C in the audience watched intently. The wealthy playboy was finally hooked into the back of a luxury RV by his good friend's childhood sweetheart.
The first night of B also ends this night.
A little fairy lives in every good girl's heart, surging around under your precious and gentle skin.
Watching "gossip girl", countless times I will think back to my middle school years and those boys and girls who have passed through elementary school where their popularity is measured by their grades, and have ignorantly seen the prospects of working hard beyond their grades.
At that time, the flowers of puppy love sprouted everywhere, driving into the young body where each hormone had begun to activate.
In the back garden of the campus, you can always see men and women with little hands and smiling faces.
I remember that in the campus radio meeting between classes, the principal’s instructions were heard from time to time: "Class XX students, please don’t pull and pull in or out of the classroom."
This is a middle school in the South, very south and very south. Our principal Like the principal in McDull, he speaks Cantonese and Mandarin with Chaozhou accent.
When I was admitted to that middle school, it was mostly aristocratic school uniform with a black suit, A-line skirt and red bow tie. A few years later, I discovered that the most fascinating thing is the translucent white shirt with red bottoming shorts.
In the rainy season, there are always girls with wet upper bodies breaking into the classroom. The translucent white shirt is looming against the corset. Water drops dripping down the thighs under the red shorts. The boy behind him blushes or jokingly. Yellow jokes on the road.
At that time, many girls still didn't know how to wear bra or were ashamed to admit the changes in the body of a woman, and went to school every day in a bra. I just remember that there was a girl who was as avant-garde as S in the class next door, wearing a thin black bra, and a pair of small chests were eye-catching outside the white school uniform lining.
She walked into the dreams of countless acne-covered male classmates with great fanfare, and ignited the jealousy of female classmates who pretended to be conservative, upright and pure, like Queen B who formulated the unspoken rules of campus.
There are female classmates who really don't know walking behind her, spitting at the slut. I was fascinated by her indifferent face.
She is the little fairy who lives in my heart. Together with those girls in red pants who ride on motorcycles without taking off school uniforms after class, and the long hair dancing in the wind, they are the most youthful images in my heart.
Not everyone has the courage to face the true self, such as B, C, and S.
After the night of losing her chastity, B confessed to the priest in the church. She was afraid of going to hell and being punished by God.
She never acknowledged her love for C, and attributed it to her heartbreaking gaffe after drinking, and trying to rehabilitate her boyfriend.
She wears the crown of "Queen" on top of her head, which is her noble shackles, tightly clinging to her courage to confide true love, and there is no room for taint and threat.
How painful and young is this kind of competition?
How abrupt and similar to this entanglement?
Since then, many B-style "good students" wearing glasses and unaltered school uniforms walked broadly and smoothly according to the path their parents led, or there were many S-style bad girls who skipped classes, fights, and drank alcohol. "Changing evil and returning to righteousness", clearing up the mood, reading, reading, working, getting married and getting married will bury the absurdity of childhood in my heart, just like S's mother Lili.
The others who did not repent and always struggled with the rules were eventually thrown away from this earth, leaving the bustling reality completely forgotten.
When we bid farewell to the competition, our youth will be completely gone, and we will finally be as peaceful as our parents and become what God wants.
Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere, but we always want to finish walking around and ascend to heaven.
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