boys' feelings are always poetry

29.

Song Yu's book was successfully saved, to be precise, it was successfully saved in someone else's schoolbag, but he didn't regret it, at most a little bit, he didn't know if he could get the book back, but he always regretted it. It's better than being sold as a banned book by the head teacher.

Thinking of Lu Jixue, Song Yu slapped his head, thinking of the letter Zhao Ke handed him, and thought that Lu Jixue would probably be happy when he received a love letter from a girl. Thinking carefully about Zhao Ke's appearance, he was also beautiful, although he himself felt like Lu Jixue Zhao Ke and Zhao Ke are somewhat incompatible, perhaps because one is too dazzling, while the other is ordinary, making people yearn for this kind of story, but also feel that this kind of story is unlikely to happen.

After finally getting through school, Song Yu packed his schoolbag. He said he was packing his schoolbag, but he actually opened his schoolbag, holding a pale pink envelope in one hand, not knowing how to send it out.

Song Yu thought about it, or he would secretly put it in Lu Jixue's desk. If he saw it, he saw it, and if he didn't see it, his work was completed. At least there was no mistake in the post delivery, but Lu Jixue except for military training and lunch break. During the time, I almost sat on my seat writing questions and reading books. I didn’t even go to the toilet very often. Song Yu had no chance to intervene. The envelope he made was lying in his schoolbag all the time. Now holding the pale pink envelope is like holding it together. The burning coals are very hot.

This is called a hot potato. The thief is hot, and people don't want to think about anything but just throw the potato out quickly.

Or hand it to him face to face, throw it at him directly, it's his business whether to look at it or not.

Song Yu finally made up his mind, and slowly took out the letter, as shy as a girl taking out her aunt's scarf to give to her best friend, as if he was the one who wrote the love letter.

Song Yu stood up, cheered himself up, come on, Song Yu, you can do it!

The more he walked back, the more Song Yu felt that something was wrong. The circle of people around Lu Jixue was like a big trap and a small circle. If you don't stand carefully, you will easily be stepped on.

Did Lu Jixue owe someone money?So many people chasing debts?

Song Yu pushed forward, wanting to squeeze into the circle, but a very burly male student in the class restrained his fate by the back of his neck.

"Hey, are you here to deliver love letters too? You're late, go to the back row!"

what?

Song Yu took the envelope and was pushed out of the circle.

"There are too many people sending love letters! Damn!"

"To tell you the truth, the school's most profitable errand business is not going to the canteen to buy grilled sausages, crispy noodles and spicy noodles, or writing and copying various homework for you! Send the item!"

Song Yu was shocked. To be honest, since he entered Huaishi No. [-] Middle School, the number of times he was shocked increased sharply.

Lu Jixue was packing his schoolbag, when he saw Song Yu coming, he glanced lightly, took out the fifth class diary in his pocket, picked up the black gel pen on the table, and prepared to record his name.

A smart classmate who ran errands noticed it and immediately shouted, "Run! Run! The squad leader is going to register! Quickly! Run!"

As soon as they heard that the squad leader wanted to record all those who sent love letters in the log of Class Five, everyone ran away, running as far as they could.

Class [-] diary, as the name suggests, the diary of Class [-] and Class [-] of senior high school usually records who is late for school, who does not do their homework, who is not qualified on duty, who is whispering to each other in class, and there is very little praise, such as: Song Yu's military training is very serious today!Song Yu turned backwards today to find out the direction!Song Yu's walking in unison today is very standard!

As the saying goes, the class log is equal to the death note, so why don't you run away if the class leader wants to register?

30.

Song Yu also wanted to run, but there were two main reasons why he didn't make it. One was that he was squeezed by a few fat people, and he couldn't make it at all; The bag is too weird, the more I think about it, the worse it gets, so it's better to send it out quickly!

There are pink love letters on Lu Jixue's desk, which makes Song Yu envious.

"Did Song Yu give it to you? Or is it your own?"

"It's on behalf of me! I wrote it at the same table in junior high school!" Song Yu repeated it three times in order to avoid Lu Jixue's misunderstanding. I didn't write it, really it wasn't me!

Lu Jixue nodded, picked up the pen and was about to write.

"Song Yu made friends with classmates from other classes and disturbed the order of the class! It caused a lot of trouble for the monitor himself! It seriously affected his study status!"

What the fuck? !

Song Yu's eyes widened. If the first one is okay, but the second one affects the study status of the top student in the high school entrance examination, isn't that a capital offense?It's dead!So dead that I can't die anymore!No matter how many times you ask, you are dead!

"Squad...Squad leader! Don't be impulsive! I won't send it off!"

Lu Jixue smiled, but not the kind that really wanted to laugh, "You read it, and I won't remember it."

"I read?" Song Yu had a complicated expression, "Squad leader, this is someone else's letter, I can't open it and read it privately!"

"The letter sent to me shows that it is mine, and I have the right to know."

Song Yu was riding a tiger, pinching the thin envelope, feeling uncomfortable, but he had to tear it open. The so-called poor and humble cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent is not about Song Yu.

Zhao Ke's letter was pink and tender, and when it was opened, there was a letter paper with a piggy pattern inside, and the handwriting on it was very neat, much more neat than usual Chinese compositions.

Song Yu roughly glanced at it. He thought that love letters are usually very long, and maybe he has to describe his own journey, like writing a short autobiographical essay. Unexpectedly, Zhao Ke's letter is very short, excluding the name and class, there are also pictures All kinds of small hearts and patterns, just a few lines of words.

Song Yu cleared his throat and began to read with emotion.

"Hello, Lu Jixue, Class [-], Senior [-]. I remember the first time I met you, it was on a bright afternoon, you just broke into my heart so chicly and handsomely!"

Song Yu's comment: The writing style is a bit poor, not sensational, at least I also copied the lyrics of the mouse loves rice or something!I don't like to watch this whole thing.

"Anyway, I like you! Classmate Lu Jixue, Grade [-]! I like you! Where should I put my heart in the night alone! I put it here with you! I hope you can reply to me as soon as possible, I'm waiting for you!"

Lu Jixue nodded, "Okay."

Song Yu kept smiling, but actually wanted to resist in his heart.