The two souls wear the same person + side story

Burn this note again at that time, don't tell Xu Wanqing.

It's not that I'm not in a hurry. If I'm in a hurry, I can't write it in this small photo frame that I didn't open until I didn't know the year of the monkey.

But I'm very anxious, she and Xu Wanqing are still having conflicts?She didn't solve her self-problem, so she came to solve mine?I have to make a good joke and laugh at her.

Sure enough, there was a kite in the cardboard box, it was a very common swallow, and it was quite suitable to fly in this spring breeze.

After looking at it for a while, this kite seems familiar.

Like a kite flying in a TV series, look carefully, there is a line of beautiful small characters below.

Vote me to papaya, and repay it to Qiongju. Bandit newspapers are also good.

can't read.

Forget it.

I touched the lighter and went out, and the note and the carton were burned together.

It was late, and the fire in the yard was particularly obvious.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open.

My deskmate stood at the door and stared blankly at me.

I don't know how long she stood at the door, but when she saw my yard was on fire, she came in immediately.

Immediately, she rushed over and stomped out the fire: "Are you crazy?"

I shook my head.

The trampled kite burned the last trace of sparks under her feet, half of the swallow was left with black charcoal, and half of the cardboard box was left. It was thick and resistant to fire, and protected most of the kite. I should burn the kite first, and then tear the cardboard box apart Throw it in the hearth.

Picking up the swallow, my deskmate looked at it affectionately as if we had some friendship with the swallow.

"Is this what you did yesterday?"

yesterday?

Shang Yi can't always set fire to his own things.Then what she burned was...a kite made by Xu Wanqing herself!

The two of them had a falling out?

Seeing that I didn't speak, my deskmate read the sentence I couldn't understand, and cried angrily.

I don't think this should be a good word. Shang Yi and Xu Wanqing really had such a big conflict, which made Xu Wanqing want to make a kite and write poems to scold her, and Shang Yi wanted to set off a fire in the spring for her, so that the results could be better. In vain.

What a deep hatred!

But my deskmate cried, and I was much older than her, and it seemed that I was not very well just watching her cry, so I took out my crumpled apology letter and handed it over.

This time she picked it up, read it carefully, and showed her usual arrogant look: "I don't have a deskmate now, I am the best student in the class, and everyone wants to be my deskmate."

Then why did you sit in the front row alone for so long?

"But, me, I don't want to be at the same table with boys, they are too naive, you—"

I heard it, and I hurriedly said: "Can I be at the same table with you?"

A very childish and proud smile appeared on her face: "Then you have to take an exam. I have an exam selection, an imperial examination system, and only the champion can be my deskmate."

Although I don't know what an imperial examination is, I know what a champion is.

"Oh, I will take No.1 in the final exam."

Anyway, if there are business losses, I would like to praise Haikou without making a draft.

"No! I can only be No.1!"

"Oh, well, so what am I supposed to—"

"Tomorrow, whoever arrives at school first tomorrow will be the champion."

But the next day is not for me to decide, and I don't know when Xu Wanqing will get up.I wrote it in a notebook to explain the situation, and I fell asleep uneasy.

The first one to arrive at school the next day was a monkey-like boy in the class who never came early. Because his sister got married, he went to the neighboring county early to have a banquet, and he came back in the morning and was sent directly to the school.

Xu Wanqing wrote in her notebook:

Miss Zhang Xu,

I really can't help you. Today, the rain is about to come. Miss Zhaodi is a heroic person. My classmate, Mr. Liu's family, was chased out and circled the school. I'm sorry. Although I saw you leave your handwriting, your handwriting is very strange. I don't know them very well, and when I compare them one by one, Zhaodi gets angry again.

Shang Yi wrote:

solved.

Sure enough, Shang Yi is more reliable.

Three words put me at ease.

At that time, I was already eating chalk dust in the first row of the class, and the schoolbag of my deskmate next to me was filled with snacks that Shang Yi bought for her.

If Shang Yi and Xu Wanqing fight, I should form a united front with Shang Yi.

Thinking of the half-burnt kite, I brushed it lightly during my confession, and only put the credit for Li Zhaodi's change of heart on the head of my letter of apology.

The other half was stuffed and burned in the hearth, and I surrendered with my actions, agreeing with Shang Yi.

Chapter 15 Xu Wanqing Tells a Story 05

Throw me a papaya, repay it with Qiongju, and the bandit repays it——

Xu Wanqing couldn't continue thinking about it.

From her point of view, the fact that the kite she made by herself disappeared overnight is really weird, if Shang Yi didn't come in the afternoon, or Zhang Xulai took it away.

Zhang Xu is a careless person, he can't think about every corner of the house, he doesn't even know how many books he has, let alone read the dusty cabinet carefully.

Xu Wanqing fixed her eyes on Shang Yi.

If it was Shang Yi, he might have seen her expressing his heart.

She breathed a sigh of relief, as if a stone had been dropped.It's just that there is still a trace of thought, wanting to fly the kite by hand, but now it seems that it is impossible.

Shang Yi cared for her a little bit, and was so considerate of her heart, giving him a book, she couldn't repay her.

If she wanted to list the benefits of Shang Yi, Xu Wanqing knew that she couldn't list them, she remembered them one by one, many things, even a look, a word condensed and turned into a fire of gratitude.