Who is that table mate you can t forget, and is there still a connection between you?

I was a male tablemate in the third year of junior high school.,Very attractive.,I guess it's also a girl's youth.,But I've never seen him deal with any girl.,It's probably the instinct of a boy.,He chatted with the male classmates at my back table.,I always thought they were good friends.,Until one day during the lunch break, everyone left the classroom.,I went back to get something.,I saw them kissing.。。。 That's right, it's kissing.,Since then I've asked the head teacher to move them to a position.,I don't want to be their light bulb.。。

My classmate in elementary school has been at the same table with him for three years, which means that half of the primary school time is at the same table with him. We share all kinds of hobbies. He went to the United States to study high school in his first year of high school, and now he can still contact him on QQ.

I liked it, but I was dead, so I didn't dare to contact her again, for fear that there would be hope for her in the next second.

There is no such thing as a special obsession, because of family reasons, I am constantly transferring from elementary school to middle school and even to high school, and there is almost no time to stay.

My table mate in the third year of junior high school is a girl.,Very naughty and mischievous.,When I was at the same table with her, I was disciplined by the head teacher.,I'm a junior with her now.,Not in the same school.,But it doesn't affect my contact with her.。 Actually, as long as the relationship was good at the beginning, there was nothing to chat about, and a good relationship could be maintained (she and I were both single, but there was no such mess, don't think too much, I came out with her a few nights ago, and I was arguing for her to have a treat, but I still asked AA to do it.

He was my childhood sweetheart.

It's also my love.

Never mind. I don't want to reminisce anymore.

Because I'm in.

Step up your game. Forget about him.

My junior high school classmate was a beautiful woman with a fairy spirit, and the two of us were very good in the class at that time. When we were students, our relationship has been very good, on Sunday either I went to her house or she came to my house, and then she married the richest local family, I married a poor boy in the distance, although she married the "rich second generation" but the good life did not take long for the family to be defeated by her husband, she gave birth to two little fairies, what about me, the family was very poor at the beginning, but through their own efforts now they are living an enviable life, by the way I gave birth to a fairy and a talented baby, Now I'm happy at the same table as me (her husband has already opened a restaurant with a prodigal son). We're in touch all the time now.

In the sprint stage of the third year of the 98th year, the rest time every day was not enough, we were in a fast shift, and everyone worked hard to study. There was a heavenly self-study class, and everyone was reading aloud, but I got distracted and heard a strange voice from the same table. At the same table is a female classmate, whose name is Li Ling.

At this time, her cheeks were rosy, gently on her chin, her eyes were slightly closed, and her firm nose made a slight snoring sound! At that time, there were only two kinds of female classmates in my mind, those who studied well and those who studied poorly, and I never had any other thoughts! At this moment, I admit that I was stunned for a while, my table mate is so Peugeot, really cute!

I touched my table with my elbow and woke up in an instant. Later, she and her classmates went to my house to play, and my mother said that this girl could do it. Later, they went to study separately, and often contacted by letter, and she thanked me for reminding her.

Many years later, when I contacted it, I found that the first seven digits of the number were the same, and the last four digits had the same structure, and she went back to her hometown at least 20 times a year, all passing through the school where she taught, and there was also a classmate who also taught there, who was her husband.

I remember in the third grade, my table mate was a very short girl, she always had a smile on her face, and gave me a lot of encouragement, and I still remember her.

Yes, high school tablemates and best friends. We went out together during the winter vacation. I remember when I brought a bag of snacks and she brought a box of fruits, it was a wonderful day to steal food in class!

At that time, my English was not good (although it is worse now), and the English teacher stared at me in class and asked me questions, and I was quietly slapping me in a daze, and she told me, haha!

I vaguely remember the same table please, a very outgoing and cheerful girl, a bad one, with dimples when she laughs, especially good-looking, learned taekwondo, has a lot of strength, and now there is occasional contact, more and more beautiful.

I went through many classes with him and was still in the same class, and I liked him very much, but he was so bad-tempered that he lost his temper with me on the last day of junior high school, and I never contacted him again.

When I was in elementary school, a man at the same table drew 38 lines with him, and he would stab him with a compass needle when he crossed the line, and I haven't forgotten it until now.

I had a table mate in elementary school, and when I think about it, I feel that my face is blurred, but when I laugh, it is really sweet in my heart, like my first love, and I can't forget it for a long time.

I told the teacher about eating in class, but the teacher asked him and he said I made him eat, and we were both punished to stand outside.

The two of us watched movies and ate snacks on their mobile phones together in class, and then they were caught by the teacher and punished us for inviting the whole class to eat potato chips.

When I was in junior high school, the homeroom teacher arranged for a female classmate to be next to me, and she was very fond of farting in class, and now I can think of her when I fart.

In the past, when I was in ** class, the two of us were listening to the song with ***, and then we fell asleep, and then we were found and scolded by the teacher, until now, the two of us often talk about it.

The two of them secretly ate snacks during class, thinking that the teacher was not there, but when they looked up, they found that the teacher was behind them, and then both of them were taken outside to stand on punishment.