The Little Moments When I’m In Love With You - Chapter 813

Chapter 813 Setting sun and stars (6)

Han Luo and Shen Ruoxing were in the same class when they were in their freshman year.

It ’s just that Han Luo, who does n’t like to talk and treats girls very coldly, has been sitting in the last row of the class because of her height, while Shen Ruoxing is sitting in the third row of the class.

High school rules are very strict. Even boys and girls walking side by side may be suspected to be early love by teachers.

For this reason, Han Luo and Shen Ruoxing had to walk into the school gate one after the other each morning. After arriving in the class, Han Luo spoke to only a few boys sitting around him, plus Shen Ruoxing only spoke to himself. Some of the girls were arguing, so until the end of the first semester, no one knew that they were neighbors, and no one found a little ambiguous between them.

After the final exam of the first semester of high school, the class was in a mess, and the students were unbridled chatting and answering the questions, while packing and waiting for the teacher to announce school.

Shen Ruoxing sat in his position, watching his own table holding a weird book and studying, and couldn’t help but ask, “What are you looking at?”

“I’m looking at the palmist!” Her classmate looked up from the book, smiled at her, and whimpered: “Come and come, stretch out your hand, I’ll count it for you.”

“Never mind, these palms, fortune tellers, or whatever are deceiving.” Although Shen Ruoxing said so, he still obediently reached out and handed it to his classmate, “Oh, look. Right. “

“Cough! Let me study it carefully!” She held Shen Ruoxing’s small hand at the same table, watching the lines in the center of her palms, and a pair of eyebrows wrinkled and stretched from time to time, shaking her head and sighing.

Shen Ruoxing looked at her, and couldn’t help but laugh a little, “You see what’s coming, you say it.”

“Ah, you palmist, there is a name in the book called Broken Palm!” Her classmate looked up and looked at Shen Ruoxing with a sad look: “Do you know what Broken Palm means? Broke Palm!”

The smile on Shen Ruoxing’s face froze after hearing her words.

“This … how do you say …” While holding her hand at the same table and wanting to say something, Han Luo, who was passing by their table, stopped, and looked down at them both. “What are you doing?”

“Well, nothing.” Shen Ruoxing hurriedly pulled his hand back from the same table, with an awkward expression on his face.

“What are you doing?” Han Luo turned her curious gaze to Shen Ruoxing’s table.

When Han Luo looked at the same table, she was a little embarrassed at once and said, “We just studied palmistry, that … her palmistry is, according to the book, a broken palm … this, it will be Koff …”

Shen Ruoxing, listening to her at the same table, held her breath for a moment and looked nervously at Han Luo.

Han Luo listened to what she said at the table. She couldn’t help squinting. She glanced at Shen Ruoxing, and then looked at her at the same table. She said, “It doesn’t matter, I’m dead.”

? ? ?

Shen Ruoxing was at the same table with her. After hearing Han Luo’s words, she stared at him with question marks.

Han Luo stared blankly at Shen Ruoxing’s same table, his voice faintly said: “There is another suggestion, if you can’t speak, it’s better not to talk. Going out fortune telling like you will be killed by others. “

(End of this chapter)