Honey First Love: The school grass is too fierce

let me hug...

let me hug...

let me hug...

These words lingered in her heart like a spell.

Even if this song is sad, it won't make Leng Xuanlin like this, right?
Then she remembered, didn't Leng Xuanlin mistake her for the girl in his heart before?The meaning of this song is more or less related to his story, and it is not impossible to touch the scene.

Thinking of this, her hand could not help caressing his back.

"I know you like a girl, I believe you will be able to find her." Saying these words, she felt inexplicably sad in her heart.

"How do you know?" Leng Xuanlin was startled, let go of the person in his arms, and stared at her vigilantly.

Could it be that he knew that he already knew the identity of her girl?
"I... how do I know?" Yan Qingyi paused at the sudden question, you can't say that the girl you mistook last time was her, right?
If Leng Xuanlin knew that the girl who confessed wrong last time was her, would he kill her?
no!Never let him know!
"I... I am..." She suddenly had an idea: "I heard it from your Master Lin's fans!"

"Really?" Seeing her reaction, Leng Xuanlin gradually relaxed her vigilance.

"Of course it's true!" She said with great certainty, adding more details: "At the same table, you don't even know how well-informed your fans are, even your old background is revealed!"

"Oh? My old man? What old man?" He suddenly wanted to continue listening to Yan Qingyi's serious nonsense.

Judging by her confused look, she probably doesn't know yet. The fact that she was able to say this may be the last time she appeared in women's clothing at a high school. He hugged him and said a little, and she probably made up the rest by herself.

But that's okay, I'll tell this confused little girl when the time comes.

"That, that..." She didn't know, she was just talking casually.

Knowing that she couldn't tell, Leng Xuanlin didn't feel sorry for her. He glanced at his watch and said, "Class is about to start, let's go back to the classroom first."

"Hmm..." Yan Qingyi nodded desperately as if he had found relief, thanking him for the time.

"By the way, my deskmate, did you not take the exam?" She suddenly remembered this.

"Well, I have something to ask for leave."

Class A of the third year——

After a week of not seeing each other, everyone was excited when they saw Yan Qingyi walk into the classroom.

Originally, he wanted to come forward to offer condolences, but because of Leng Xuanlin who was behind him with a bad temper, he still held back the condolences from the bottom of his heart, and just said hello.

As soon as she and Leng Xuanlin sat down, Chang Xu, the deputy class monitor, came over and handed several test papers to her and Leng Xuanlin respectively, and said cautiously: "Yan Qingyi, Leng Xuanlin, this is what the head teacher asked me to do. This monthly exam paper for you, let you look at the answers, just give it to me when you finish writing."

She glanced at the test paper and said, "No problem, I'll give it to you in the next class."

"Okay." Chang Xu forced a smile, but in his heart he thought that Yan Qingyi was a monster, otherwise how could he finish so many test papers in an hour.

"and many more!"

Just as Chang Xu was about to take his seat, the people behind him suddenly stopped him, so frightened that he almost sat on the ground, seriously doubting whether Yan Qingyi knew what he was thinking just now.

"Anything else?" He asked timidly.

Yan Qingyi glanced at the empty seat and asked, "What's the matter with Bo Jinyu?"

"This? I don't know very well, anyway, he didn't come for the exam last Friday."

"Understood, you can do your work."

Leng Xuanlin looked at her worried about Bo Jinyu, and felt bad in his heart. After all, he heard that Bo Jinyu liked her last time, so he asked, "Are you worried about him?"

"That's right." She said it as a matter of course: "After he came to the hospital to visit, he didn't come to Yigao. As his friend, it's only natural for me to worry about him."

"only friends?"

Yan Qingyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Otherwise? Could it be that the two of us are still having sex?"

"……All right."

Then, she found a pen from the drawer and prepared to write the test paper seriously, but accidentally brought out a pink letter from the drawer.

Love letter?
What age is this and there are still people who write love letters?

"what is this?"

"Love letter, haven't you seen the same table?"

That's right, who would write a love letter for a fierce boy like Leng Xuanlin, who is also a car dealer?

"Aren't you going to see it?"

Yan Qingyi glanced at him meaningfully, thinking that he should be envious, so he proudly opened the envelope: "Let me see Ang."

"Ahem..." She cleared her throat in a mysterious way: "Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life. I don't know how to express my feelings for you. I know it's easy to hold hands, but it's very difficult to hold hands for a lifetime." But I just want to hold hands with you and walk through every intersection in life. I like you so much that I hate myself and hate myself for not being able to say I like you in front of you. I don’t know if you will accept or reject it. I am writing this I didn’t think so much when I wrote the letter, I just wanted to write out all the words in my heart, let you know that there is always a person by your side who is happy because of your smile and sad because of your frown. Smiling, I can be happy for days. Just like a sunflower, when you see the sun, you will smile and feel the beauty of everything.”

Yan Qingyi's voice suddenly stopped, curious about the origin of this love letter.

This...is this a love letter written by a girl?

Have you ever seen a girl promise this to a guy?
"If I could meet you again

never let go of your hand

In this Buddha's Flower Palace, which announces the end of spring
hazy flowers drifting away

Songs that wake up and remember in my heart

still so beautiful

In the manor where the breeze blows gently

again and again

looking at you quietly

Memories I haven't forgotten until now
I can hear your voice in the wind
When will I be in this same place again
Come the day of the pink season, meet again with a smile

again and again

Alone in a colorful manor
Although it cannot be retrieved again when it falls
The same unchanging scenery as that day
Tears also fall gently
Like the petals falling in the wind to soothe the sadness

precious memories so sad

Although people are lonely

So I don't want to look for someone I miss

but i don't want to
Pursue illusory and easily broken things
If I can meet you again in the colorful manor
never get in the way again
this time must
Be by your side who is more likely to get hurt than anyone else. "

Until the last sentence of the love letter, she couldn't calm down for a long time.

She was a little suspicious just now that Bo Jinyu wrote it, but these colorful manors behind, looking at you quietly again and again, are definitely not Bo Jinyu's writing style.

If I can meet you again in the colorful manor
never get in the way again
this time must
Be by your side who is more likely to get hurt than anyone else
why?
This is just an ordinary love letter, an ordinary sentence, why does her heart beat with the surging tide, and there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

No... no, this is definitely not a girl's handwriting.