那年,我读高二。花一样的年龄。六月,我们换了班主任,我不喜欢他,他上课时,我看小说。我疯狂地迷上了小说,迷上了班上的一个男生。下课的瞬间,我都会迫不及待地拿起同桌的手机给他发短信,或者骚扰他一下,看着他惊慌失 That year, I read high school. The same age of flowers. In June, we changed the class teacher, I do not like him, he class, I read novels. I’m crazy hooked on the novel, fascinated by a boy in the class. The moment of get out of class, I can not wait to pick up his cell phone at the same table to send text messages to him, or harass him, watching him panic