"So why don't you stay on your broken island this time? You can't just go to Fengdu City to reminisce with me, can you?
In that case, I will start to doubt your sexual orientation. "
A few minutes later, Xia Ya, who ended the gun science popularization, bumped into Simfer's shoulder, with a sarcasm on her face.
Simfran didn't speak. Instead, she looked at the high school across from her. Her fiery eyes seemed to penetrate the silk scarf.
It was a girl with shoulder length short hair carrying a schoolbag. She wore a white shirt, a pleated skirt, and a red bow ribbon at the back of her head