Love Letters

At this moment, Xu Mobai took a big step forward and quickly grabbed her collar with one hand, using the same method she usually used to catch a cat.

But the floor was high and the speed was fast, and she crashed into his arms like a cannonball, with half a bottle of soda splashed on him.

He caught her steadily and then slammed her into the wall behind him.

With a loud "bang!", a sweet lemon fragrance instantly spread in the narrow corridor.

He Miao likes to drink soda of various flavors. He usually prefers lemon flavor, and this bottle in his hand is one of them.

The soda left a water mark through the shirt. Although the color was too light to be seen, it was indescribable at first glance...

He Miao was so dizzy from the fall that she felt as if all the bones in her body were falling apart.

"How are you?!"

There was a familiar voice and a faint smell of mint in my ears.

He Miao sat up slowly, she raised her eyes slightly and looked at Xu Mobai who was supporting her.

Looking up, she saw Xu Mobai's eyes that looked like he wanted to eat someone...

He didn't look at her, his eyes were fixed on the stairs.

It was the first time she saw him so angry.

He Miao was stunned, still holding the corner of his clothes, and his hands were wet...

"Yeah...sorry."

She bounced back reflexively and instantly hit the wall behind her, and tears came out of her eyes due to the pain.

A bump instantly appeared on his head, like the Silver Horn King.

I hit my head last week, hit my head on a chair yesterday, and now I hit my head on a wall...

Being hit every day makes the already not-so-bright brain even worse.

There was no way to run away, so He Miao was the first to apologize, even though he was quite scared.

"It's okay, it won't be visible after it dries."

She hurriedly wiped it on his body with her hands. It would have been better if she hadn't wiped it. The soda spread and the stains became bigger, and the dirt on her hands also got on them.

It was just wet, but now it’s wet and dirty.

The boy narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl from the top of her head all the way down.

From the twirls of her hair to the red bump on her forehead, to the way her horrified eyes looked around and her shaking fingers.

Finally, his eyes stopped at the half glass of lemonade left in her hand.

He looks like a well-behaved person, but he always does bad things.

"What are you running for?"

He spoke in a hoarse voice, his tone full of worry, nervousness, and lingering fear from the previous scene.

The two people looked at each other from a distance.

He Miao hugged the notebook tightly in his arms, like a child who had done something wrong, "Xiao Bai."

"Don't call me Xiaobai."

There was that distant and cold tone again.

"If you don't let me call you Xiaobai, then...what should I call you? What do you think I should call you?"

All the persistence and hard work of the past few days suddenly seemed to be in vain, and He Miao suddenly felt very frustrated.

The only support seemed to be broken, like drawing water with a bamboo basket, feeling powerless and helpless.

Although she was mentally prepared, her heart still skipped a beat when she was slapped in the face by reality.

The sour feeling in my heart could no longer be suppressed.

I don’t know if it was because of the pain or because of the worry she had been having these days, but when their eyes met, her eyes began to turn red and tears started to fall.

She lowered her head even lower, and for some unknown reason, a tear fell onto his shirt, mixing with the lemon soda.

She explained in a tearful voice, "I just want to pass the exam."

She lowered her head, tears still falling.

"Don't cry!"

Seeing her staring at him without blinking, he felt a little at a loss.

"Then you teach me."

He Miao knows how to push for more.

Her little face was wrinkled with tears, rolling around in her eyes, her pupils sparkling.

"See for yourself."

He Miao blinked her eyes, tears falling down, not bothering to wipe them away, she realized what he said.

She suddenly looked up, with two dried tear marks on her face, and looked at him with a wronged and frightened expression.

Their eyes met in the air for two seconds. Perhaps realizing something, she suddenly lowered her head and quickly wiped her tears with her sleeves.

"Really show it to me?"

Xu Mobai neither answered nor denied it, which was considered as tacit consent.

"Really?"

Is it that easy? He Miao couldn't believe it, so she asked again, with a hint of hope and expectation in her eyes.

"Ah."

He nodded, his voice calm.

After receiving a positive reply, He Miao felt relieved and then wanted to burst into tears.

But before she could cry, she felt a hand covering her mouth.

"Don't cry!"

Although he was so angry just now that he looked like he wanted to eat someone, now his voice was calm and quiet, and his eyes were gentle.

Like a warning, more like coaxing a child.

Fearing that he would go back on his word, He Miao sniffed, held back her voice, and held back her tears.

If I had known this method was so effective, she would have accepted it no matter how many times I asked her to shout.

He couldn't bear to see her cry. It turned out that he was soft-hearted and would not tolerate toughness. If she had known it would be so easy, she would have cried in front of him a long time ago.

She doesn't have to go through so much effort or go through so much trouble.

Xu Mobai tore off the title page of one of the books and folded it, then handed the remaining books to He Miao.

He Miao didn’t know what that page was, and didn’t dare to say or ask more. Getting the thing was more important than anything else.

"Thank you, Xiaobai."

"Don't call me Xiaobai."

He Miao nodded: Okay, Xiaobai.

The sunlight cast mottled shadows in the corridor. The trees and the light became partners, weaving layers of green, accompanied by golden shadows, sprinkling on their youth that could never return.

Xu Mobai was rummaging through his schoolbag, not knowing what he was looking for.

He Miao sat in his seat and touched the notebook on the table. Everything seemed hazy, like a dream and very unreal.

"You first..."

When Xu Mobai turned around, he found something wet and cold against his lips.

Seeing that he didn't move, He Miao explained, "I didn't drink from my mouth."

The mouth of the cup was facing him, and the lid had long disappeared.

Xu Mobai looked at her meaningfully for a few seconds, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Bribe me?"

"Ah."

There was less than one third left in the bottle, and most of it was on Xu Mobai's clothes.

"tasty?"

He Miao noticed that he usually drank plain water, which tasted as boring as he did.

"Ah."

The carbonation is not as strong as before. With just a small sip, you can feel countless small bubbles dancing in your throat, with a light lemon fragrance.

It was the smell of soda that she usually had, which was somewhat intoxicating.

The two of them were very close, and he had a pleasant smell, like grass, like sunken wood, and a faint fruity scent...

Thinking of this, she suddenly leaned closer and sniffed.

The atmosphere froze in an instant, and the two were suddenly stunned after looking at each other.

"He Miao!"

She shrank her palms slightly, then smiled and apologized naturally: "Wait a minute! I'm such a pervert... No, I'm not a pervert."

He Miao's face flushed, and she felt shy and at a loss.

So shameful, I really want to disappear right here.

Seeing the shame and embarrassment flashing across He Miao's eyes, Xu Mobai recalled the cute look on her face when she took the schoolbag and ran away, and he smiled.

When he smiled, He Miao wanted to hide even more.

Sensing her embarrassment, Xu Mobai took the initiative to change the subject.

His eyes fell on her beautiful face. He thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Did you see clearly who pushed you?"

He Miao didn't understand what was going on, so he leaned back and looked at him without blinking, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Someone pushed me?"

Xu Mobai: “….”