always ask them to study hard, so that they can marry a good family and live a happy life after they grow up. I also work very hard, strictly demanding on myself in class every day, listening carefully to the teacher's lectures, and after returning home from school, I also study my homework hard and complete the homework assigned by the teacher. But for some reason, my efforts cannot bring corresponding results.

My parents also see my own efforts, but my grades are getting worse and worse as I grow older. I know that I am very stupid. It takes ten hours for others to memorize the texts that others can memorize in one hour. And in the one or two days after memorizing, I forget it completely without leaving any trace. I work very hard and work hard. As the requests of my parents and teachers, I am a good student at school and a good child at home.

However, the premise of a good student is to have good grades, and the premise of a good child is to satisfy the vanity of parents.

No matter how good other aspects are, they are not loved by their parents and teachers. In school, perhaps the teacher at most ignores themselves. But at home, every time their younger brothers and sisters come home with their transcripts and various certificates, praise and rewards are more than once. As for me, no matter how well the meal is, no matter how clean the clothes are washed, no matter how clean the home is, no matter how tidy the house is, I still can't get a little praise.

Who can I blame for this?

By chance, I heard my parents talking that my daughter was raised for others, just to expect her to marry a family and rely on her in-laws to help her son in the future. But how can I marry a good family? It is not possible to rely solely on appearance. Look at my neighbors and daughters from relatives and friends.

No matter how beautiful or gentle a graduate of junior high school, no matter how beautiful a person is, no one can marry.

And even if those college students have a very big temper and don’t look very good, they can find good families, either promising or rich...

What about myself? I'm afraid it's just like those girls who marry into nearby villages or towns after graduating from junior high school!

Who can I blame this? I can only blame myself for being too stupid. No matter how hard I study, I can’t get good grades. Even high school is because Qingcheng No. 9 Middle School really can’t accept students, so I accept myself.

What about after that?

Can you get into college by yourself?

My current grades are probably a big problem even after graduating from high school.

I have liked those male classmates who have good grades since I was a child, but they regard them as beasts. I know the reason very well. Although I am very beautiful, many people like me, and many people have written love letters to me. However, none of those who like me and write love letters to me are good grades. They are all a group of classmates who fight and make trouble all day long, play electronic games all night, and even smoke and gambling.

It’s not that there are good students who like themselves and help them review their homework, but they will always be warned and threatened by bad students or even beaten.

Over time, no good student has come close to him.

Why is this happening?

Because I am getting more and more beautiful, I have become a disaster for beauty in the mouths of those good students.

On the first day of high school, I saw a boy. When I first noticed him, he was staring at me, but his eyes were not annoying, as if he knew him since childhood. However, his attitude problem was a bit serious. As soon as he spoke, he said, "Good morning for a beautiful girl." No one has ever called me that in school. He must be a bad student, but he is still a very bad one!

When he was in school the next day, he changed his mind. He didn't read me. He held a book in his hand and read it seriously. He could tell that because he had the same look when he was reading the book, I wonder if he was a very hardworking idiot like him. He suddenly felt a little sympathy for him, but he walked past the door of his class and did not read it in, which made his mood feel a little bit depressed.

The courses on that day were all exams, and I always had inexplicable fear of exams. In the last exam in the morning, I knew that I had read all the questions, but I couldn't remember them at all. I did it casually, and I didn't check it, so I handed in advance. The sun was very big, and I forgot the umbrella I brought in the morning in the classroom, which was a little hot.

As I walked, it suddenly started to rain heavily. I was surprised to find that I was not being drenched by the rain, but I could still feel the cold rain in my white sandals. I turned around and saw him, using an umbrella to hide his rain, while part of his body was drenched in the rain. Looking at his smile, I suddenly felt that he might be a bad student, but definitely not a bad person. I said thank you to him, but he directly said he wanted to send me home...

On the way, I was worried that if my relatives, friends, or even my parents saw a boy sending me home, I would definitely scold myself severely. I walked very slowly and hoped that the rain would stop soon, but God did not meet my expectations, and the rain kept falling.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, he lent me an umbrella and ran into a small restaurant by himself.

My worries no longer exist...

In the afternoon, I brought his umbrella with me. Whenever I finished class, I would stand at the door of the class and wait, preparing to return the umbrella to him. But I didn't expect that he would have been reading in the classroom and had to wait until after school. When I was over, I waited for him, but when I was anxious, I actually took the wrong umbrella and gave him my umbrella. But when I got home, I realized that I was holding his umbrella.

On the third day, when I returned to the classroom, I found that my umbrella was hanging on my seat. It was just his, but I forgot to bring it. When I got home, I found that the umbrella was missing. Later I found out that the umbrella was taken to use by my father. Not only that, the umbrella was also broken...

In the next few days, I kept hiding from him intentionally, and he never asked me for an umbrella again.

The test scores were also out. I didn’t expect that he was the class monitor of the next class. He got the first place in the year, and he got full marks in all subjects! His name is Lin Yu. When he heard his name, he would think of that day when he was sheltering himself from the rain while he was wet in the rain.

Lin Yu suddenly left a place in his heart, a very important position.

Once in physical education class, I accidentally fell down and injured my hand. Not only did I not study well, I was also an idiot in sports. I often fell and injured while running. As a sister at home, I often took care of my younger brothers and sisters. For this reason, I also knew how to take care of myself. I prepared band-aids, red potions, tissues and pure water in my schoolbag at any time. But when I was taking physical education class and preparing to go back to the classroom, I met Lin Yu.

When Lin Yu saw me being injured, he didn't say anything, and took my hand to the convenience store in front of a group of classmates, bought band-aids, water, and tissues to clean my wounds. That was the first time I was held by a male classmate, or in front of many classmates. For some reason, I didn't refuse, and he scolded me for a while, but I was very happy.

After that time, I found that he liked me, cared about me very much, and cared about me very much!

Even my parents have never treated me like that. I used to be injured often. Every time I was injured, my parents would scold me and ask me to deal with the wound myself. I never treated me personally like him.

Maybe there is, but that is something that I have only happened when I was very young, and I haven’t started to remember things or started to study.

Since then, I have never avoided him deliberately, and he has no choice but to mention the umbrella. Maybe he knows that the umbrella has been broken.

After all, we only met in less than a month.

I don't know if he is considering his girlfriend, but in my mind, he becomes my boyfriend.

I don't know if I have become a bad girl, staying alone in his dormitory, lying on his bed, being held in his arms by him, but there is no idea of ​​rejection. Instead, I hold him with my hand and hold him tightly, not letting go.

His heart is very warm and comfortable.

His hands were very strong and powerful. Although he held me, he didn't use any force. He just surrounded me and held me in his arms.

I really hope I can lie on his bed every day, be held in his arms, smelling the smell of his body, a fascinating smell.

It turned out that I was not in love with his bed, but in love with his taste and the person he was.

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"Xinyu!"

Yan Xinyu heard the whisper behind her and opened her eyes. It was unlike what she saw yesterday that she saw a smiling face. Now she saw a pair of hands, a pair of hands that surrounded herself with airtightness.

In junior high school, many girls said that Yan Xinyu had big breasts and no brains. Yan Xinyu felt very wronged about this. She always felt that she was not a normal 16-year-old girl, because none of the girls of the same age as her had breasts as big as hers. A long time ago, Yan Xinyu started wearing her mother's underwear. After putting on her underwear, her breasts became more prominent, larger, and firmer.

Walking on the street, the people around you always put them on their breasts at first sight, not only on the street, but also on the school teachers and classmates. I also know that big breasts are more attractive to men. This is my pride and a burden, and I am envious and jealous of many girls.

But now, Lin Yu's big hands were placed on his chest, and he used a little force on his ten fingers.

Yan Xinyu could clearly feel that her chest was deeply squeezed!
Chapter completed!