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"Hurry! Send it!"

Just three words, together with An Ran's "remember", fried the boy's brain to pieces.

So, as soon as his mind got hot, he reached out from his pocket and took out a love letter that he had already written. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and handed it to An Ran, "An Ran, I like you, please accept it!"

An Ran looked at the pink letter paper folded into a heart in front of her, and was confused for a moment.

But she soon realized that she was being confessed.

So, she looked at the boy with a smile and said softly, "Thank you for your love, I have no intention of falling in love prematurely."

——"Nothing in return, I can't accept this."

She never expected that she would actually receive a love letter in her lifetime, or receive a love letter under such circumstances.

I don’t know if it’s because of my age or what.

Although the situation in front of him was funny, he felt calmer than ever before.

Rejection is to be expected.

The boy opened his eyes with regret and looked at An Ran's face, which was as bright as white jade, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and a gentle and affectionate face. He just felt that even if his first active confession in his life was rejected, it would not be in vain for him to be here with her today. This chance encounter was not in vain for him to muster up the courage to confess his love.

In the noisy corridor, the handsome young man had a red face and red eyes. He looked at the picturesque An Ran in silence for a long time, and then slowly smiled brightly, "It doesn't matter, my name is Wei Yuanfeng. I like you very much." An Ran, please remember my name."

The young man's voice was hearty, and there was a seriousness that was easily distinguishable among the noisy crowd.

An Ran doesn't hate it.

She suppressed the smile on her face and looked at him with gentle but firm eyes, "Wei Yuanfeng, I will remember that you were the first person to send me a love letter."

A gust of wind blew into the corridor, blowing An Ran's black hair that hung gently on his shoulders. A burst of good fragrance poured into the tip of Wei Yuanfeng's nose, pure and clear, just like the one he walked downstairs in his home community in March every year. The fragrance you smell when you stand next to the white magnolia that blooms as expected.

It is always intoxicating and always brings peace, beauty and joy to people.

Look at the picturesque person in front of you.

Wei Yuanfeng suddenly felt that his first love in his life during his freshman year of high school might become a movie that would never end in his life.

Although the confession failed, unexpectedly, it did not affect the boy's mood.

Wei Yuanfeng even felt a little happy.

Soon, he regained his composure, said goodbye to An Ran with a polite smile, and then turned around and walked towards his companion who was standing there laughing and waiting for him.

Seeing the four teenagers noisily going up the stairs, they disappeared around the corner of the stairs in an instant.

The students who were watching around quickly dispersed.

An Ran withdrew her gaze from the stairwell and turned to the gloomy sky, where water light flashed.

She hurriedly looked at the roadside of the playground in the distance. Many students were running towards the teaching building with their heads in their hands.

It's raining, but Zhou Nigyue hasn't come yet.

She couldn't stand any longer and raised her feet to look for her, but soon she saw Zhou Nigyue running towards her from far away holding a black bag with a hat on her head.

Just wear a hat.

After she breathed a sigh of relief, she took out a tissue from her pocket, took out one, and stood quietly on the roadside waiting for her.

"An Ran, I bought it, are you okay?" Zhou Nigyue saw An Ran standing on the corridor on the first floor waiting from a distance, and she restrained herself from running towards her faster.

"It's okay." An Ran smiled and raised his hand to wipe away a few drops of water on her face, "Sorry, I have to ask you to buy things for me in the rain."

"What's the matter? Fortunately, we didn't get caught in the rain today." Zhou Nigyue quickly took out the sanitary napkin wrapped in a black plastic bag and stuffed it into An Ran's arms, "Let's go to the toilet quickly."

"Okay, let's go to the girls' bathroom on the first floor." The one on the first floor is closest.

"Okay." Zhou Nigyue had no objection to this, but was still thinking about An Ran's stomach, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

"It hurts, but it's okay. I'm used to it." An Ran just finished answering when she found that the black sanitary napkin in her hand was snatched away by Zhou Nigyue, "What's wrong?"

"I'll get it." Zhou Nigyue reached out to hold An Ran's arm and told her her own experience, "I rarely have dysmenorrhea, but I had it for a while when I was preparing for the graduation exam in the first half of the year. It was really painful."

"A lot of pressure, nervousness, right?" An Ran also had the same experience, especially the month before the exam, she was in so much pain that she couldn't get up from the bed. She couldn't sleep all night long, and even taking painkillers didn't help.

"Correct!"

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The weak sunlight shines on the bed through the window, and the big raindrops outside the window patter on the window. The wind roars, but the room is filled with silence and tranquility.

Everyone else in the dormitory has gone to the classroom for class, and there are still five minutes until the afternoon class time.

An Ran lay down on the bed, curled up, breathing intermittently and lightly.

The quilt that was tightly wrapped around her body was randomly pulled aside, and the cold wind wrapped around her body. She was conscious, but could not open her eyes for a long time. She also tried very hard to get up, but found that she was exhausted. She touched her forehead and felt a little. fever.

She knew she had a fever and wanted to go to class, but she was powerless.

I had no choice but to take out my mobile phone and call the class teacher to ask for leave.

Hearing that she had a fever, Lao Chen readily approved her lie, but she also lied like Lao Chen. She said she did not have antipyretics but did.

After asking for leave, I forced myself to go to the bathroom and change into a sanitary napkin. Then I returned to bed, wrapped myself in a quilt, and fell asleep again.

An Ran, who fell asleep, did not know that the story of Wei Yuanfeng sending her a love letter in the corridor in the morning was quickly spreading around the campus after fermentation at noon.

After several girls from Grade 1, Grade 1 heard the news in the dormitory at noon, they immediately came to class to see the person responsible for the gossip, but found that An Ran was not in the classroom at all.

They had no choice but to besiege Zhou Nigyue.

"Zhou Nigyue, you went with her this morning, didn't you know?"

"I really don't know." Zhou Nigyue looked at the classmates in front of her and felt very confused, "Where did you hear this? Don't tell me it's just someone else's rumor."

"How come it's just a rumor? Everyone in Class 9, Grade 1, knows about it. Now many people in the school know about it."

"Didn't you and An Ran go out during the second period break this morning? The time is just right."

"Yes, tell me, did you go to see the person who confessed to her?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Nigyue frowned and carefully reviewed what happened in the morning in her mind. She was really sure that no one sent a love letter to An Ran. "An Ran and I went out. , but we went shopping and didn’t see what you said.”

"Is it true?" Several classmates spoke aggressively, as if they had to ask her about the ugly girl today, "Think carefully, did you miss any news? Someone took advantage of you and An Ran when they were not together. , quietly stuffed her a love letter."

"How is that possible?" Zhou Nigyue retorted loudly, "Even An Ran..."

She wanted to say that An Ran had menstrual cramps that were so painful that she couldn't walk, so how could she still accept a love letter, but her words took another turn.