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He Juan returned to the classroom with the cheese steak rice ball, but saw a conspicuous letter on the desk.

It was pressed under the English book, revealing a corner of the complicated pattern.

He Juan approached and took it out. The envelope exuded a faint fragrance. There was no other information on the outside, only three simple words: For He Juan.

He Juan opened the envelope with some doubts, and saw that it was full of words expressing love.

This letter praised He Juan from head to toe, as if he was a supreme god, He Juan's face was full of enthusiasm when he saw the end.

There is no name on the signature, but there is a line of words written on the iron painting and silver hook: a boy who has a crush on you.

He Juan: "."

This article is full of delicate words about secret love, but it was written by a boy who had a crush on him. For a while, He Juan didn't know whether he was struggling because someone wrote him a confession letter, or whether he was depressed because of being single for so many years The person who confessed to him clearly for the first time turned out to be a boy.

He Juan has never liked anyone, so he doesn't have a clear gender orientation, but he still feels a little surprised that a boy likes him.

Even with some rare curiosity.

Like... What kind of feeling is it?

The original body also likes Fu Xian. In his memory, he was crazy about Fu Xian, but He Juan, who has this memory, can't feel or understand it.

He Juan thought for a while, stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and put it in the drawer. Since the other party didn't sign it, it should be more about expressing his heart.

After eating rice balls, He Juan consolidated his vocabulary and ancient poems, read a few pieces of classical Chinese and modern Chinese, and made two sets of math papers. Looking up at the clock in the classroom, it was already a little faster.

Usually, after another 10 minutes or so, students would come to the classroom one after another. Some sleepy He Juan used his mobile phone to set the alarm clock 15 minutes later, and soon lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

When He Juan woke up, if it wasn't for the fact that there were only four or five students in the classroom, he would almost have thought that he had overslept, and he didn't realize it until class.

After all, the classroom is really quiet.

Just last week, He Juan was doing homework in the classroom at noon. At this point in time, the classroom was already buzzing because students came over one after another.

He Juan glanced at the classmates in the classroom. Everyone was reading books quietly with their heads down, or staring out the window in a daze. They were very careful about the sound of turning pages.

Looking at the door again, He Juan was surprised to find that the door was blocked with a towel, so that the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside would be isolated, and if someone entered the classroom, it would not make a loud noise.

He Juan blinked, and his eyes were attracted by the boy on the right standing on the chair and gesticulating vigorously. He didn't look at it, but his movements showed great effort.

He Juan saw the table under his feet that was shaking due to the movement, he hesitated to speak, and because the classroom was so quiet, he didn't make a sound without knowing the situation.

Until the boy inadvertently looked over, and then He Juan saw that he froze there, with his mouth still in the shape of a "no"?

He Juan looked at him, seeing the boy seemed surprised and embarrassed.

He tilted his head in doubt, and didn't say a word, but the next moment the boy fell off the table, making a loud noise that made He Juan feel pain.

Those who just lowered their heads carefully to flip through the books, and those who stared at the windows in a daze all looked over, and someone couldn't help but criticize: "What are you doing? Don't make noise..."

The man suddenly closed his mouth in surprise and said, "He Juan, are you awake?"

He Juan hadn't realized the hidden meaning of this sentence, he stood up to help the boy who fell off the table to stand up, looked at the classmate who accused the boy, and asked the question that he had been wondering since just now: "Why can't you talk? "

Was it when he was asleep that a grade director came to make an inspection and thought the class was too noisy and asked everyone to keep quiet?

The classmates watched by He Juan quickly waved their hands: "No, no, I can't talk."

The boy who was being supported by He Juan also stood up quickly. He quietly glanced at He Juan's side face, and even felt the breath of Qingxue on the tip of his nose. He was uncomfortable all over, and subconsciously leaned back against the wall. The voice of the loud voice is soft at this time: Thank you, He Juan. "

He Juan looked at the way the other party obviously didn't want to be touched by him, and also understood the strong self-esteem of boys of this age, seeing that the other party was indeed nothing serious, he nodded and returned to his seat.

As if in response to Cai Hejuan's words, the previously quiet classroom became noisy again, with the sound of turning books, footsteps, and doors opening.

Although he was still a little strange and surprised, He Juan was not a person who was serious about exploration. He quickly put these thoughts behind him, took out his own study schedule, crossed out the ones he had finished, and followed his own schedule. Take out the physics exercises and prepare to review the questions that you did wrong before.

Because he has been reviewing physics for the past two days, He Juan has been able to keep up with the physics class in the afternoon, and has regained some of the feeling of studying in high school.

Because the hot water in the classroom was broken, He Juan went to the teacher's office to make some hot water to make medicine, and was cared by the class teacher for a long time, saying that studying hard is good, but the most important thing is the body, the body is the capital of the revolution , and so on.

He Juan felt the care of the head teacher, and with enthusiasm in his heart, he promised the head teacher that he would keep warm and protect his health, so he returned to the classroom with the cup in his arms.

Originally, this was a very common recess, if He Juan hadn't fallen out of the letter that was stuffed in the drawer at noon before, if this letter hadn't happened to fall on the bottom of Fu Xian's feet and was picked up by him.

He Juan, whose mind went blank for a few seconds, walked towards Fu Xian with calm steps with a blank expression on his face.

Despite the turmoil in his heart, he still calmly and quickly pulled out the letter that fell out of the envelope for some reason from Fu Xian's fingertips.

He Juan was surprisingly calm under the indifferent and somewhat surprised gaze of the other party: "This is mine."

After He Juan finished speaking, he quickly guessed from the changing eyes of the other party that maybe the other party thought that this letter of confession that did not name him was written to the other party on purpose.

——After all, the original body has a criminal record.

After thinking briefly for two seconds, he added embarrassingly decisively but politely: "Someone gave it to me, so it's not convenient for you to see it."

After speaking, he folded the letter in half, hurriedly put it in the pocket of his school uniform, and sat down on his seat, only to realize that it was full of embarrassment.

But he felt that his explanation just now was very timely and perfect.

He Juan lowered his head and took out the half-open envelope from the drawer, only to realize that he hadn't paid attention when he stuffed it in the drawer at noon, when the seal of the envelope was rubbed open.

Just now in class, because I took the book, I brought the envelope to the drawer, so the letter in the envelope would slip out after class.

Although He Juan took it away quickly, the moment Fu Xian picked up the letter, he saw a large paragraph of text on it.

Even when He Juan took it away to show that it was him, Fu Xian himself was surprised by the joy in his heart at that moment.

This joy was quickly extinguished by He Juan himself.The other party's tone and actions all showed that the letter was indeed not for him.

Anxiety and boredom, mixed with sourness, churned in the bottom of my heart.

So who wrote this shameless letter?How dare the other party?And... how to match?

The author says:

dare.

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