Love Letters

"Wow!"

"My most anticipated event is here."

“It should be exciting.”

"Just seeing them standing on the stage makes me feel very pleasing to the eyes."

He Miao glanced at the people around him and didn't react.

She hasn't spoken to Xu Mobai since she came back from her illness.

The relationship between the two now seems to have returned to the time when they could barely say a few words to each other at the beginning.

Today, she met him on the way back from discussing homework with Jiang Yifeng. She stretched out her hand to greet him, but he ignored her.

She had no idea where to put her raised hands, so she could only scratch them awkwardly.

So, she and he seemed to suddenly have a quarrel, and they returned to their seats without further communication.

It's a bit like being in a cold war, full of anger.

Neither of them was prepared to take the initiative to talk to the other.

As if to prove something, He Miao never asked him about studies again after that conversation broke down.

She just kept working hard and relying on herself.

He Miao, who has no emotions in his mind, is a cute and happy puppy.

He Miao: I will just focus on studying from now on.

The ceiling fan was whirring, and the curtains were rolling up, bringing in the hot wind with the scent of hibiscus, which blew their hair and brought a hint of coolness.

The bougainvillea is in bloom, in the season of fading flowers in October, it surrounds the teaching building, covering an entire wall.

After class, Shen Weiwei came over to discuss program-related issues with Xu Mobai.

Because she was going to perform the same show with Xu Mobai, Shen Weiwei was surrounded by a shy atmosphere.

They were right next to He Miao, so she could hear everything they said.

They were all advanced topics that she couldn't understand, such as piano levels, fingering, aesthetics... things that had nothing to do with her.

He Miao didn't understand, so he sat in his seat and did his homework.

The wind was very strong today, and the light green curtains were flying around like crazy.

It kept running on He Miao's face and head.

Soon, she was completely covered, wrapped, and entangled...

"He Miao, are you playing the role of some green forest princess?"

Wang Youzhi mentioned it lightly from the side.

Soon, classmates came over one after another.

"He Miao is so funny, he must have some talent."

"Why don't you just wear this one when the time comes, He Miao?"

He Miao couldn't see their faces, but he could clearly see how happy they were.

Shen Weiwei also looked over and couldn't help laughing when she saw He Miao like this, "He Miao, maybe you have something you want to perform?"

He Miao pulled the curtain, revealing a round head, "You guys can do the high-end stuff, I can only pick my feet."

After he finished speaking, the class burst into laughter again.

After autumn, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and noon is the hottest time.

The class is going to organize a cheerleading team, but the captain of the cheerleading team has not been decided yet.

The most popular candidates are Liu Feifei and Liu Jinyu.

Liu Feifei really didn't want to participate in any activities.

But she heard that the cheerleading captain can choose anyone at will, and that person cannot refuse...

She couldn't imagine herself being manipulated by Liu Jinyu.

Suddenly they became excited and started competing.

She brought out the momentum she had when she ran for president of the fan club.

Because he is a fan, he is good at cheering and creating an atmosphere, and he also has organizational and leadership skills.

Apparently, she succeeded.

Having experience makes a difference, and everyone respects her.

The cheerleading uniforms arrived a week later and were chosen by each team member through voting.

He Miao was completely confused when she got the skirt, and she didn't say she wanted to participate.

"Miao'er, just think of it as doing this for my own good."

Liu Feifei's voice rang in his ears, and He Miao couldn't help but look up at her.

"But my height is really not suitable for you guys."

"We just can't get enough people together, and the squad leader refuses to wear this thing."

At this moment, Liu Feifei was looking at her with a pleading look on her face, her eyes were watery and there seemed to be tears flashing in them.

He Miao looked at the cheerleading uniform in her hand, which was pink and white.

A pink top with a white skirt and white leggings.

Pink and white spliced ​​laces, gradient petal skirt, simple salty style, cute, energetic and refreshing!

"Miao'er, just promise me!"

Seeing that He Miao was hesitant to make a decision, Liu Feifei once again tried to persuade him earnestly.

He Miao looked at her pitiful appearance and finally sighed helplessly: "Okay."

Cheerleading uniforms have very short tops and even shorter skirts.

He Miao held it up and gestured at his body. "It seems a bit short, not even reaching the knees."

“It just looks short.”

Liu Feifei pushed her into the locker room and said, "Try it."

As autumn deepens, the falling leaves begin to dance.

"Is that the cheerleading uniform for Class 1? So cute and sexy."

"This is... what's called pure desire."

"Who is that girl? She's so cute."

"It seems to be He Miao from Class 1?"

Hearing this, Xu Mobai's eyebrows moved slightly.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl with her hair tied in a bun, revealing her gracefully slender neck.

The light pink top perfectly outlines the curves of her nascent body, slightly raised chest, and slender waist.

The little white skirt barely reaches the thigh, and underneath are snow-white slender legs...

"The legs are so white."

"It looks small, but I didn't expect it to be so full of substance."

"I still like sweet girls after all."

The boy who was talking was from Class 25. Xu Mobai had played basketball with them before.

"Skirt is this short?"

Du Yuze glanced at Liu Feifei with some disgust.

"What do you know?"

Liu Feifei, who was learning exercises, stopped and rolled her eyes at him. "This is called vitality."

"Why are you wearing this?"

"Come on, guys."

"Come on? It means reduce the fuel."

Du Yuze joked, "Who has the energy to play basketball after seeing this?"

"I'm not going to talk to you anymore, you straight idiot with no sense of taste!"

Liu Feifei was too lazy to pay attention to him and took the remaining clothes to go back and distribute them to other team members.

After the two left noisily, Xu Mobai walked to the side and looked at the team uniform on He Miao.

“What…what?”

Seeing Xu Mobai staring at him, He Miao, who was tying his belt, glanced at him, then lowered his head to check his clothes.

"skirt......."

"Don't think too much, I'm wearing..."

Just as He Miao was about to lift her skirt, her hand was grabbed by a big hand.

Looking at her exposed legs, Xu Mobai suddenly remembered the day she was sick...

"I do not want to look."

He glared at her, then looked away, his tone cold.

It was the first time He Miao saw Xu Mobai's face look so grim. "Old antique, the jeans inside are my jeans, okay."

She muttered under her breath.

"Also, Xu Mobai, you hurt me."

He Miao shook his hand away and said, "If you don't want to look, then don't look. Why are you exerting so much strength?"

This was the first serious and effective conversation the two had had since the day He Miao fell ill.

Sadly, it wasn’t pleasant.

His face was still cold, but he was wearing a black sports outfit, which made his already fair skin more translucent and he looked energetic.

There were beads of sweat on his face, and it looked like he had just come back from basketball practice.

Seeing this, He Miao retracted his gaze and looked down at the clothes on his body.

"You go out first, I need to change my clothes."

She didn't want to pay attention to him and just chased him away.

Xu Mobai's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his face showed restrained coldness and alienation.

After a moment, he turned and left.

"Why don't you go out?"

Seeing Xu Mobai stop at the door, He Miao frowned slightly.

"The door appears to be locked."

Xu Mobai did not move and his voice was faint.