Love Letters

"Oh."

He Miao curled his lips, a little discouraged.

If you don't want to be called, then don't call. What's the big deal?

Big brother can’t do it, Xiaobai can’t do it, so only Xiaoheizi is left.

"You are so cold and boring. It's so boring to want to talk to you. Do you have any problem with me? Have I offended you in any way?"

He Miao buried his head and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Forget it. I don't want to talk to you either."

The more I think about it, the more frustrated I feel, and the more frustrated I feel, the angrier I get.

Xu Mobai choked and was speechless for a moment.

station.

I was really lucky today. There weren't many people on the bus and there were still several empty seats.

He Miao chose a window seat in the front row, which was diagonally opposite Xu Mobai and quite far away.

Since he doesn't want to pay attention to her, she won't bother to curry favor with him.

When she learns it, she will kick him away...

He Miao suddenly felt like an ungrateful person, but when he thought of his attitude, he suddenly felt no guilt at all.

In today's physical education class, although He Miao ate and drank the whole class and did nothing, she still felt tired and sleepy.

Now sitting comfortably on the bus, she felt sleepy again.

His eyelids continued to droop, and within a few minutes, he began to breathe slowly and evenly.

He Miao was sleeping so soundly that his head banged against the window rhythmically with the movement of the car, but he did not wake up.

Xu Mobai, who was sitting in the back row, stood up and walked to her side, extending his hand naturally.

With support by his side, He Miao changed direction and leaned towards him with confidence, resting his head on him.

Xu Mobai maintained the same posture, his eyes fixed forward.

The car window was half open, and the wind blew in slowly, brushing the strands of hair by her ears as she lowered her head slightly.

His fair face was full of immaturity, but his expression was always one of defiance and stubbornness, which always made people unable to help but cast a few glances at him.

“I don’t want to go into the factory.”

He Miao started having nightmares and talking in his sleep in broad daylight.

He Miao was awakened by the shock.

In her dream, she was riding a bus to work. The bus was shaking all over the road, which was so similar to reality that she almost cried when she opened her eyes and saw herself on the bus.

No, not almost, she just cried.

Although it was embarrassing, He Miao had to admit that she was indeed scared.

She hadn't regained her senses yet and was now immersed in a dream, unable to come out of her emotions.

"What seed?"

Xu Mobai, who was beside her, was also frightened when he saw her wake up crying with tears all over her face.

"Having a nightmare?"

He leaned in front of her, and was more gentle than ever before.

He Miao felt ashamed and didn't want to mention what happened in his dream at all.

She wiped her face roughly, but her eyes were still red.

"What did you do with the cultural committee member just now?"

She originally intended to change the subject, but she started crying as soon as she opened her mouth, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

A soft voice, messy hair from sleep, and a tear-stained face... He Miao now looked completely aggrieved.

"nothing."

Xu Mobai avoided the topic indifferently.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward again, and He Miao also came to his senses a little at this moment.

Realizing that the question he asked was somewhat personal, He Miao tactfully shut up and turned his head away without saying anything.

"We have nothing."

After a moment's silence, Xu Mobai suddenly spoke, seeming to be explaining something but not really.

For a moment, He Miao forgot to respond.

"We just talked for a few minutes in front of the office building, and I left after I realized she had lied to me."

He explained it in more detail and then handed her a tissue.

He Miao took it, wiped his tears, and then blew his nose.

"Oh!"

She was responding to what he had just said, and the issue was over.

He Miao recovered quickly, and the contents of his dream were washed away by the shaking of the car.

Her memory seems to have declined a lot recently and she can't remember things.

The bus stopped two stops before Xu Mobai got off.

People started getting on and off the bus at the front and back doors.

Xu Mobai's dark eyes casually swept over the people in front of him without lingering for even a second.

However, when he looked at the figure across the street, he suddenly stood up...

He clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and scratched his hands nervously in his pockets.

Seeing him stand up, He Miao suddenly asked, "Do you want to get off here?"

"You go back first, I have something else to do."

"Oh."

He took out a written note from his bag and handed it to her, "Remember to add it when you get back."

"what?"

He Miao took it over without knowing why and followed his rhythm throughout.

"Drink less."

As if remembering something, Xu Mobai got out of the car and kept nagging, "Drink more boiled water."

"Oh."

He Miao agreed to all of them.

As the sky gradually darkened, the street lights gradually lit up.

He Miao returned and found that He Dahai had returned. It was rare for him to come back so early.

"Where's my mother?"

"I have something to do in the store. I'll be there later. You stay home."

I don’t know if it was a sign of the coming heavy rain or the sky was really dark, but it was pitch black.

With the sound of thunder, it seemed that it was going to rain and the sky was gloomy. No wonder it was so hot and humid during the day.

He Dahai took the umbrella and said, "Remember to lock the door and don't go out easily. The neighborhood has been a bit chaotic these days."

"Don't remind me anymore. I'm not a child. How can I be kidnapped?"

In the evening, He Miao returned to his room after taking a shower.

She turned on the fan, adjusted it to the second gear, and stood in front of it to enjoy the breeze.

His hair was still wet, and water was dripping onto the ground from the ends of his hair.

He Miao scratched his hair and then sat down at the desk.

You still have to do the exercises to consolidate your knowledge while it’s fresh, otherwise you will forget what you learned today.

He Miao wrote with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. Her strokes were elegant and majestic, and her excitement could be seen in the tip of her pen.

I did five questions and got five wrong.

He Miao was suddenly deflated.

Without bothering to look at the answer analysis, she took out her cell phone.

He rummaged through his schoolbag and pulled out a note from Xu Mobai.

She edited and typed it, then sent it, and the other party quickly agreed.

The internet speed is so fast?

He Miao guessed Xu Mobai was playing with his cell phone.

When He Miao was hesitating, Xu Mobai sent a message: [Have you encountered a question you don't understand? ]

It's really the worm in her stomach.

Glancing at the man's slightly raised chin, she twitched her lips slightly and paused before saying:

Now that he was talking about this, he seemed to be more interested, and his voice in the microphone was tinged with amusement:

He was in a good mood, and his depressed face looked a little more cheerful. He said with a smile:

【Um. 】

It was a hot summer day, so He Miao opened the window for ventilation. There were a few flower petals stuck on the screen, and she gently flicked them open with her hands.

On summer nights in the south, the wind blows the leaves, making them dance lightly.

He Miao took a photo and sent it over.

The other party responded quickly, sending pictures, analysis, example pictures, and voice messages.

He sent another voice message, his tone was lazy, his voice was slightly hoarse, and there was a slight sense of weariness in his words.

【Are you sleepy? 】

He Miao also sent a voice message.

The next second, the other party called.