Li Shunan raised his hand and gently rubbed the corner of her eye. His voice was magnetic and deep."So, stop crying. My heart will ache."
Jiang Lingzhi felt that the place he rubbed against was a little itchy, and she blinked her eyes.
Li Shunan stared at her without blinking. His light brown eyes were filled with a gentle light. He lowered his voice slightly and looked more serious."Didn't I tell you not to worry?"
His Adam's apple bobbed slowly. He raised his hand and gently rubbed her head. He said in a low voice,"I don't just like you."
".."
"So…Don't worry."
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The Mathematics competition at the end of March soon arrived.
The competition this time was the provincial preliminaries.
After that, there will be the National League.
The match was scheduled for Friday.
It was the second test that day, and they only had one spot in Class Eight.
