Save the Bachelor of Heaven

   Chapter 1755 1757 [A flowering tree]

   Turning the other day, after school, Xiang Nan came to Cong Shan's class.

   "Classmate, call Cong Shan for me." He smiled and said to a female classmate by the door.

  When the female classmate saw Xiang Nan, she was pleasantly surprised.

   As a legend in the school, Xiang Nan is not only famous, capable, and handsome, but also took photos with the leaders. In the eyes of the students, Xiang Nan is simply a hero, so he is naturally very excited to see him talking to himself.

   "Student, please call Cong Shan for me." Seeing that she didn't move, Xiang Nan said it again with a smile.

   "Oh, good." The female classmate woke up like a dream, and hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Cong Shan, someone is looking for you."

   Cong Shan looked up, and suddenly panicked, unexpectedly, Xiang Nan found the class and came to the class.

   At this time, the other students also saw Xiang Nan, and couldn't help but get excited. At the same time, he looked at Cong Shan, wondering what Xiang Nan wanted her for.

   Seeing this, Cong Shan was even more embarrassed, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and get up.

   "Cong Shan, go, go!" Her tablemate, who watched the excitement, didn't think it was a big deal, and kept urging.

   Cong Shan had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked forward, blushing and whispering, "You, what do you want from me?"

   "I wrote a poem and I want to give it to you." Xiang Nan said with a smile, and stuffed a paper crane into Cong Shan's hand, then turned and left.

   Cong Shan was taken aback. She didn't expect that Xiang Nan could write poems.

  Because as far as she knew, Xiang Nan was selected for the national martial arts team because of his good kung fu. It stands to reason that he should have well-developed limbs and a simple mind, so how could he write poetry?

  She walked back a little puzzled.

   "Cong Shan, what did he want you for?"

   "Cong Shan, does he like you?"

   "Cong Shan, do you know him?"

  The students all asked.

   Cong Shan waved her hands again and again, returned to her seat, and bowed her head in silence.

   After a long time, seeing that everyone stopped paying attention to her, she secretly unfolded the paper crane, and saw that there was really a poem written on the paper.

   Didn't read the content, just read the handwriting, Cong Shan's eyes lit up.

  Because this character is so well written, horizontal and vertical, iron painted with silver hooks, beautiful and generous. The so-called handwriting is like a person, and being able to write such good handwriting makes Cong Shan's first impression very good.

  After that, she secretly read the poem.

   "A flowering tree

   how to make you meet me

   in my best moments

   for this

  I have prayed to the Buddha for five hundred years

  Pray to the Buddha to let us form a relationship

  The Buddha turned me into a tree

  Grow by the road you must pass

in the sun

  It is full of flowers carefully

  Blossoms are my hope from previous life

   when you approach

  Please listen carefully

   That trembling leaf

   is my passion for waiting

   And when you finally walk by ignoring

   fell all over the place behind you

Oh my friend

   That's not a petal

  That is my withered heart"

  After Cong Shan finished reading, she felt her heart was struck by lightning.

  The unspeakable excitement made her tremble uncontrollably.

  She has never read such a romantic poem, every word is so beautiful, combined together, it is like an arrow of Eros, directly piercing her heart. Let her have the consciousness that even if she dies now, it is worthwhile.

  She is excited, she is excited, she is happy, with a heart, drifting and drifting, shaking and shaking, she doesn't know where her soul will return.

  …

   After school at noon, Xiang Nan stopped Cong Shan on his way home again.

   "Is my poem well written?" He asked with a smile, showing his white teeth.

   Cong Shan blushed and nodded.

   "Then what's your answer?" Xiang Nan laughed again.

   Cong Shan blushed again, embarrassed to speak.

  Even though she loves this poem very much, admires Xiang Nan's talent very much, and has a heart of admiration for Xiang Nan personally, but the girl's reserve still dare not say it out loud.

   "If you don't speak again, I will take it as your agreement." Xiang Nan laughed.

   Cong Shan was still hesitating, but after all, she didn't run away like yesterday.

   Seeing this, Xiang Nan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, grabbed her hand, and with a slight shake, Cong Shan involuntarily sat on the front beam of his two-eighth bar.

  Xiang Nan then kicked his pedals and led her roaring across the street.

   "Hey, hey, there's still me~" My best friend couldn't help shouting when she saw this, and then said with emotion, "It would be great if there were boys chasing me like this."

  …

  Xiang Nan stepped on his bicycle and drove Cong Shan along the road.

  Cong Shan sat on the front beam, as if being hugged by Xiang Nan, which made her both excited and shy, her heart beating so loudly that she was speechless.

   "Does your family live in Yangliu Beili?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile.

   "How do you know?" Cong Shan asked in surprise when she heard this.

   "I know everything about you." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

  Before he chased after Cong Shan, he had already found out all the news about her.

  She is fifteen years old this year. Her parents are Kunqu opera performers, and she is not around. Her sister also jumped in the queue and went to the countryside. She was raised by her grandmother.

  Although her parents were not around, Cong Shan was very well-behaved and worked hard at her studies since she was a child. Primary school, junior high school, and high school all have excellent grades and are among the top students in the class.

  If it is not for the poor family background, being a squad leader, squad leader, or squadron leader is also more than enough.

  Hearing what he said, Cong Shan couldn't help being overjoyed, she didn't expect Xiang Nan to know her so well.

   "Yes." Cong Shan nodded, still embarrassed to speak.

   After all, this was the first time for her, and she didn't know what to say.

   Seeing this, Xiang Nan didn't force her.

  She is willing to get in the car, which means the matter is over. And for such a thin-skinned little girl, it's normal for her to be young and cautious when she falls in love for the first time. And this is what makes her so valuable and charming.

  Otherwise, with Xiang Nan's strength, it would be easy to shoot a few circles. The so-called circle refers to girls who behave frivolously.

  …

  Xiang Nan rode all the way to Yangliu Beili.

   "Just put me down here." Seeing that Xiang Nan was about to leave Che Qi home, Cong Shan hurriedly said, she didn't want her grandma to know that she was photographed. That must make the old man very angry.

   "Okay, then I will pick you up from school in the afternoon." Xiang Nan laughed.

   Cong Shan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

  Xiang Nan smiled, then turned the car around, shook his hand at her chicly, and then rode away on the bike.

   Cong Shan waited at the door until he could no longer see him, and then turned and went home full of satisfaction.

  …

  In the afternoon, Xiang Nan came to Yangliu Beili again as promised.

  At the entrance of the courtyard of Tongzilou, Cong Shan stopped her.

   It turned out that she was afraid of being discovered by her grandma, so she came out early and waited.

  Seeing Xiang Nan, she couldn't help but blush again.

   "Get in the car, let's go." Xiang Nan patted the back seat and said to her with a smile.

   Cong Shan nodded, sat in the back seat, and supported Xiang Nan's lower back.

  As soon as Xiang Nan kicked his pedals, he took her and galloped down the street.

  The eyes of passers-by on the street were a little strange. After all, at that time, even boys and girls who were in love did not dare to get so close.

  But at this time, Cong Shan didn't care much.

  (end of this chapter)