Love Letters

"Who did you bet on to win that basketball game?"

The man leaned forward, with a faint cold fragrance and hot breath sprayed on her ears, his voice was low and seductive.

His expression was indifferent, but the hand around her waist tightened slightly, revealing a burning possessiveness.

"I......."

He Miao was stunned by the kiss and his scalp felt numb with pleasure.

She suddenly remembered what she had said about his extraordinary endurance and physical strength...now she finally understood it.

Seeing her lost in thought, the man's Adam's apple rolled and the strength in his hands increased.

"punish!"

Suddenly, his warm breath brushed against her ear, and before she could react, his hot kiss began to fall upon her.

"Ah! It hurts!"

He Miao screamed and then woke up.

She opened her eyes blearily and felt dizzy.

Outside the window, summer cicadas are chirping desperately, and the dazzling sunlight shines in, as bright as heaven.

There were young faces all around her, staring at her with strange eyes, as if they were looking at something weird.

"What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?"

Chen Zhongpeng threw the chalk over and said, "It's you again, He Miao. How can you sleep at this age?"

"Isn't this a wet dream?"

someone joked.

He Miao's face turned red, but he did not deny it.

Chen Zhongpeng slammed the table and said, "If you don't want to study, go back! If you continue like this, you will only be able to work in a factory."

Enter the factory? He Miao's face did not change, but the radar suddenly sounded, and the dead muscle memory began to hurt.

"Teacher, don't tell me, I'm really in the factory."

She looked sad and her tone was lost, it didn't sound fake.

There was a commotion in the class.

"He Miao, you can't even daydream, you don't deserve to be the boss screwing in."

Du Yuze's words caused another burst of laughter in the classroom!

Who would want to tighten screws when they can be the boss?

Because of her lack of education, she didn’t even take the college entrance examination and was deceived into working in a black factory.

With his money stolen and debts left, He Miao could only screw screws in the factory during the day and sell frog sons on the street at night.

The scene before her was so real that she couldn't tell which was a dream.

In full view of everyone, He Miao slapped himself on the forehead.

"Fuck! It hurts! This isn't a dream!"

The classroom was silent for a few seconds.

He Miao's brain also crashed.

"Is she really stupid?"

"It seems that the ball just now had a lot of lethality."

"Now Xu Mobai will be responsible."

Suddenly, the classroom became lively.

"Quiet!"

Chen Zhongpeng slammed the table heavily, "If you still feel pain, it means you are not sick. Come up and do the test."

He Miao walked up to the podium amid the whispers and looks of idiots from the crowd.

She went up quickly and came down even faster.

After returning to his seat, He Miao suddenly felt like crying. He should have studied hard earlier.

Men will lie to you and leave you, and your best friends will poach you and betray you.

But I don’t know math. If I don’t know math, I just don’t know it, no matter how I teach me.

It’s so fucking difficult!

Classmate Liu Feifei pushed her arm and asked, "Did you get hit silly by the ball?"

Seeing that she looked sleepy, Chen Feifei explained to her, "You skipped class and climbed over the wall to get hit by a basketball. It was the student council member who carried you back."

"Student committee member? Which student committee member?"

"That's the guy who reported you before, Xu Mobai!"

"Xu Mobai?"

He Miao spoke unconsciously, and the white figure in the front row seemed to hear the voice. He was stunned for a moment and then turned around.

When their eyes met, He Miao was a little surprised.

His cold eyes were as calm as an ancient well, without any ups and downs of emotion.

Just one glance and she suddenly felt a complicated and inexplicable feeling in her heart, as if... they had a grudge against each other.

He Miao took a glance and then looked away; the white shirt hurt her eyes.

She didn't have a deep impression of Xu Mobai. She vaguely remembered that she followed others into the factory. After that, he seemed to go abroad to study and didn't even take the college entrance examination.

At that time, many people were puzzled and regretful because he was the potential top scholar in Yuchuan.

But, never mind, the two of them didn't have much in common anyway.

"He carried me?"

He Miao was a little surprised, "Why did he suddenly feel guilty?"

"No, it was the ball he hit."

He Miao: “….”

"Someone came to pick up the ball, but you grabbed his trouser leg tightly and wouldn't let go."

"I didn't do anything to deceive you."

"I know, but you look so unlucky..."

Liu Feifei's description brought back memories.

During physical education class, she skipped class and came back, sitting on the wall. A ball came from the sky and hit her on the head, causing her to faint on the spot.

Many scenes flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern, and she could vaguely see her breasts...

Hearing this, He Miao fell into deep thought.

After all, the brain is working on an assembly line, so the reaction is slow!

The campus in the afternoon, the lazy sunshine, the slowed-down time...gave her space to think, and also gave her a chance to start over.

The song "Back to Summer" suddenly came to my mind: How I wish I could go back to that summer...

There seemed to be BGM playing all around...

No! Someone is really playing music.

As the bell rang, the students rushed out.

The summer wind is gentle and hot, and it feels hot and painful when it blows on my face.

He Miao took a lot of effort to figure out what had happened - she was reborn.

She went back to the summer ten years ago, when she was sixteen years old and in her first year of high school.

From school to society, from workstation to classroom...it really feels like a lifetime ago.

"What are you thinking about?"

The soda with ice chips suddenly stuck to his face, and He Miao was so cold that he croaked like a frog.

She told Liu Feifei about the future in the form of a dream, but she didn't take it seriously and kept laughing.

"Liu Feifei, study hard. You were one of the people who entered the factory at that time."

Then she watched her smile disappear.

That's right, being cheated, working in a black factory, working for free... who can laugh at this?

It is said that even a fool can understand the notes of Xu Mobai, the top student in the grade.

Not only their school, but also people from the neighboring school came to borrow it.

For a moment, something was taking root and sprouting in He Miao's heart.

Don’t let the rich water flow to outsiders!

She decided to take notes.

He Miao was just about to get up and ask him for the room when the bell for class rang.

So she wrote a note.

The paper was too light to fly over, so He Miao changed to some hard paper and folded it into a paper airplane.

She took aim and threw it straight toward the front row.

"My paper airplane is flying and flying, flying to that reed..."

Now it’s gone too far!

The paper plane flew over Xu Mobai's head, landed on the podium, and took away the wig of the head teacher who had just entered.

Looking at the shiny big head, He Miao finally recognized what he remembered.

She said that in her impression, Hu Datu has always been bald.

Some students in the class laughed out loud, but more were trying to hold back their laughter.

Hu Datu was originally wondering about the strange atmosphere in the class, but then he felt a chill on his head.

When I touched it, I found that the wig was gone.

He looked around and saw a paper airplane stuck in the black wig.

"Who did it?"

Hu Datu cursed a lot, but seeing that the class had become serious, no one admitted it.

He opened the note and saw Xu Mobai's name at a glance.

"Xu Mobai?"

He Miao saw that the bald man didn't laugh, but when he heard him calling Xu Mobai, he finally couldn't help laughing and accidentally laughed like a goose.

Hu Datu glanced around and found that He Miao was the one laughing the loudest and happiest.

I was scolding the whole class just now, but now I’m only scolding her.

He immediately got angry, "Who is it?"

"It's He Miao!"

The voice was soft and cool, expressing the cleanliness and tenderness of summer and giving He Miao the feeling of a cold winter.

Does Xu Mobai have eyes on the back of his head?

There was no time to think, the next second Hu Datu roared.

"It's you again, He Miao. I just received a report that you skipped class and went out. Now you're sleeping in class and passing notes... Call your parents over after school."