There's something wrong with my love letter system

Chapter 41 My own mess, clean up by myself!

Inside the Qinya Fangyuan Apartment.

Tang Yimo stretched, stood up from the computer chair, and twisted her sore neck.

I came to the living room, lay on the sofa, and planned to brush Bilibili for a while to relax.

By coincidence, he clicked on Li Zheyu's space again.

There is a newly uploaded piano piece - "The Wind Rises".

uh~~
Tang Yimo's eyes lit up, and he opened them immediately.

Close the barrage and enjoy it quietly.

"Ting bell ding bell ding bell..."

The ringtone of the WeChat call suddenly rang.

Seeing the caller's profile picture, Tang Yimo couldn't help feeling numb all over.

Yuguotianqing? !
It's so late, why did he suddenly voice to himself?
Don't you know that this point in time... is a bit ambiguous?

And they are not yet familiar enough to use voice calls as a form of communication.

Li Zheyu, he... has crossed the line a bit!

However, his finger... uncontrollably swiped the answer button.

"Hey, are you in love with each other?"

Li Zheyu's voice sounded a little anxious, completely without the cold breath of the past.

"Well, it's me." Tang Yimo had no choice but to answer bravely.

silent for a while...

"I'm sorry to disturb you so late, because I feel that someone is pretending to be you, so I have no choice but to call to confirm."

"Huh?! Someone pretending to be me?!" Tang Yimo suddenly felt his breath stagnate.

"Uh, it's okay, now it's confirmed that that person is a counterfeit! I'm sorry to disturb your rest, good night."

"……Good night."

After hanging up the call, Tang Yimo fell into a daze for an instant.

The person pretending to be himself... who could it be?
…………

in the alley.

Li Zheyu put the phone back into his pocket, and approached Xia Yanling step by step with a ferocious face.

Xia Yanling couldn't help shaking her head, shaking violently all over, and kept stepping back.

Soon, her back had touched the wall, and there was no way she could retreat.

Li Zheyu grabbed her shoulders with terrifying strength.

Xia Yanling felt that her shoulder blades were about to be crushed.

"Why did you pretend to be the author of "The Essence of Love"?!" Li Zheyu asked in a fierce voice, word by word.

Xia Yanling's facial features were twisted into a ball, and she said in a crying voice, "I...I...I really didn't do it on purpose!"

"Bang~~" sounded.

Li Zheyu punched the wall next to Xia Yanling's ear, and the wind of the punch whipped her hair into a wild dance.

Xia Yanling screamed "Ah" in fright.

"Who is the real author?"

Excluding Xia Yanling, the possibility of Tang Yimo being the real author soared instantly.

If Tang Yimo is the author, it is impossible for Xia Yanling, who is at the same table, to not know about it.

Xia Yanling nodded desperately: "I know."

"Tell me quickly!" Li Zheyu urged sharply.

"She is……"

"Yanling!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man's exclamation sounded from the alley ahead.

Li Zheyu followed the prestige and saw a man riding a battery car rushing towards here.

Depending on the circumstances, it might be Xia Yanling's father.

Li Zheyu gave Xia Yanling a hard look, then left her and turned away.

When the middle-aged man passed by Xia Yanling's side, he didn't stop, but continued to drive forward, shouting:

"Little rascal, stop for me, don't run!"

Seeing this, Xia Yanling quickly caught up with her father and grabbed his battery car.

"Dad! He is my classmate, don't chase after him!"

Xia Yulin stopped the car and looked at her daughter with a livid face.

"You didn't go home so late, and you didn't answer your phone calls. I thought something happened to you?! You're lucky, you're fooling around with boys here!"

Xia Yanling's pretty face turned red up to her ears, and she stomped her feet and said, "Dad, you misunderstood, we are... that is... practicing oral English!"

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?! Tell me who that little bastard is? I want to talk to him in person."

Because Xia Yulin didn't study hard back then, after failing the college entrance examination, he directly found a job as a broadband installer.

Work is not tiring, and he can barely maintain family expenses, but more than ten years have passed, and his life is still stagnant.

If anything, the body was wider, the hair thinner, and the complexion darker.

Many of my high school classmates back then have become social elites, business executives, and some even founded their own companies...

When the alumni reunion was held, everyone would drive a Mercedes-Benz or a BMW, or a Volkswagen or a TOYOTA, and he was the only one who... took the bus.

Alas, when you are young and frivolous, it is fun for a while, but when you grow up, you will realize how miserable it is!

This daughter has become his only hope to turn over!

Wait for my daughter to pass the 985 and 211 exams, and then find a boy from a wealthy family to fall in love and marry.

Maybe, from now on, he, Xia Yulin, can take advantage of his son-in-law's light to bring his dead tree back to life again.

Therefore, a daughter's love should never be hasty!
It must be used on the cutting edge!

Xia Yanling glared at her father complainingly: "We are really just ordinary classmates! If you make trouble in school, all the classmates will laugh at me!"

Xia Yulin pondered for a while, his nostrils bulging, and he didn't say anything more.

My daughter was right, making trouble at school would only embarrass her.

"Remember to go home on time after school. If you have to come back late for something, you must call us, you know?"

Xia Yanling nodded: "Understood."

"Come on quickly." Xia Yulin tilted his head towards the back seat of the battery car.

…………

The next day, Tuesday.

This is also the last day before the composition finals.

As soon as Xia Yanling walked into the classroom of Grade 1 ([-]) Class, she grabbed Tang Yimo's hand.

"I have something to tell you, come out."

"What's the matter, can't you talk about it in your seat?"

Tang Yimo was memorizing his English text furiously, and couldn't bear to let go.

"It's really impossible to talk about it here, so you have to work hard to move on!" Xia Yanling showed a pleading look.

Could it be because he was rejected for confessing his love to Yan Junxi? !
Tang Yimo stood up suspiciously, and followed Xia Yanling out of the classroom.

The roof of the teaching building.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xia Yanling's knees suddenly softened, and she knelt down in front of Tang Yimo with a "plop".

"Yimo, hit me! Don't be soft!"

Tang Yimo jumped back in fright: "You begged me before I hung up?! What happened?"

At the same time, Xia Yanling was pulled up from the ground.

"Last night, Li Zheyu mistakenly identified me as the author of "The Essence of Love Letters". I was fascinated for a while, so I agreed!"

"!!"

"Later, he invited me to dinner, and for a while... I couldn't hold back... so I went."

Tang Yimo's mouth instantly opened into a big O shape, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"So it's you who pretended to be me?!"

"I really didn't mean to!"

Xia Yanling pouted to cry, grabbed Tang Yimo's arm and kept shaking it, "Just forgive me."

Tang Yimo glared at Xia Yanling angrily: "Okay, okay, don't shake it, it's easy for me to forgive you, but I don't know if Li Zheyu will let you go?"

As he spoke, he poked Xia Yanling's forehead fiercely with his finger: "I'm really getting more and more daring!"

Xia Yanling pursed her lips: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L l L K L L I will never dare again! Can you tell Li Zheyu not to trouble me? You are the real author, and he will definitely listen to you! "

Tang Yimo rolled her eyes at Xia Yanling: "You should clean up your own mess! The bell for class is ringing!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the stairs.

"My good sister, don't wait until you die!" Xia Yanling hurriedly chased after her.

(End of this chapter)