Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

Suddenly there were a few deep guitar sounds on the radio, and she continued: "Although I don't know you yet, I don't know your name or surname. I don't know if you like drinking blueberry flavor like me. Milk tea, or on the contrary, I like to drink hot cocoa, which I hate. I don’t know if you are addicted to the full-fledged Beatles or the punk-style Velvet Underground.”

"It doesn't matter whether we are similar or different, but I just want you to know that I am here waiting for you. The book says that 17 years old is the most beautiful age of a girl. I want you to know that I am in the most beautiful age and I am sincere and sincere to you. Love, even though we have never met, I also believe that we have love."

"Hey, you're late." She said these words lightly, as if they were about to be blown away in the wind.

"Zi Quan, run quickly. Old Zhao is here." A young man from Huang Mao hurried over to report the news, his face already dripping with sweat.

Jiang Ziquan was startled when he heard the words, grabbed the guitar and was about to run outside. He had just stepped out with his left foot, but before his right foot was off the ground, he happened to meet that angry looking old Zhao.

"Jiang Ziquan, what are you doing?" A loud yell stunned Jiang Ziquan, who was jumping off, he could only stare at Huang Mao, and asked, didn't he agree that Lao Zhao would go out for dinner today?

Huang Mao also shook his head, expressing that he didn't know, since today is the boss's birthday, it seems that he still has to write an inspection.

This somewhat fat guy is the teaching director, surnamed Zhao, everyone affectionately called him Old Zhao, this time it was miserable.

"You are so bold, you dare to confess in the radio room." The dean came over and glared at her angrily. Suddenly remembering that the radio hadn't been turned off, he quickly winked at the person next to him.

"Pfft..." Yu Chengjia was still moved by Sister Jiang's confession just now, and now she was delighted by this sudden change. She was a little worried but also a little happy, and said to Shen Yumo with a complicated expression: "Cousin, Senior Jiang's confession love letter How about it?"

"Well, generally it's okay." Shen Yumo hesitated. Although she doesn't follow stars, the girls in her class will be angry if they hear their favorite stars being criticized by others. She couldn't make up her mind for a while. Tell the truth.

On the contrary, Yu Chengjia was not used to seeing her like this. After all, Jiang Ziquan was not as important as her dear cousin.

"I think he used a few words wrongly, such as doing the opposite, indulging." Shen Yumo lowered her head and pondered for a while before commenting: "Her writing level still needs to be improved."

What Shen Yumo didn't know was that she wrote this love letter with some errors and even a bit of a middle school atmosphere after searching a lot of books, and it probably made her laugh to death.

Yu Chengjia was really laughed at by her cousin, and teased: "As expected of being a teacher in the future, everyone has started to check the composition level now."

Shen Yumo gave her an angry look.

This is the first meeting between Jiang Ziquan and Shen Yumo.

Yu Chengjia waved his hand to bring back the teacher Shen who was very different from high school, and said with a smile, "Did you remember?"

"Ah, so it turns out that Xiao Jiang's child has such a fate with Yumo High School." Shen's mother didn't know when she came over, and she didn't know how much she heard, but she seemed to have heard a lot after hearing this. Jiang is a kid who knows a lot and is honest."

Yu Chengjia understood what Shen's mother meant, and she took out an envelope from the sealed box and handed it to Shen Yumo: "Cousin, since this love letter is for you, it's better to return it to the original owner."

Shen Yumo glanced at her in surprise, then landed on the letter again.

Yu Chengjialang laughed a few times, "Back then, my cousin wrote a total of seventeen love letters by hand, and I don't know how many copies I gave to the Mingxing students at that time." Seeing Shen Yumo's eyes, she waved her hand: "I What I took back then was just a photocopy, and this handwriting was given to me by the monitor of our class when I mentioned this incident not long ago."

Shen Yumo bit her lower lip, looking at the expectant eyes of Yu Chengjia and her mother, she took it involuntarily, the letter felt a little hot to the touch, as if it was going to burn her hand.

After eating, Shen Yumo naturally took out the letter secretly and looked at it carefully. She touched the font on it with her hand, and could faintly feel the grooved part. She must have put her heart into it at the time. written.Jiang Ziquan's

The fonts have changed a lot over the years, the previous ones were not ugly at best, and there is no doubt that since she wanted to write a love letter, she used her best fonts at that time, but Fairy's fonts are elegant and beautiful, even Shen Yumo can't help saying With a sound, Jiang Ziquan seemed to have grown up.

She was a little strange, obviously the Jiang Ziquan she knew was already a mature Jiang Ziquan, although sometimes it seemed unreliable, but when it came to doing things, she was still handy and worth relying on.

Before she could figure it out, the call came.

. . .

Shen Yumo was lying on the bed, thinking about Jiang Ziquan's letter, thinking about Jiang Ziquan's expression of running away, she felt that there seemed to be a thread coming out.

"Childish in high school, mature in graduation." Shen Yumo murmured a few words, and then smiled lightly. It must be that the naive Jiang Ziquan in high school in front of him has not completely faded away.