Ming Yan took out the letter and read it.

"Mr. Lime

Hello. ”

"First of all, congratulations on finding someone you like, and I wish you a beautiful woman as soon as possible. ”

When Ming Yan saw this, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Can you really hold the beauty?" Ming Yan couldn't help but ask himself.

And at this moment, in the house next door, Quan Yuli is doing yoga, and she has a mask on her face, she has never done yoga since she came to China, she seems to have a little sense of crisis, this sense of crisis is given by the girl she likes as Ming Yan said, it is very strange that Quan Yuli will one day prepare so much for a girl she has never met.

Quan Yuli, who was pulling her legs, thought that the girl Ming Yan liked should be the girl he said before who had just graduated from college, she couldn't help but shake her head, do men like young people?

She stood up, took off her mask, washed her face, then stood in front of the mirror and patted her face.

"In addition to being a little older, I also think I'm quite tender. Then he kissed him in the mirror.

"Even if it's not even age. He lowered his head as he spoke: "But I also have my self-confidence." After saying that, he straightened his chest.

What Quan Yuli is doing now, Ming Yan doesn't know, of course, he can't know, he is still reading the letter.

"By profession, I'm a hawthorn seller. ”

"Selling hawthorn?" "Ming Yan has some differences, she said before that she is a white-collar worker, white-collar workers went to sell hawthorn, that... Isn't it just sales?

Ming Yan exclaimed, he thought about it now, does he make money selling hawthorns? Does anyone buy it? I have to say, Ming Yan's brain hole is really a little out of the way, he returned to the letter, and continued to read.

"Say, you already have someone you like, I also have good news, because of the profession, I recently met a boy, he is very handsome, very good-looking, and the cooking is also delicious, he confessed to me a few days ago, and I am still hesitating to agree. ”

Back in the morning, when Quan Yuli replied to the letter, she wrote that she was a hawthorn seller, she couldn't help laughing, because she felt a little outrageous, and she didn't know if Ming Yan would believe it.

She put the cap of her pen on and was about to write these two sentences, but when she took out the envelope, she thought of the fact that Ming Yan had someone she liked, and suddenly felt that she was a little lost, but she couldn't say where she lost.

But when she thought of the girl Ming Yan liked, she suddenly got angry, why can you have a girl you like, I also have it, not only to have it, but also to be a handsome guy, better than you, better than you to cook.

So Quan Yuli angrily wrote a fictional story.

No one knew why she was so angry that she accidentally knocked off a corner of the letter when she was loading it.

Back to Ming Yan, he looked at what the hawthorn wrote on the letter, how should he reply to her, he had never seen that man, and he didn't judge it.

Putting the letter on the table, Ming Yan thought about how to write a reply.

"Miss Hawthorn

The letter has been read. ”

"First of all, thank you for your blessings, I will work hard and strive to return the woman who hugged me as soon as possible. ”

"Also, I don't know what to say about your confession, but one thing I know for sure is that you are very good, so he will confess to you, so you should be able to judge whether that man can be entrusted or not. ”

"Finally, I wish you hawthorn sales, rising steadily, and getting rich as soon as possible. ”

After Ming Yan finished writing the letter, he found an envelope, put the letter in the envelope, opened the door and opened the mailbox door, this action he had done many times, and he was already very familiar with it.

It was still early, Ming Yan took a glass of juice and walked to the balcony, but he didn't expect Quan Yuli to be spinning a hula hoop on the balcony at this time, which made Ming Yan very puzzled.

"You...... Is this exercise?" asked Ming Yan.

Quan Yuli looked at Ming Yan, "That's right." ”

"Do you still have to exercise so late?" Ming Yan handed over the juice: "Take a break and drink some juice." ”

Quan Yuli stopped, gasped, took Ming Yan's juice and drank it.

"You turn the hula hoop every night?" Ming Yan couldn't help but ask when he saw the hula hoop on the ground.

"It's not. Quan Yuli said very freely.

"Then why did you suddenly turn around today?"

Quan Yuli returned the cup to Ming Yan and snorted: "I just want to turn around, what's the reason." ”

Ming Yan smiled, propped his arms, and looked at the sky: "It's been a long time since I've been like this." ”

"yes. Quan Yuli is also like Ming Yan, looking at the sky.

In the summer nights, there is no shortage of heat, as well as stars.

Today's stars are very face-giving, and the stars are densely packed with twinkles and twinkles.

The faint evening breeze blew away the broken hair on Ming Yan's forehead, and he was enjoying it, enjoying the night breeze blowing on his cheeks, as if he was being touched by a pair of small and delicate hands, it was really comfortable.

Quan Yuli looked at Ming Yan with her eyes closed, the expression on her face was very satisfied, and she also tried to close her eyes and feel the breeze like Ming Yan.

At this moment, silence is better than sound.

The quiet atmosphere was broken by Ming Yan's words.

"Lao Quan, I ask you a question. ”

Quan Yuli opened his eyes: "Hmm." ”

"Do you really come to China just because you think I'm sorry and want me to go back?"

Quan Yuli was stunned, she didn't seem to have a way to answer this question, and she often asked herself why she came.

"Why do you ask?"

Ming Yan pursed his lips: "I always feel that you have other things to do here." ”

Quan Yuli looked at the sky again: "I'm sorry, I can't answer this question." ”

Ming Yan thought she didn't want to say it, so she didn't ask this question anymore.

"Why do people always become silent?" asked Ming Yan again.

"I don't know, I guess there's nothing to say. Quan Yuli said.

"Is there really nothing to say?"

"What if it weren't?"

Ming Yan smiled: "Compared with having nothing to say, having no one to say is the saddest." ”

Quan Yuli looked at him and found that Mingyan had become different, and he seemed to be talking about it seriously.

"Maybe, but I know that people like you will never have nothing to say in this life, no one to say, a person who can even talk to the uncle who plays chess at the entrance of the community, actually said this. ”

"Hahaha. Ming Yan laughed: "Okay, I have nothing to say." ”

"Cut. Quan Yuli pursed his lips, "Who doesn't know who, he was still playing with me here just now." ”

Ming Yan shook his head and ignored her, a plane flew by in the sky, flashing with colorful light, and it blew up Quan Yuli's long hair on his sideburns.

"Lao Quan, don't you like me. ”

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