When he took the elevator again,the elevator also stopped on this floor. However,he didn't Zhao Qingyu to appear at the entrance of the elevator this time. It was empty and he ju,disappeared.
I didn't have time to ask him why my hand was hurt. Was it still painful? Before he had time for this,he left without looking back. He left me a blank figure.
The thought that was too pale to be revealed was suppressed. I sat in the car and stopped in the car for a long time. The busy work of the pa,few days made me unable to breathe. If,even if,this was how things happened,I didn't stop for a moment.
I started the car and left the Hospital. When I returned to school,the Student had already come to class. I stood outside the classroom and observed the teaching situation of the various teacher befor
