She has little monsters in her pencil case

running script.

Regular script.

Thin golden body.

Hairpin lower case.

Etc., etc.

Sang Wan can recognize it, but Sang Wan can't.

So many and so many fonts are all included in this notebook.

Only one name was written from beginning to end, Sang Wan.

this moment.

The owner of the name squatted on the ground, looking at the notebook on the ground with slightly trembling fingers, his chest was slightly tight, and he had difficulty breathing.

At first, Sang Wan didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, so she remained calm.

It wasn't until later that I saw more and more names of myself, and saw that the words Sang Wan filled the entire notebook, I became more and more flustered.

In the end, the movements of his hands were also messed up, and with a flick of his fingertips, the pages of the book fell out of control with a "wow".

It covered up the beautiful handwriting.

But it couldn't hide Sang Wan's flustered heart.

The paper was thrown out of his hand in a panic, and the pages danced, causing a gust of wind, blowing the note that fell to the ground with the notebook, but was ignored by Sang Wan for a long time.

After a while, there was no movement and silence.

But he also managed to attract Sang Wan's attention to that lonely note.

Sang Wan bit her lip lightly, not paying attention to the white skirt that was spilled on the ground due to the squatting action.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and picked up the note on the ground.

The note fell into the hand, showing a close-up view. It was a square post-it note, light pink, very ordinary.

Judging by the shape and the tactile feeling of falling in the hand, it must have been preserved for a long time, at least for more than a year.

There was a short sentence written on the post-it note, the handwriting was beautiful and very familiar.

Because it was Sang Wan's own handwriting.

Sang Wan took the post-it note in her hand and carefully read it twice before finally calling out the dusty memory and remembering when this happened.

It should be, when I was in the first year of high school, I remember it was about two months after the start of school.

It just so happened that the teacher asked Liang Bing to help collect the homework, and it happened that Sang Wan got up late again that day.

By the time Sang Wan hurriedly went to Liang Bing to hand in her homework, the other party had already sent it to the office.

It's just that Liang Bing, who had already shown a bad temper of refusal at that time, didn't say anything. He just glanced at Sang Wan lightly, then got up and ran for her again.

If Sang Wan remembered correctly, that time should be the first time she spoke to Liang Bing.

At that time, Sang Wan was quite afraid of this cold girl, but she was very grateful to her for helping to deliver homework.

So he finally found a compromise and wrote a thank you note to Liang Bing.

To Sang Wan, this matter was like a drop of water, falling into the lake of life without even ripples, and Sang Wan didn't take it seriously at all.

It was even more unexpected that Liang Bing would see this note at this very moment, and it was preserved so well by Liang Bing.

Well, if you talk about the notebook you just discovered, you can still use the excuse of the other party to practice calligraphy.

What about the intact note from two years ago that was preserved?

Sang Wan's fingertips holding the post-it note trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes.

But scenes from the past clearly emerged in my heart.

Thinking of Liang Bing's gentleness in the past, thinking of how she took extra care of herself, and thinking of that person's reckless but romantic behavior on the Dream Bridge.

What are these?

But on the other hand it's weird.

Liang Bing's behavior was not right, it was not long after he was at the same table with him.

But the many names on this notebook, as well as this post-it note, obviously happened a long time ago.

Could it be that Liang Bing had...

No way.

As soon as this idea came up, Sang Wan herself denied it. At that time, she and Liang Bing didn't even know each other.

So, maybe I guessed wrong?

Might just be a coincidence... huh?

It seems that this kind of thinking can make me settle down.

Sang Wan didn't want to think about it.

If the guess came true, how would she face Liang Bing in the future?

So he breathed a sigh of relief, lifted his fingertips and clipped the post-it note into the notebook, and then finally got up, ready to put the notebook back to its original place.

Sang Wan's movements were very light, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

But when I put the notebook back to its original position, it was inevitable to bump and bump, making a little noise, and completely startled a certain little monster lying in the pencil case that had just woken up from a nap.

Mimi stared and opened her eyes, and Sang Wan's figure accurately fell into Jianjian's eyes, she was extremely curious.

[Little Wanwan?Why are you here! 】

Sang Wan was originally distracted, but the other party's sudden sound startled her, and she suddenly let go of the notebook, making a "bang" sound.

Her movement was loud enough, and her out-of-the-box behavior was also strange, and she immediately attracted the cheap attention to that side.

After only one glance, he fell silent.

After a while, Jianjian spoke in a calm and direct voice.

[Did you see the notebook and its contents? 】

Yeah.

Sang Wan's eyes flickered, and she didn't wake up until Jianjian asked.

This little guy has been with Liang Bing for so long, so he must know something.

Immediately opened his mouth and asked.

"You also know about this?"

The cheap answer was quick and frank.

【Of course it is. 】

Then he smiled and used affirmative sentences.

【You must be curious late at night】

Curious why Ah Liang wrote so many of your name, curious why Ah Liang is so kind to you.

Sure enough, Sang Wan took a deep breath.

"Of course I'm curious!"

【Hahaha】

The cheap laughter that got the answer was very clear.

[Are you still curious, when exactly did I speak, and why did I speak? 】

The little monster's frankness made Sang Wan raise her eyebrows involuntarily, with an absurd sense of ignorance of reality. She cared about things for nearly two months, and she actually wanted to reveal the answer today.

Sang Wan tried her best to calm down her voice a little.

"Would you like to tell me?"

Cheeky giggles.

【I tell you, but before that you have to make a deal with me】

"What to pay..."

Sang Wan didn't finish her urgent question.

Because at this moment, by coincidence, Liang Bing's mother came in with orange juice.

Sang Wan panicked, and immediately shut up and turned around.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Jianjian behind him also knew that there was no way to talk about it today, so let's talk about it.

【No hurry, we will talk next time】

Sang Wan glanced back lightly when she heard the words, and knew that she would not have the chance to say these things again today.

Then he turned around and politely went over to take the orange juice from Liang Bing's mother's hand, and said apologetically.

"Auntie, you really don't need to bother. I've found the report and I should go."

"what?"

Upon hearing Sang Wan's words, Liang's mother immediately regretted and said, "It's so fast, let's drink something before leaving, I guess Ah Liang will be back soon."

"Sorry, Auntie."

Sang Wan smiled apologetically, "The teacher is in a hurry."

"That's it."

Mother Liang's tone was very disappointed, but the next second she thought of something, she quickly raised her head, her eyes full of excitement.

"Hey, come over for dinner that night!"

"It's nothing but Auntie."

Sang Wan quickly waved her hand and refused, "It's too much trouble, Auntie."

Then he lightly touched the paper bag containing the porcelain cat on Liang Bing's desk, "Please pass this to her."

The meaning between the lines is firm.

She was busy with business, what could Liang Bing's mother say, although she was very regretful, she could only send her to the door full of disappointment.

It's been less than 10 minutes since I entered the house, but my mood is quite different when I come and go.

Sang Wan said goodbye to Liang's mother politely, and opened the door with mixed emotions.

Then after opening the door the next second, even the expression became very complicated.

Sang Wan stopped opening the door, and her fingertips gripping the doorknob tightened suddenly.

For a moment, I just stared blankly at the person with a familiar and exquisite face at the door, who was about to take out the key to enter the door.

My heart is just lying in the trough.

Could this be the legendary open door kill?

Open the door and meet Liang Bing.

God is going to kill me!