Love Letters

"Let's go back together later."

Jiang Yifeng suddenly took a step forward. He was very tall, and her entire body was hidden in his shadow.

"Not going my way."

"I can obey you."

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, adding a bit of evilness that seemed to know everything to his smile.

"Thank you for helping me that day."

Recalling the scene of that day, he found it a little funny, "You are quite smart. How did you think of using that method?"

He Miao: "Thank you!"

The first time she heard someone describe her as smart, He Miao herself couldn't believe it.

"You still owe me eighty dollars."

Jiang Yifeng suddenly reminded her, "I didn't say you don't have to pay it back."

He Miao was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the hundred yuan he had taken from him before.

"How stingy."

She pouted, "I didn't bring any money today."

Her pocket money is fixed and Zhang Meili never gives her more.

She would also ask clearly about all fees that needed to be paid. He Miao felt that asking for money from her was harder than climbing to the sky.

Of course, He Dahai knew that she was greedy, so he would sometimes secretly give her some.

She had almost spent the eighty dollars left over from that day.

"Are you in a hurry?"

She couldn't ask Zhang Meili for money, so she could only save it up by herself.

"Not urgent."

Jiang Yifeng suddenly became easy to talk to, "But, add your contact information and return it to me later."

"I didn't bring my phone."

"Then go back and add it."

As he spoke, Jiang Yifeng reached into the window and took a notebook from the table, "Lend me a piece of paper."

"Hey!"

Jiang Yifeng was quick and before Chen Fangfang could react, the notebook had been taken away by him.

"I'm sorry, monitor!"

He Miao felt a little apologetic and reached out to take it back.

Jiang Yifeng dodged very flexibly.

He flipped through a few pages at random, and they were all filled with notes, with no blank spaces to be found.

"Student Jiang Yifeng, I have a blank piece of paper."

Liu Jinyu suddenly took a loose-leaf leaf from her notebook and handed it to him with a red face.

"I can add you..."

"Thanks!"

Jiang Yifeng took the blank paper without hesitation, wrote down his contact information on it, and then handed it to He Miao, whispering, "Be sure to add it."

"I......"

"This is our secret."

The west-facing sunlight was a bit dazzling. Jiang Yifeng had his back to the light, and his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold, bright and warm.

"Why is He Miao hanging out with people like that?"

"It's not surprising. Jiang Yifeng is also a poor student. He sleeps all day, skips classes, and is uneducated. No wonder he can play with He Miao."

As soon as Jiang Yifeng arrived, the whole class, including the class next door, became noisy.

He stood at the window, attracting a lot of people's attention, and the class was noisy for a while.

Jiang Yifeng is such a person in Yuchuan No. 7 Middle School.

He is sunny, handsome, and has poor grades, but he is extremely popular.

There are many girls who like him, and the boys also get along well with him.

Apart from not paying enough attention to his studies, there is really no major problem.

"Wow! Jiang Yifeng!"

“Although he is not good at studying, he is really good-looking.”

"I still like our student council members. They are perfect without any shortcomings."

"Liu Jinyu, you just lent him the paper. Did you get his contact information?"

Liu Jinyu's face turned pale. "I...I didn't ask."

Jiang Yifeng's arrival caused a small stir in this somewhat boring class.

"How did He Miao get involved with him?"

Du Yuze seemed to be talking to Xu Mobai, or to himself, "Were they on good terms in the past?"

"Don't make any noise!"

He Miao's entire body was blocked by Jiang Yanfeng, making them look somewhat intimate.

Xu Mobai lowered his eyes and glanced over her legs.

She was wearing shorts today, a white T-shirt and blue denim shorts.

He inconspicuously moved his gaze outside the classroom and his eyes fell on the backs of the two people.

He clicked his tongue, very annoyed.

Du Yuze on the side asked: "Were you angry just now?"

Xu Mobai rarely shows his emotions and is often criticized for being as cold and ruthless as a robot.

Du Yuze suddenly leaned back, with a meaningful look on his face, "Mo Bai, your sense of crisis is coming."

Xu Mobai's eyes flashed with sadness, and his tone turned cold, "Physics class will start later, as the class representative, why don't you do something?"

He Miao and Jiang Yifeng were separated by a window. She stuck her head out and the two of them shouted at each other through the window.

Jiang Yifeng leaned closer, his long eyelashes casting dense shadows, and his deep eyes were bright.

The distance between the two of them shortened in an instant, the boy's familiar breath pressed down, and his eyebrows and eyes were close at hand.

"you......"

"Class begins."

Du Yuze came over and retrieved He Miao's head, then closed the window.

"Class? No..."

"It's time for class. Please return to your seats and start the class."

Hearing the sound of class starting, He Miao waved goodbye to Jiang Yifeng, then quickly returned to his seat.

The next class is physics, and He Miao scored in the single digits...

Looking at He Miao's flustered look, Jiang Yifeng found it a little funny.

Just as he was about to leave, he noticed someone was looking at him. Before leaving, Jiang Yifeng met the gaze in the corner, which was full of hostility.

He was a little puzzled and didn't take it to heart.

He Miao went straight back to his seat without saying a word.

The summer sky is high and clear, and the breeze gently turns the yellowed pages of the book.

The atmosphere of the break is almost over everywhere on campus.

The pen in my hand moves back and forth on the paper, drawing arcs and circles...

Hu Datu didn't come over the whole day today. I guess he's planning something big.

He Miao felt uncomfortable every day before the incident of this monthly exam.

Looking at Jiang Yifeng's cell phone number in her hand, she was still distracted by his affairs.

"You know each other well?"

He Miao was a little surprised that Xu Mobai took the initiative to talk to her for the first time.

"Plus we've only met twice today."

While Xu Mobai was tidying up the desk, he asked casually, "How did you know each other?"

"If it weren't for you, we might not have met in the three years of high school."

He Miao zipped up her schoolbag quickly and loudly, looking a little annoyed.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Xu Mobai glanced at her calmly, his tone serious.

He Miao suddenly wanted to find out clearly whether it was him that day.

"Did you say last Friday that my house was at the terminal?"

He Miao stared into his eyes in a questioning tone, not at all timid.

Xu Mobai seemed to be reminiscing, and after a while he said calmly: "No."

Afraid that she didn't hear clearly, he paused and emphasized again, "It's not me!"

"no?"

This time it was He Miao's turn to be confused. After a pause, she continued to interrogate him, "Then it should be you who reported me for climbing over the wall to go out, right?"

Xu Mobai didn't say a word, but the expression on his face clearly showed denial.

Seeing Xu Mobai's serious denial, He Miao was startled, "Not you?"

She wondered, "Who is that?"