medicine jar and her miss doctor

There were a lot of people in the lunch canteen, and this was the first time Chun Cheng had a meal with someone other than Xiuxiu.

Yang Zheng on the opposite side seemed very nervous, unable to hold his chopsticks for a few times, Chun Cheng looked at him, and seriously suspected that it was not her wrist injury, but the innocent classmate Yang.

"Chun, Chun, what do you think I'm doing?"

Chun Cheng also knew that this move was presumptuous, so he smiled at him apologetically: "It's nothing, let's eat."

Looking at the exquisite lunch box, she couldn't help but think of Xiuxiu who was at home, and wondered if she ate meals on time, did she miss her?

If Xiuxiu was sitting across from her, she could justly grab the food in her lunch box, grab the chicken wings and feed it to her.

That day at the corner of the bamboo grove, I accidentally bumped into someone, Xiuxiu Chu had a slender waist, and the place that should be plump had already begun to show, looking down at himself, Chun Cheng's eyes darkened slightly.

Master Chun has been disguised as a boy since he was a child, and his physical development has been restricted. It is simply a dream to return to the figure of his previous life. Besides, she was born as a man, and it is unrealistic to pursue a slim figure.

Her silent appearance, in Yang Zheng's eyes, was a sign that Chun was unhappy.

"Is it because the food is not to your liking?" He pushed the lunch box over and said embarrassedly: "Student Chun can take a look, is there anything you want to eat here?"

Chun Cheng's reaction was half a beat slow: "What?"

Yang Zheng blushed slightly: "No, nothing."

He hugged the lunch box and lowered his head to plan the rice. He ate too fast and choked!

"..."

Chun Cheng would regret it so much why he couldn't bear to have dinner with Yang.

Seeing that he was coughing until tears came out, he wiped his tears with his sleeves. The gentle classmate Chun closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, he took out a new handkerchief from his pocket: "Use it."

"Thank you, thank you, cough cough!"

"..."

You still don't talk.

With tears in Yang Zheng's eyes and blood dripping from his heart, if he made such a fool of himself in front of the person he likes, I'm afraid classmate Chun will never be soft-hearted and accompany him again in the future.

"Are you okay?" Chun Cheng handed him the undrinked fruit juice: "Shut up first."

Yang Zheng didn't dare to reach out to take it, he ruined a good meal, he hates it so much!

"Take a few sips, it sounds awful."

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Yang Zheng held the glass of juice timidly. The juice was warm, and he dared not make people uncomfortable. He took two gulps in one go, and the itchiness in his throat was quickly relieved.

Seeing him stop his cough, Chun Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't bear it and said: "Eat slowly in the future, no need to apologize, you didn't do anything wrong."

"I... I still did something wrong..."

"What did you do wrong?"

Yang Zheng was so sad that he was about to cry: "I... I sprayed rice grains on Chun's clothes."

"..."

The smoky blue gown was expensive, and the inconspicuous left shoulder was stained with snow-white rice grains. Chun Cheng's fingertips trembled, and the color on his face suddenly disappeared. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, she lightly slid from the right trouser pocket. Continue to pull out a new veil.

The rice grains stuck to her shoulders were wiped off, and she said with a smile, "It's okay, Student Yang made an unintentional mistake, so don't blame yourself too much."

Really well-bred people never embarrass others at will, how could Yang Zheng not know that the noble classmate Chun loves cleanliness the most?He held back his tears and stood up: "I'm being rude. Classmate Chun, can I come to you another day?"

Chun Cheng didn't want to hurt his self-esteem, so his attitude was gentle: "Of course."

Yang Zheng hurried away with his lunch box in his arms.

After a meal full of laughter and laughter, Chun Cheng lost his appetite at this time, washed the lunch box and put it in a private cupboard, and hurriedly left the cafeteria.

Male dormitory building, bedroom 301.

The person who came back to the bathroom again lay comfortably in the white porcelain bathtub, his body being washed by the warm water, and stretched out his limbs comfortably, and the little incident caused by lunch was completely forgotten by her.

Worried about falling asleep after soaking for a long time, Chun Cheng stepped out with long legs, wrapped in a bathrobe, with one hand flexible and flexible, always inconvenient.The belt was loosely tied around the waist, the cabinet door was opened, and black trousers and a dark red moiré shirt were taken out from inside.

After getting dressed, classmate Chun lay bored on the big bed. He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. There were four or ten minutes before the afternoon class.

"It's still early, why don't you call and say hello?"

Standing up, Chun Cheng dialed a series of numbers.

west yard.Chunhua Xinghua hurriedly bathed the cat.

The sun is warm and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. The furry animals have begun to shed their hair. After a lot of effort to serve a cat, the cat has been washed, and they are covered with water and hair on their hands.

The orange cat held a grudge and hid in the sun on the flower shelf, condescending, and didn't like to talk to anyone.A Yu ran over in three steps and two steps: "The young master is calling, who will answer it?"

"What?!" Chunhua hurried out, "I'm coming!"

On the other end of the phone, Chun Cheng asked in a clear voice, "Where is Xiuxiu? What is Xiuxiu doing?"

Chunhua hurriedly sent a message: "The young master asked the young mistress what she was doing?"

Xinghua ran to the east courtyard: "Master Lao, wait, I'll go and have a look!"

In the east courtyard, the window of the study room was open, and Zhixiu finally made up her mind to write a reply letter.

She read Chuncheng's letter back and forth five or six times, and she still remembered that they didn't express their feelings to each other at that time. She asked Chuncheng: if you take a step further, you are afraid of falling into the cliff and your body will be broken, and if you take a step back, you will be reluctant to toss and turn. Should we be silent, or go forward bravely without fear of gains and losses?

Chun Cheng's reply was very sincere: [Love itself is a gorgeous adventure, which is different from every battle we have ever fought. It is hot, bright, bright, intense, full of laughter and tears. It all starts from the heart.

I dare not guide myself, in all fairness, if I were you, I would try silently.If he likes me, I will pursue it bravely and fearlessly.

How short is a hundred years in one life?Do your best, be ashamed of your heart, only this horoscope, but please have no regrets! ——From the second reply letter from 8883]

It's been a while since I received the letter, and I haven't started to write. One is that I have been immersed in the beauty of being in love with Chun Cheng recently, and I have no time to care about him, and the other is that she also wants to see how Chun Cheng wants to start his passionate pursuit.

She knows better than anyone else that Chun Cheng loves to play, as long as she doesn't let her down, she can afford to play whatever she wants.

With that person in her heart, Zhixiu's eyes were filled with autumn water, she gathered her sleeves and wrote back in the letter: [...Thank you 8883 pen pal for telling you frankly, I have good news for you: I am in love.

With him here, I live extremely happily every day, and I will not let go of her hand. I want to marry him and be with him for the rest of my life.

When you see him, love is an itch from the apex of your heart. When you don't see him, your longing is like catkins floating in the air. When he didn't respond to me, I was like a passerby in the middle of the night. After he responded to me, I was greedy for more.In this way, is it not good?Will it stress her out?

8883 pen pal must also be a gentle person. I am curious, and I would venture to ask: Have you ever tasted love?Is it sour or sweet?Do you love her?Hope to hear from you.

——The third letter from 7773, Yuan Zhou]

Xinghua came to the east courtyard non-stop, asked Shumo, and learned that the young lady was writing a letter to someone, she ran back without thinking, looking at her hurried back, Shumo froze on the spot in doubt: She, did she say something wrong?

In the west courtyard, Chunhua, who received the reply, said crisply, "Master? Master?"

Chun Cheng waited drowsily: "Huh?"

"Master, young mistress is writing letters in the study!"

"Write a letter?" Chun Cheng's body shook, and he pulled himself together: "Who does she write to? Has Xiuxiu made any good friends recently?"

"Huh? I don't know..."

Hanging up the phone, the pointer turned quickly, and there was less than half an hour before class, Chun Cheng went out with his schoolbag on his mind, and there was Teacher Wen staring at him in class all afternoon.

Just in time for the future uncle to concentrate on class, Shumo came to Jingteng and quietly put the reply letter in the study room.

At the end of a big class, according to the usual practice, Chun Cheng stopped by to look at the study room, but unexpectedly found a letter from 7773 pen pal, put the letter in his schoolbag with a smile, turned out of the school gate, and took a rickshaw home.

Wen Ting took a step too late and failed to keep people, glanced at the album in his hand, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

"Master?"

"Why did the young master come back so soon?"

Chunhua and Xinghua surrounded the people and asked questions: "When did Jingteng's student dormitory install a phone? Is the young master going to rest at home tonight?"

Chun Cheng stopped abruptly, held the medicine jar and said sternly: "Don't tell Xiuxiu about my calling home. Do you remember?"

"Remember, master. Do you want to take a bath, master?"

"Let's talk about it later." She ran to the east courtyard impatiently, and A Yu led the maid to leave.

In the east courtyard, the sun is shining brightly and the garden is full of fragrant flowers.

The hem of the shirt fluttered with the wind, Chun Cheng quickly stepped up the steps, the door of the study was open, she walked straight in: "Xiuxiu!"

Zhixiu practiced calligraphy at her desk. When she saw her, she quietly took out the rice paper and put it on the original paper. She put the pen holder on hold, her eyes fluttered, and she said half lovingly and half complaining, "Are you tired? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Chun Cheng grabbed her hand and pressed it to his cheek, breathing quickly: "What about you? What did you do today? Did you miss me?"