medicine jar and her miss doctor

This is not a letter she wrote to Chun Cheng.

Her letter was intercepted, and someone pretended to be her name to communicate with Chun Cheng.

Zhixiu gathered her five fingers together, her tender knuckles were tense and turned white, her bright eyes were condensed for a moment, she was thinking: Who wouldn't want her to have a close relationship with Chun Cheng?

Is it Wen Ting, the daughter of Wen's parents?Is it Xia Ze, the second young master of the Xia family?Or Miss Mu who came all the way from Lindu?

Anyone is possible.

What about motivation?

Did he come for her, or for Chun Cheng?

With a hasty glance in her eyes, she saw the almost flattering words in the letter, Zhixiu sneered in her heart, she already had the answer.

She leaned over to pick up the letter that had fallen in the corridor, her eyebrows and eyes did not move, and when she looked up, her expression was gentle: "Why are you so sloppy?"

Chun accepted the letter and said with a smile, "I was thinking about something just now."

Zhixiu didn't ask her what she was thinking, but after watching her put the letter away, she asked, "Is that... a letter from Yuanzhou?"

"En." Chun Cheng nodded, took two steps and then shook his head.

Facing the suspicious gaze of the girl above, she dazedly touched the back of her head: "I don't know if it was written by Yuan Zhou. Maybe she was ill and asked someone to write it for her?"

Zhixiu felt a little sweet in her heart, and turned her head to ask her, "How can you be sure that this is not Yuan Zhou's handwritten letter?"

"Because Yuanzhou would never talk to me in such a tone."

Chun Cheng tugged at the girl's schoolbag strap playfully, over and over again, until finally Zhixiu had no choice but to look back at her dotingly: "Stop messing around."

She smiled and closed her hands, and went downstairs calmly with the cat ear jar and fiancee in her arms.

"Yuanzhou and I met as before. From what I know of her, she must be a woman of great character and knowledge. I call her a soul pen pal, not just talking casually. How could such a person be possible?" Say those words?"

These words are words which speak for themselves.

I glimpsed the tip of the iceberg before, across the paper, the flattery of the letter writer is about to overflow from between the lines.

To be able to write those words must be because she has an obsessive heart towards Chun Cheng, Zhixiu is silent.

Then I heard the people beside me say: "Yuanzhou and I respect each other, and I never thought that she would coax me to please me one day."

"Then what if she wrote it?"

Chun Cheng's thin lips slightly pursed: "There is no chance. The Yuan Zhou in my mind is the coldest and most delicate snowflake in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the most proud and precipitous plum blossom in Shili Meilin. Her fragrance comes from the bones. Yuan Zhou is The scribe who holds the pen is the warrior who holds the spear, how can he be servile and obsequious?"

She even spat out derogatory words like 'nu Yan Mei Gu', which shows that she has a firm stand.

Classmate Chun frowned impatiently: "I'll find out what's going on after I write and ask."

Zhixiu held her hand, and the warmth in her palm was passed on naturally. Her voice was soft, her eyes were reddish: "Unexpected...Yuanzhou has such a high opinion in your heart."

"Xiuxiu, don't get me wrong, she and I are..."

"I know." Zhixiu laughed without any grievances: "When you treat her as a pen pal, it is the most innocent relationship that cannot be profane."

Chun Cheng nodded heavily: "That's right!"

"Why are you so cute..." The girl's heart was so soft that she was full of affection and uncontrollably moved.

What she fears most about Chun Cheng's admiration is her appearance. Are there not many men and women in the world who are fascinated by sex?

So she gently peeked into Chun Cheng's heart in a roundabout way. She wanted a loyal and unwavering partner. If that partner could be the person who appreciated her the most in the world, it would be the best and the most perfect.

Looking at Miss Chun in men's school uniform who was confused, Zhixiu's heart was hot, and she felt a little irritable, and blurted out: "I want to date you sooner."

If there is Ruowu's coquettish and angry feeling, Chun Cheng's heart beats out of rhythm, the tip of her tongue lightly brushes her palate, she smiles brightly: "Yes, why does time pass so slowly? I also want to spend time with Xiuxiu as soon as possible. "

Zhixiu blushed with embarrassment, both shy and sweet.

Aside from the sweetness, thinking of the one who broke the spiritual communication between her and Chun Cheng, a gloomy light flickered across the girl's lowered eyes, which is rare.

"When are you going to answer the letter? To-morrow, will you?"

Chun Cheng blinked: "What's the reason?"

Sitting near the window in the cafeteria, the summer heat comes through the glass window. The girl has long black hair, and the light is scattered on three thousand black hairs.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, thought for a while, poked a round fishball with the silver fork in her hand, and opened and closed her glistening lips: "Just think I'm jealous, okay?"

The fishball was fed to his mouth, and Chun Cheng chewed it carefully, with a handsome face, a slightly bulging cheek, and beautiful talking eyes looking at his fiancée opposite, with a smile leaking from the tip of his brow.

Just being watched by her, Zhixiu's face flushed, and she felt an urge to throw herself into her arms.The impulse came quickly and violently, and the eldest lady from a famous family bit her lips angrily, secretly thinking that she was not reserved enough.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and both men and women are wearing thinner and thinner clothes. She looked at Chun Cheng, but she didn't dare to look directly into her eyes. , no one can guess what she is thinking.

Chun, who was fed fish balls, took a sip of the soup obediently holding a porcelain spoon: "Okay, I promise you."

She knows that Xiuxiu has never been aimless, and she also knows that this matter cannot be overturned simply by jealousy, but how can she not give her such trust?

No matter what Xiuxiu wants to do, if she is willing to say it, she has to think carefully and then choose to believe.

Even though they are each other's first love, there is one thing that Chun Cheng understands very well. If you want to be with someone for a long time, you must have a long-term consciousness.

"Tonight, I want to go home and live." Zhixiu suppressed the slight tide in her heart, and was able to meet her eyes. The moment their eyes collided, she couldn't help but sigh: Chun Cheng, you are so beautiful.

"Go home?" Chun Cheng bit his spoon in deep thought.

"Can't you? Won't you accompany me?"

"It's okay." Thinking of the unfinished homework, Classmate Chun slowly put down the porcelain spoon, and with an idea, bad thoughts came up: "Xiuxiu, how do you want me to accompany you?"

"Naturally accompany me back..." Her voice paused, two red clouds floated on her left and right cheeks at the right time, and she lightly reprimanded: "You're thinking about something insane again."

"No way." Chun Cheng teased her: "It's been a while since my mother-in-law came back to Rin, it's a pity that I haven't enjoyed the feeling of sleeping with Xiuxiu..."

"You!" Worried about being overheard, Zhixiu hurriedly looked around, acting like a cautious sika deer.

Chun Cheng was hiding a smile in her eyes, hiding something bad, she didn't expect a fish ball to be brought to her lips again, she snorted, she didn't want to eat it, so she opened her lips reluctantly, and was successfully blocked by the fish ball. ridicule.

Zhixiu breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid, afraid that Chun Cheng would be so absurd that he would dare to say anything.

Let her... let her be so embarrassing.

The fishball was swallowed, and the girl on the other side ate slowly with a cold face. Chun Cheng used to tease her, but now he honestly took out the unfinished homework from his schoolbag, walked to the next table consciously, buried his head in thought, his slender hands Hold the pen and move, flexible and free, with a great look and feel.

At first, Zhixiu focused on the food in the bowl without looking sideways, but after a while, her attention was easily taken away.

Seeing Chun Cheng doing her homework without distraction, her drooping eyebrows, and her indifferent little face when she was thinking, the girl smiled knowingly.

Even if she is teased, even if she is bullied, she still likes it.

She leaned on her chin and watched gently and carefully.

At noon, the cafeteria where people come and go, the world here has its own style, no one else can come in, and they don't want to go out.At a glance, nostalgia becomes eternal.

Chun Cheng was far more focused than most people when she was doing things, and she looked so beautiful when she was serious that one's heart skipped a beat.

Finished homework, put away textbooks, looked up, Xiuxiu had already finished her meal and was waiting there.

Their lunch boxes were washed clean, and the girl's fair face and eyes looking over her were full of tenderness.

Chun Cheng's throat twitched slightly, and the fluid in her mouth gradually grew. She secretly spurned herself for being worthless, while admiring Xiu Xiu's excellent appearance, she raised her lips and smiled slightly: "Let's go."

In the boring class in the afternoon, in order to make the time pass faster and faster, the two of them coincidentally devoted [-] minutes to immerse themselves in it.

Looking around Jingteng, everyone knows that the heir to the Lin Duchun family is a sick child who never leaves the medicine jar.

It's a bit ugly to say that the sick child is really ugly. Jingtou is a top prestigious school in the country. From the principal to the teachers and students, most of them still look forward to the day when the sick child recovers.

At least, the value created by an excellent student in good health is far more exciting than that of a sick seedling.

Therefore, Chuncheng needs to go home to live from time to time, and all the teachers have already acquiesced.

But Zhixiu, because of her, can also enjoy some innocuous conveniences.

At dusk, when the rickshaw was parked in front of the house, Uncle Chun, who heard the movement, brought people to welcome him. The fat orange cat jumped into Chun Cheng's arms energetically, and was caught off guard. .

The East and West courtyards became lively again.

The servants were busy serving the master to take a bath, and when they got out of the bathroom, Zhixiu first conducted an assessment on Shumo for the junior high school curriculum.

Letting Shumo go to school is a joint decision of both master and servant.

Facing his lady's inquiry, Shumo sweated until the last question was over. Seeing the lady's slightly appreciative gaze, Shumo's tight string slowly loosened: "I...I didn't give Is the lady ashamed?"

"No." Zhixiu wrapped her bathrobe and smiled lightly: "However, we still need to work hard."

Shumo was encouraged: "Yes, I will definitely continue to work hard!"

"That's good." She picked up a pen and wrote several kinds of medicinal materials on the paper: "Within an hour, I can prepare these four kinds of medicinal materials, and I will be of great use."

Shumo didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly ordered to go down after receiving the task.

In the dead of night, two hours had passed since dinner, and the room of the owner's house in the east courtyard was brightly lit.

To smash medicine and make medicine, one step at a time, Zhixiu does it by himself.

Shumo at the side sat at the table with his chin propped up and couldn't help but began to doze off.

Two medicinal powders, one of which is a powerful medicinal powder that can cause weakness in hands and feet.

The medicine was properly put into the white porcelain bottle, which was the self-protection method Zhixiu thought of.

It is the powder that makes people weak, not the poison that kills people. It can be attributed to the last kindness of an angry doctor.

No one can stop her from staying with Chun Cheng, and no one can disrupt her arrangement.

The reason why she persuaded Chun Cheng to reply to the letter later, and the reason why she rushed back to the East Courtyard from Jingteng tonight, was to solve the person who intercepted the letter on the premise of being able to protect herself.

Having an excellent partner is destined to have many rivals in love. Zhixiu had a sneer on her lips, faint and gloomy, like the light refracted from a cold pool after falling into an abyss.

The coldness disappeared in a flash, and she was still a gentle, elegant and reserved young lady from a famous family.

There was a pleasant cat meowing outside the door.

The corners of Zhixiu's lips raised slightly, and the smile couldn't stop swaying from her eyes. She patted Shumo's shoulder lightly, and Shumo was awakened: "Miss, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you don't need to serve here, Shumo, go back to your room and rest."

Shu Mo withdrew gratefully, and after a while, the door was pushed open, and the gentle, beautiful and frail Young Master Chun, wearing a nightgown and hugging the pillow, walked in with long legs confidently.

Zhixiu had already expected this scene when she was hurrying to finish her homework at school. She frowned, took two steps forward and closed the door, and looked at the 'arrogant' person who broke into the boudoir: "I really want to be with me." sleep together?"

"What's the matter? Can't you?" Chun Cheng yawned sleepily.

She was not in good health, so she didn't dare to stay up late. This time, in order to wait for Xiuxiu to finish her work, and for Shumo to leave the room, she squatted in the corner with her pillow in her arms and waited for a long time.

Fortunately, it was very warm in June, otherwise she would be really afraid of freezing.

She was so sleepy that her speech was soft and sticky, far from the cold, arrogant and noble as Young Master Chun when she was sober.

Zhixiu's fingertips trembled slightly, and taking advantage of someone's eyelid fight, she gently wrapped her arms around her waist, feeling a sense of satisfaction spontaneously, she sighed and pecked lightly on the side of her neck: "Go to sleep first, OK?"

"Then won't you come?"

"I'll be there later." Zhixiu hugged her by the waist.

How many times have I envied that Guiniang could hug Chuncheng and send her to bed, this time, she can also get her wish.

The sleepy Young Master Chun behaved extremely well-behaved, wrapped in a soft and close-fitting water-blue nightgown, and was gently placed on the big bed filled with fragrance.

Zhixiu leaned over to take off her shoes, looked up again, and found that she had fallen into a drowsy sleep.

She smiled, pulled off the brocade quilt and covered her, turned and walked to the bathroom.

After washing off the smell of herbs and coming out of the bathroom refreshed, Zhixiu sat in front of the bed and looked at the sleeping Chun Cheng, with her fingertips fondlingly stroking her lips.

She really likes her so much that she wants to be bad for her.

Unable to restrain and don't want to restrain anymore, he leaned over to kiss and hold her lips, the tip of his tongue lingered in the gap between her lips, he pried open his teeth, and tasted the sweetness.

This is one of her few indulgences. Desires. Thoughts.

Only when Chuncheng was fast asleep did he dare to act.

Ever since she saw the first movie and saw a real kiss, she wanted to express her love for Chun Cheng so passionately.

However she was too shy.

And Chun Cheng couldn't stand her teasing at all.

Sipa wiped the white strands from the corners of her lips, and Zhixiu felt ashamed that her ears were about to burn.She bit her lower lip, lay on her side and whispered into her ear: "Why are you so obedient when you fall asleep..."

The bed was so big that she didn't dare to get close to it, so she backed away slowly, back to a safe distance.

And the person she defined as obedient murmured in the middle of the night, Zhixiu slowly opened her eyes, her heart beating like a drum, she leaned over shyly, not daring to get closer, not daring to stay away, just listening to that person Shouted softly: "Xiuxiu...Xiuxiu..."

Every word is moving. Emotional, shouting makes people subconsciously want to respond.

Zhixiu clenched her teeth and kept silent, with the night as a natural cover, her flushed cheeks reflected a different kind of demeanor.

In fact, she really wanted to see what Chun Cheng looked like when he dreamed of her.

That's why I chose to indulge, so I was awake all night.

Now that it was time, she tilted her head uncertainly and looked over, adapting to the darkness, she could vaguely see the smooth and graceful silhouette of that person.

Noticing the slightly chaotic breathing on her side face, Zhixiu knew that she had waited.

She is 12 curious about Chun Chenghuai, and after accepting those embarrassing things, she also feels a little itchy.

She is used to being calm and self-restraining, and once she fails, she really can no longer pretend to be ignorant.

Zhixiu swallowed quietly, her fingertips trembling, she wanted to know if Chun Cheng was in a dream again...

It stands to reason that she should kick people down to stop her chaotic 'behavior', but in the end she is the favorite of her heart, Zhixiu pursed her lips and poked her fingertips lightly.

The slight wetness was felt by the fingertips through a layer of soft cloth. The girl panicked and carefully withdrew her hand, annoyed and embarrassed: "You...you better think it's me..."

She almost bit her tongue when she said the words, and turned over to face the wall in shame, and whispers flowed into her ears.

She never knew that her name sounded so nice when it came out of her mouth.

Xiuxiu.

Xiuxiu...

Zhixiu had a crystal smile in her eyes, with tears in her smile: "Yes, I am your Xiuxiu, only yours."

The night was drowsy and romantic, the girl was far away from her master, so far away that someone could lie in the middle, but her heart was so close to Chun Cheng, so close that it was her who fell into the dream.

It has nothing to do with those annoying lusts, just the warm care of the water, the fantasy of spending a lifetime with her.

So no matter how bad she is, she can accept it.How good she is and how great she is in the world, only Zhixiu knows.

This is their honor.

Met you, liked you, recognized you, you are mine, and I am yours, that's all.

The east courtyard was quiet, the night had dissipated, and the dawn of the sky had not yet penetrated the clouds. The orange cat was patrolling its territory.

Across the door, the girl in the plain gauze tent opened her eyes first, looked at someone beside her, and beamed with joy.

Her robes are neat, there is nothing wrong with it, even so, Zhixiu dare not just wait for Chun Cheng to wake up like this.

He sat up softly, carefully took out the clothes to be changed into the cubicle, and when he came out, there was a pure and bright female classmate in school uniform after bathing.

The sound of sparkling water pierced Chun Cheng's ears, and she lay there sleepily, looking at the gauze curtain and falling into deep introspection.

Zhixiu came out of the bathroom, opened the gauze curtain, and saw her flushed cheeks and sullen expression. Thinking of what happened last night, she sat on the edge of the bed uncomfortably: "Are you sorry?"

"Xiuxiu..." Chun Cheng's voice was hoarse: "Why did you wake up so early?"

Because I don't want to cause you to make mistakes.

The girl thoughtfully did not break her words, and gave her a doting smile, bent over and poured the honey water over, not daring to pass it to her rashly, and blew away the white air floating on it for her: "Come on, Moisturize your throat first."

Chun Cheng took two sips slowly with her hand, which relieved the thirst in his throat, but he refused to drink any more, thinking that he hadn't washed yet.

When she woke up, she didn't dare to face Xiuxiu again, she frowned sadly, and when the girl got up to open the door, she murmured: "How can I be like this..."

Miss Chun, who had just gotten to know love for the first time, was lying on the bed without moving. Fortunately, no matter how bad it was, she would only dare to do it in her dreams, otherwise...

She can't imagine.

Zhixiu walked over with her clothes in her arms, blushing, "Gui Niang sent them."

Chun Cheng let out a cry.

Seeing that she was not moving, Zhixiu hesitated and said, "Want... want me to wait for you to wear it?"

"Ah? No, no need!" Chun Cheng swiftly rushed into the bathroom with his clothes in his arms.

The girl sat in the boudoir and listened to the sound from the bathroom, thinking of Chun Cheng's sudden panic, she pressed her heart, deeply feeling that it was a sweet burden.

She stared at her fingertips, recalling the humidity and heat she encountered last night, thinking blankly: Is she too restrained from Chun Cheng?But what can she do?

After changing his clothes and regaining his gentleness, Young Master Chun walked out of the door with a blushing complexion, hugging the changed clothes: "It's getting late, Xiuxiu, I'll be back first."

After all, they are not yet married, living in the same room is already unfair, Zhixiu gently closed her head, and said softly: "Don't be caught by others."

Chun Cheng was eager to leave with the 'evidence' in his hands, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The quiet morning ushered in the dawn from the sky, and the world finally had other hustle and bustle.

After breakfast, the two went to school with their schoolbags on their backs as usual, Chun Cheng bullied the people around her not knowing what she had done, after the initial awkwardness, she returned to normal: "Xiuxiu, I didn't disturb you by talking in my sleep last night, did I? "

Zhixiu's acting skills are obviously better than hers, so she said calmly, "No. I slept deeply last night, even if you talked in your sleep, I wouldn't be able to hear you."

"Really?" Chun Cheng bent his lips: Then I can rest assured.

"What? Do you have the habit of talking in your sleep?"

"No!" Classmate Chun shook her head quickly, and stretched out her hand lovingly to touch her hair: even if there is, it doesn't matter.

"Huh? Xiuxiu, why are you walking so slowly?"

Zhixiu is dumb: Are you slow?

"Oh, I'll take you to walk together. Walking to school, can't you also exercise?" Chun Cheng found a perfect excuse for himself, holding the girl's soft palm in a regular manner, and his heart jumped happily. To fly.

Being led by her, Zhixiu's feet seemed to be stepping on clouds. After seeing that scene last night, accepting it is one thing, but digesting it is another.With her mind full of those things, it was hard not to feel weak in her legs and feet.

Chuncheng has Chuncheng's secret, and she also has hers.

Chun Cheng dreams of her many times, and she loves Chun Cheng very much.

The love is deep, the affection is deep, the heavy love. Love falls in her heart, the only difference is probably that she is used to forbearance.

And what about Chun Cheng?

She could tell that Chun Cheng wanted to live happily in this life.

She couldn't suppress it, couldn't help it, in other words, deep down in her heart, she didn't want to suppress it, didn't want to bear it.

Therefore, Miss Chun is a veritable prodigal son, a rebellious steed, galloping in the world, and she is different from the ladies who were trapped by four walls since childhood.

This is what Zhixiu envies, desires, and cherishes.

Chun Cheng in front of her is an out-and-out frivolous woman who dares to step on etiquette on the soles of her shoes. All her gentleness and courtesy are nothing more than inertial protective colors. Her heart is sincere and domineering.

But in the final analysis, only she can see her softness.

Because Chun Cheng treats her defenselessly, she believes whatever she says.Zhixiu's eyes sparkled: "Wait!"

Chun Cheng stopped in his tracks: "What's wrong?"

Facing that gaze, the girl stood on tiptoe, held her face and kissed her, and smiled softly and embarrassedly: "Chun Cheng, I like you so much."

Clean, heavy, soft and soft, I like it, do you want it?

Chun Cheng gritted her back molars, feeling that she couldn't bear it, she changed her mind and said: If you can't bear it, then you are too hopeless.

She nodded her chin haughtily, and impatiently squeezed her hand gently and delicately: "Okay, okay, I got it, I—"

In a panic, a piece of jade finger blocked her lips.

Someone who almost slipped the tongue woke up suddenly: "Ben... I like you too! Don't dawdle, you're going to be late!"

"Then you take me to run."

The girl has picturesque eyebrows and eyes full of admiration.

Chun Cheng snorted guiltily, and secretly slandered: In terms of physical fitness, it's not bad for Xiuxiu to run with me.

She didn't want to admit it, and suddenly she was full of pride: "Of course! Oh, you're rambling again..."

They hooked their fingers and ran wildly all the way, youthful and reckless, running wildly on the street with the person they like, and sweating with the person they like, this is a different kind of romance.

There are fireworks one after another in her heart. On days like this, Zhixiu's heart is bright and cheerful. The light shines in from the outside, filling her with joy and warmth. She clearly realizes: all this is spring. Take her to understand.

Chun Cheng led her fearlessly into the world of flowers and flowers, while the gloomy past life behind her left her at the speed of light.

She is brand new, she is also brand new, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, there is someone you like, there is nothing to be afraid of.

A solid sense of security.

The heavy classes in the morning were over, and the students of the Department of Medicine dragged their exhausted bodies to the dormitory.

Zhou Wan and Wang Ling returned to the dormitory hand in hand, the door was closed, Wang Ling leaned against the wooden door, Zhou Wan was about to sit slumped in the seat, but turned her eyes and fell on her: "Ah Ling, I'm so tired... ..."

Ever since she opened up about her relationship, Wang Ling actually enjoys being bullied by her. The taste of love is sour and sweet, and Wan Wan will quarrel with her when she has a temper. up.

How can a young couple in love have an overnight feud?

Zhou Wan is the kind of person who enjoys ideas, especially when it comes to her first love.She devoted herself wholeheartedly to Wang Ling's affectionate eyes, bullying her and liking her.

Little by little, melt the other party into the blood and bone marrow of the other party until there is no room for anything else.

It's dangerous, and they know it.

But Wang Ling was not afraid.

She lifted Zhou Wan's jaw, and said in a lazy voice, "I have a way to keep you from getting tired, do you want to try it?"

Guessing what she was going to do, Zhou Wan released some enthusiasm in coordination: "Come."

Come.

With just one word, the usually calm person lost his composure.

They vented in the unoccupied dormitory, burning desperately... In the corridor, Zhixiu and Chen Deng walked side by side, knocked on the door three times, but no one came to open it.

Chen Deng was surprised: "What are they doing?"

Zhixiu was thoughtful, cleared her throat, and pulled her back a few steps: "Maybe she is taking a bath, don't worry, let's wait."

As soon as the words were finished, the door was opened, and Wang Ling greeted them with a smile: "I was busy just now, come in quickly."

Seeing their lips soaked in water and their slightly messy hair, Zhixiu knew that if this matter changed her and Chun Cheng, she would be too ashamed to control herself.But when it was her turn to tease her friend, she was not polite at all.

She looked around Zhou Wan with playful eyes, until Zhou Wan couldn't help but tugged at her sleeve: "What are you doing? Please spare me!"

Chen Deng didn't know why, so he always felt that the atmosphere was weird, the sun was really coming out from the west, and the shy Ms. Zhou was so ashamed that she wanted to sneak in through the cracks in the ground.

During the lunch break, Zhi walked out of the dormitory door gracefully and calmly.

In June, the sun was very strong, and Chun Cheng was lying on the big bed refreshed and planning a date, not expecting that her fiancée was walking towards the study step by step.

The design department is full of classes in the morning, and only then will I have free time.When passing by bedroom 301, Yang Zheng reluctantly stared at the closed door for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and walked downstairs excitedly.

He wants to see what classmate Chun wrote to him.

From now on, he will take his place and be the best pen pal with Chun.

A thought flashed across his face, his face was reddish, and his steps were brisk.

study room.

The reply letter to 7773's pen pal is placed prominently on the bookshelf.

During the lunch break, there were few people walking outside the school. Yang Zheng stepped in ecstatically, holding the letter with great care, just like holding the crazy heart of classmate Xiang Chun.

"It's really you."

A clear and cold voice came from behind, and Yang Zheng suddenly looked back: "Zhi, Zhixiu?"