moon star clear

Look in their direction.

It turned out to be peeking at Jiang Hao.

"What is it?"

"No, you really don't know?"

"I don't know. I found it when I got the textbook."

What kind of little god is this who doesn't eat fireworks in the world? He is well-informed, versatile, skilled, and yet doesn't recognize love letters. Could it be that he hasn't been confessed before?

Look at this face, this talent...

Tsk tsk, it really doesn't look like it.

But it's not like pretending either.

Seeing that he was a little confused, Mu Chen didn't know if he believed him temporarily, so he leaned into his ear and answered softly.

"This, yes, love, book."

"Who is this for?"

"Who did you ask the little god to put it on your desk? For you! Not bad, just a few days after entering school, do you have a crush?"

But Jiang Hao was not only not amused by him, his usually cold expression added a bit of chill.

It looks very cold.

Mu Chen felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, making him shiver.

"Can you throw it?"

"Damn it, are you really going to throw it away? Don't you want to see who wrote it?"

"dont see."

"You are really ruthless. But if you refuse, you can't throw it away. Wouldn't that hurt the little girl's self-esteem too much?"

Jiang Hao didn't speak, and stared at Mu Chen with his frozen expression.It means asking him what he should do.

"In this way, you first open it to see if there is a signature or something, then write a note to tell her what you mean, put it in an envelope and return it quietly to her. Anyway, she is still a girl, and she still likes it. Your girl, it's not good to be too direct, save some face for others."

Mu Chen gave the answer almost without thinking.

"Have you ever done this before?"

"What, what is it?"

"Get this."

"Yeah, not at all."

When Jiang Hao heard this answer, his face darkened a bit, and he stared straight at him.His eyes were like sharp bayonets, easily piercing through this clumsy little lie.

Mu Chen was very uncomfortable with his gaze, so he couldn't help turning his head to hide.

He did lie.

Not long before Mu Chen entered high school, a little girl wrote to him. He usually read the signature and sent it back to others, because he was sorry and sometimes brought a small gift or something, but later he found that he could not bring gifts. , these girls are too persistent. After receiving the gift, he thought that he still had a good impression of them, and he would not let it go. Later, he wrote some words of rejection and sent them back quietly, not only to save the other party's face, but also to make the other party no longer entangled. .

The more you go through the process, the more proficient you will be.

But he had always felt that this was his own charm, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

But now... I feel a little guilty for no reason?

What are you feeling guilty about?

Mu Chen glanced at the small note that Jiang Hao had written, and found that what he had written was: I don't like you.

As if sensing Mu Chen's eyes, he added another sentence: Sorry.

"You, this is too straightforward."

How come I haven't seen him so straightforward before.

"Forget it, let me tell you to write it."

Mu Chen began to recite his own rejection copy.

"Well...you just write, I feel very honored to be appreciated by you..."

He felt that his rejection letter was fluent, euphemistic, sincere and harmless.

"I'm not honored."

But was interrupted by an unknown person.

"This shows respect for others, okay, okay, if you don't want to write, then write, I think we are suitable to be friends..."

"I don't think I'm friends with other people."

Mu Chen really has nothing to do with him.

"Then I'll write it for you, shall I?"

Jiang Hao handed over the note upon hearing the sound.

"I think you came all the way to No. [-] Middle School to torment me..."

While Mu Chen refused to let the wind fall, he began to write the rejection letter proficiently.

[Student, thank you for your appreciation, but I already have someone I like, sorry, I hope you can find someone more suitable for you. ]

This person's face is so dark when he receives the love letter. It seems that he doesn't like to be entangled by others. Why don't he just write it down and let the girl stop thinking about it.Mu Chen thought.

After finishing writing, he picked it up and looked at it again. Although the handwriting was much different from Jiang Hao's, he thought that the girl had never seen Jiang Hao's handwriting, so she probably wouldn't reveal her secrets.

"It's finished, do you want to read it?"

"Need not."

A firm touch of white falls into the soft and tender pink envelope, and the out of place color shows where this piece of affection belongs.

When Jiang Hao discussed the love letter with Mu Chen, his tone was calm and indifferent, as if he didn't take it as a big deal, but as soon as Mu Chen put the note into the envelope, he found another low pressure.

This person is so strange, it's okay to be angry if he is not happy to receive the love letter.

And Sun Ziming in the first row returned to the classroom, took the drink he bought back at the risk of being locked out of the teaching area by Gate No. [-], and was about to put it in the hands of his deskmate. Talking in the back corner of the classroom.

The lips that are usually pursed slightly when he is serious in class are now bent into a happy and happy arc.

But it was like a curved knife piercing my heart.

The drink that he failed to hand out for the second time was poured into his stomach again, as if he was trying to stop the sob that was about to come out.

The moment the bottle mouth was removed, he coughed loudly until the end of his eyes were red, and wiped away all the sweat and tears.

This drink must have expired, it should be sweet, but now it is sour and astringent.

It's too bad to drink.

But he still wanted to finish it.

Still don't want to give up.

In fact, Jiang Hao didn't understand what was going on with him. He had little contact with strangers before, never felt the feeling of "like" and "being liked", and he had never received a love letter. He didn't know the so-called "love letter". What is "love" like, so when I read this love letter, I didn't feel any turmoil.

But when he saw that Mu Chen didn't care and joked about it, he felt very angry for no reason.

Why is he joking about this?

Who likes himself, or who he likes and doesn't like, does he not care at all?

It seems that subconsciously, he hoped that Mu Chen would be angry about this matter.

That's right, if Mu Chen regards him as a friend, he should be angry.

That's right...

Jiang Hao, who is inexperienced in friendship, attributed this unknown fire to his nine-year friendship with Mu Chen.

As everyone knows, this kind of sour taste will not occur between friends.

21. Taste Metaphors

The basketball game is approaching day by day, even though the grandson doesn't want to see Zhou Yue and Liu Wenxuan together, but they are in the same class and the same basketball team, and they can't avoid the pain when they look down and see each other.But Mu Chen always comforted him and enlightened him. No matter how uncomfortable, a team is a team, and personal emotions cannot be brought into training.

Although the hardware facilities are insufficient, the necessary actual combat exercises are still inevitable. It is necessary to gather a five-member team to simulate confrontation with them and improve the tacit understanding.

If you choose from this class, you will not be able to fight at all, and there will be no training effect; if you choose from other classes, your strength will be exposed.

The conditions are really tough.

But the competition is ahead, and if there are no conditions, we must find a way to create conditions.

When Mu Chen was in the art training class on Saturday, while he was drawing, he was worrying about the simulated training, when the mobile phone placed on the bench vibrated a few times.

He stopped his brush and clicked on WeChat, and saw that Brother Zheng had sent him a message.

[Brother Jianghu Zheng Feng: Xiaochen, if you don’t have time tomorrow, don’t come to the coffee shop. ]

Brother Zheng’s shop is well decorated with thoughtful service and good coffee quality. Although Yin Da made trouble on the first day and scared away some customers, but fortunately, this incident did not have much impact, and the coffee shop is on the right track day by day. , customers are also increasing.Especially on weekends, Brother Zheng and a few of his friends are simply overwhelmed.

Brother Zheng considered hiring a few more waiters, but he almost spent all his money opening the store. The wage level in the market is not low, and the store is all his own, so it is not at ease to hire a few strange staff. So I had to put it aside and do the work of two people alone on weekends.

Fortunately, in the past few weeks, Mu Chen and Jiang Hao have come to RECOLLECTION every Sunday to help, which relieved Brother Zheng's burden a lot.Even though they are already good brothers who have died, Brother Zheng is always embarrassed to ask them to help for free, and he insists on waiving all their coffee money.

Brother Zheng said this today because he was afraid of wasting the time of the two of them.

This seemingly happy and unrestrained "big brother in the rivers and lakes" sometimes takes care of his friends' positions carefully.

Happy and unrestrained is the essence of sharp edges and corners in the bones, and careful understanding is the maturity that has been honed in the society for many years.

But this kind of care is actually not necessary for a loyal person like Mu Chen.

[Mu Chen: Brother Zheng, it's not enough to be polite to us. We're free tomorrow, we must go, and we want to drink coffee in the shop. ]

Just after clicking send, Mu Chen suddenly had a burst of inspiration, and quickly edited a message to send to Brother Zheng.

On Sunday morning, Mu Chen and Jiang Hao came to RECOLLECTION again. It was not yet business hours, and Zheng Ge and his friends were preparing the raw materials.

Warm yellow lighting, clean and tidy tables and chairs, and atmospheric layout make people feel very comfortable.

"Brother Zheng, let's help."

"No need, it's still early, I'll let you help when I'm busy. Sit down first, two new coffees have been released recently for you to try."

"Okay, then we won't be polite to you."

Mu Chen and Jiang Hao walked to a table next to the bookshelf, Mu Chen pulled out a chair against the wall and sat down, staring at the bookshelf for a long time