Love Letters

Hearing the noise nearby, Xu Mobai calmly raised his eyes and glanced to the side.

Her miserable appearance caught his eye without any defense.

His expression was cold and calm, he turned his head away, lowered his eyes and continued writing in the notes in his hand.

He Miao suddenly realized his embarrassing situation.

He lowered his head and tried to hide himself.

"Where did you go? Didn't you come to class again?"

The physics teacher's face darkened and his tone was full of contempt.

“Here…here.”

He Miao slowly stood up from behind Xu Mobai's chair, looking at the podium with confused and dull eyes.

No booing, no high school.

All the joy in high school comes from making noises. No matter what people say, the class becomes a mess when everyone makes noises together, and a sense of happiness arises inexplicably.

He Miao is also the focus of attention in the class. Almost all conflicts, contradictions, and laughs come from her.

"Why are you running under the table instead of sitting in your seat?"

"I, I, I'm looking for something."

He Miao accidentally glanced at the black pen under the table and picked it up.

As if she had suddenly thought of an excuse, she quickly responded, "Yes, my pen fell to the ground."

He Miao hurried back to his seat with a pen, as if he had always stayed in the classroom and had never left.

I've never seen such a thing before! He actually covered for her?

In the afternoon, He Miao came to the classroom early.

She saw his notes and suddenly had another idea.

She went to see his seat when he was away. It was clean and tidy. She didn't see any notes. Maybe he put them away after the last time.

She just glanced at it a few times and didn't dare to flip through it.

It's so neat, you'd be able to tell if she had tampered with it.

Xu Mobai came very early and she also came very early, all for his notes.

When He Miao came to school, there seemed to be no one in the class.

Outside the window on the eighth floor of the Qiuzhi Building in the early morning, the wind blows in as I push open the window. In winter, there is warm sunshine and white snow; in summer, there are green trees and flowers. All year round, there is always a strong vitality blooming and winding outside the window.

I don't know when the sun was blocked by clouds. The sunlight was trapped in the thick clouds, struggling to let a few rays of light shine through.

The warm sunshine in the air is filled with a refreshing floral scent. The warm morning sunshine shines in through the window lattices, making people feel relaxed unconsciously.

Orange clouds rolled across the sky, and the passage of time became visible to the naked eye.

I don't know when it started raining outside the window, and the raindrops hit the leaves, making a chilly rustling sound.

He Miao's heart, which had been hanging in the air for the past few days, finally died down. He had no hope of getting Xu Mobai's notes, so he decided to try another method.

She needs to study hard on her own.

He Miao took out his English textbook to memorize words.

She had a disease that made her feel sleepy whenever she read, and she had to sleep for a few hours before she could recover.

No, she can't sleep!

My head hurts as soon as I see the textbooks. What are they all about? Not to mention now, I didn’t know them even before.

How is it possible? She has been working in the factory for so many years...

If the words are too difficult to remember, just look at physics. The more you understand, the better.

She just looked at a concept and suddenly it was like she had entered some fantasy space, something that her brain could not understand.

As he watched, He Miao suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "Can you please not let this idiot be reborn? She was reborn lonely, and I couldn't give her a good brain."

At this moment, thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. Although it was a clear sky, dark clouds soon came.

"I take back what I just said."

He Miao is cautious and will be timid when necessary.

But just as he finished speaking, before he could put his hand down, he saw Xu Mobai.

She shrank her neck and pretended nothing happened.

"Sorry I'm going crazy."

Xu Mobai ignored her and went straight back to his seat.

The summer is scorching hot and the green shade cannot cover the heat wave.

He Miao was a little absent-minded the whole morning, but she still had to concentrate and listen carefully.

The knowledge didn't even pass through her brain, it just went in one ear and out the other.

It was like one of those afternoons when it was so hot that even with a breeze it was still sweating, and He Miao went out to go to the bathroom.

Then I went to the convenience store and bought a bottle of iced lemon soda.

Everyone was taking a nap at the time and it was very quiet.

She suddenly didn't want to go back to the classroom, so she found a windowsill to lean on, poured water into the lid, and drank the ice-cold lemonade in small sips.

The screams of summer cicadas can be heard from every branch, but there is only silence.

I didn't think about the math test paper on the table which was still half empty, and my heart felt empty and peaceful.

She walked along the cold tiles and looked at the empty senior high school building across the street.

There are countless Junes in this world, and countless hot and sunny afternoons in June, but this was the first time she saw a peaceful and restful campus.

Looking back, those were indeed dull and unremarkable days, but they were also brilliant and bright youth that is rare to come by.

She walked around the back wall of the teaching building and accidentally found an empty study room.

A breeze blew in from outside, blowing up the light green curtains inside.

She saw someone inside.

As if he couldn't see clearly, He Miao walked closer to the window and stuck his head inside.

Looking and observing through the railing.

Xu Mobai is taking a nap!

She saw the red rope on his hand, as if it was his symbol.

Even without seeing his face clearly she knew it was him.

Does he sleep too?

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

God help her!

He Miao, seize the opportunity!

With a "click!", the door was screwed open.

The door was not locked, leaving no one defenseless.

He Miao went in as if possessed by some mysterious force.

She sat down in the seat closest to the door, a few tables away from him, and just waited quietly.

The cool breeze blew the strands of hair on his forehead and also blew away the lemon scent in her hand.

The curtains were seduced by the wind blowing in and kept dancing by the window.

She glanced at his desk, which was still spotless, clean and tidy.

Looking at those bright notebooks, He Miao's heart was rekindled.

She was neither convinced nor reconciled.

Thinking about these few days, she first thought about establishing good relationships to borrow money, and if that didn't work, she would use threats, robbery, and stealing... For a scholar, can that be called stealing?

Thinking this, she did just that.

She stood up calmly and pretended to pass by.

Eight hundred feints a minute.

She held her breath and moved lightly, then she walked silently to his seat and stood close to him.

She staggered back and forth, wondering how to start.

His notes were tucked into the bookend so she could see them at a glance.

She reached out carefully and pinched it with only two fingers.

After spotting the notes on the table, his hand uncontrollably touched them.

But before she touched the paper, a hand covered her wrist.

"Miao Miao?"

Suddenly, a bony hand covered the back of his hand, and He Miao's heart skipped a beat.

Xu Mobai suddenly grabbed her hand in a daze, put it to his lips and touched it lightly, and then put it close to his face.

Warm and intimate, as if they had known each other for a long time.