Yang Yilin looked at the three hard-to-guess anagrams and laughed, and he continued to say in his heart: The three anagrams written by Xiaowen, these four words are read together, and they are 'love you forever'. Okay, Xiaowen said she loves me forever, of course I will love Xiaowen forever!

That...... Xiaowen She loves me so much, and the language she uses to write these riddles, how can I always look miserable? And that Guan Baoqing, I want to be happy in my heart, but I am only happy for a while, and then my heart is a little heavy, and I can't be happy even if I want to be happy. What's going on?

There are so many words in Chinese, she can use other words, why does she write about Guan Bao Qing? Why does she write about desolation, sad tears, and indefinite return? Yes, why is that?

Oh, you Yang boy is really a lot of things! You don't think about it anymore, a big man's family, you also think too much and too carefully! The words of the anagram are just the outer packaging of the riddle, just like when you go to the store and buy something, take it home and take out the real thing, doesn't its outer packaging just throw it into the waste heap, what are you still studying the outer packaging? Stupid?!

Although Yang Yilin talked about himself and argued about himself, he still kept watching, thinking, and studying the riddle of 'love you forever' that Zheng Xiaowen wrote to him. He felt that he was really thinking too much and too carefully, so he persuaded himself again:

Now what you Yang boy should study is not a riddle, but a valuable object: the mystery! You don't want to think about other things that don't matter, understand, boy!

Now that you kid understand, your mind is right, and that's what I'm telling you! That's the truth! Now that you understand, let's start studying the mystery, hey, hey, hey!

Yang Yilin persuaded himself to laugh, and after studying the riddle, his heart was steady, and the irrepressible joy surged up, he held the letter and raised his hands, laughing, shaking the letter and shouting: "Xiaowen gave me the mystery of love, I, Yang Yilin, am so happy! My Yang boy is very happy! Everyone celebrates for me! Everyone is happy for me! Hahahaha!"

Yang Yilin's appearance is deep and steady, inherited from his father, and his inner intelligence is his mother's genetics.

At this moment, Yang Yilin put aside the riddle written by Zheng Xiaowen, and he thought about the riddle. The more he thought about it, the happier he became, the more excited he became, he was so excited that he didn't have the deep and steady of the past, the wisdom and wisdom of the past, and he was even so happy that he didn't know who his Yang boy's name was!

He took the guitar and played and sang and jumped in the bedroom and living room, but he still remembered that he couldn't alarm the aunt at the door, and he couldn't affect the upstairs and downstairs, he tried his best to suppress himself, and tried to make his voice and movements more restrained, just like that, he was crazy not himself!

He Ziqian and many people have never seen Yang Yilin's 'hand and dance', the ubiquitous gods and goddesses that have been passed down by the Chinese ancestors, looking at him Yang Yilin can see it clearly!

At this moment, Yang Yilin is still jumping and singing, and he sang the love songs he sang at the party and wrote as if he had not yet sung on stage, about him and Zheng Xiaowen, over and over again, and he was very lively in the bedroom and living room!

Anagrams are difficult to guess and susceptible, and Mengjun's true love is joyful.

Qingtian is a beauty, thank you for the old red line!

Yang Yilin finished writing the letter and went to wash his face again, his excitement finally fell, and he hurriedly said to himself: "Okay, okay, the reply to Xiaowen has been written, you can suppress the joy in your heart, you have to send a letter to Xiaowen early tomorrow morning, just go to bed early." Then he went to bed.

The weather at the end of March in Huayuan City this year was unusually warm, but in April, the weather was warm and cold, and last night, there was a peach blossom snow.

Yang Yilin came to Zheng's house early in the morning with a reply letter written to Zheng Xiaowen. Zheng's mother and Zheng Xiaowen both saw that although Yang Yilin's face was a little thin, he finally had a smile on his face.

Yang Yilin handed the letter to Zheng's mother. This time, he didn't leave immediately, he took a shovel and a broom, and cleared all the snow from the West Mansion into the tree pond and flower pond.

He swept the floor and swept to the door of the west wing, when the upper layer of the doorway, the cotton curtain was a little in the way, he didn't care about it, a fragrance, heat came to his face, he only swept a few times, swept it and put down the cotton curtain casually, and didn't think much about it.

At the moment after Yang Yilin lowered the cotton door curtain, he suddenly had an idea: Is Xiaowen inside? Oh, no! No! This is the weather is suddenly cold, Auntie often comes to the West House, and the heating stove is lit, what are you kid suspicious?!

After Yang Yilin finished sweeping the snow in the West House, he came to the East Garden to sweep the snow on the path between the flowers, and he thought to himself: Xiaowen will never be in the West House, with the letter she gave me, she can see me in the courtyard, and she can't bear to come out?

Hmm, don't be so sure about Yang Yilin, what if Xiaowen is in the house? Then, why don't you go in and take a look? Scare, it's too presumptuous, and it also hurts Sven, this is no more than anything else, don't be reckless, you kid!

Okay, you enter, you enter, if you don't listen to persuasion and raise your feet recklessly, it will become a big joke in your life! If Xiaowen knows about this joke, she will laugh at you in a different way, and you won't even be able to talk about it! Let's sweep your snow with An Sheng!

Yang Yilin no longer had any thoughts, he said to Zheng's mother after sweeping the snow: "Auntie, I'm going to work, I'm leaving." He said hello and walked out of the Zheng family's gate.

Just now, when Yang Yilin entered the courtyard of the Zheng family, Zheng Xiaowen saw through the window that Yang Yilin's face was indeed a little thin. She thought about herself again, and said in her heart: During this time, my mother has said several times, and she also said that she is obviously emaciated. Thinking of this, she sighed unconsciously: "Alas!

Zheng Xiaowen looked out the window at Yang Yilin who was sweeping the snow again, she saw that Yang Yilin's mood was very normal, and she didn't look sad. She was happy in her heart, her mind suddenly turned, and she was happy, and she quickly took the diary, and wrote on it:

People, you don't need to deliberately lose weight, just think about people, and you will lose weight unconsciously and automatically. However, you can only think of one person to have an effect, hehehehe!

After Zheng Xiaowen finished writing her diary, she watched Yang Yilin and her mother say that she was gone, and she started to work with peace of mind.