Chapter Eighty-Eight: A Love Letter

Hong kong.

It is a world-class metropolis and the financial center of the whole of Asia.

As a person who has lived in Xiangjiang since childhood, Shen Xinlan's ideology is naturally different from the concept of a little girl like Ai Xiaoai.

I'm afraid that others will look at it, so tie my chest up!

Shen Xinlan, who couldn't cry or laugh, wanted to pry Ai Xiaoai's little head open to see what was inside, otherwise how could she come up with such a speechless solution.

However, Shen Xinlan also understands that under the thousand-year-old historical tradition of China, the status of women has always been not high.

Especially in Southeast Province, which is the most patriarchal region in the country, it is strange that Ai Xiaoai would have this idea.

Shen Xinlan hurriedly gave Ai Xiaoai a common sense of women that everyone understood later, and then said a lot of terrible illnesses to scare Ai Xiaoai, who was embarrassed.

It wasn't until Ai Xiaoai's face turned white that she said some private words about her daughter's family.

Like what boy likes girls with big breasts the most, what girls with big breasts are more beautiful, etc., what Ai Xiaoai said was red-faced.

In the end, under Shen Xinlan's coercion and intimidation, Ai Xiaoai could only go to the underwear store on the street and choose a set of underwear to wear.

But what no one knew was that Ai Xiaoai thought of Zhao Jiangchuan inexplicably when she heard Shen Xinlan say that boys like girls with big breasts.

She suddenly remembered that every time Zhao Jiangchuan looked at their teacher Li Ruotong, those thief eyes always swept around Li Ruotong's chest.

It turns out that what my cousin said is true.

And then...

Ai Xiaoai was angry.

She didn't know why she was angry, but when she thought that Zhao Jiangchuan had been staring at her homeroom teacher Li Hanruo's chest recently, she didn't like it very much.

In Zhao Jiangchuan's eyes, it was like discovering a new continent.

Ai Xiaoai, who is just eighteen years old, is still very young, her little white and red face is still a little childish, and she is not very tall, and she can barely count one meter six in shoes to Zhao Jiangchuan's chest.

But just yet, such a little girl who is still very Lori, a pair of bulges suddenly appeared on her chest that did not match the proportions of her body at all.

Childlike ......

Zhao Jiangchuan suddenly popped up such an idiom in his mind, and then this guy was a beast.

He really wanted to verify whether the pair was fake, otherwise even if he was wearing underwear, he shouldn't suddenly have such a mature arc.

"Xiao Ai, did you eat meat during the Chinese New Year?"

"Hmph... , your family doesn't eat meat during the New Year. ”

This little girl, why is she so angry.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't have the slightest awareness, and he didn't want to think about who wouldn't be angry with his eyes.

Is it really eating meat to supplement meat?

"Zhao Jiangchuan, Zhao Jiangchuan...."

Just when Zhao Jiangchuan was wondering why the effect of eating meat was so powerful, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

This is rare.

Things gather like and people are grouped, as long as there are many people, there will be circles.

Even the school has always been.

Zhao Jiangchuan has always been unsociable, whether in his past life or in this life.

In the past, Zhao Jiangchuan had eyes on the top of his head, his own Lao Tzu was an official, and his grades were the best in the class, and there were almost no people who could play with him.

Those students who study well often have very average home conditions, and he disdains to play with those students who are dressed in shabby clothes.

The family conditions are good, and the grades are often not good, and he is too lazy to deal with those guys who rely on their own family connections to make a fortune at school.

Today's Zhao Jiangchuan no longer has any colored vision.

Most of the righteous are dog slaughterers, and they are always rich people.

In an extraordinary life, Zhao Jiangchuan has long understood that often people have a rare spirit when they are poor, and they are more principled than those who are rich and powerful.

Or it can be said that because of that spirit and the principle of self-painting, they are poor.

It's just that there is no colored vision, which does not mean that the current Zhao Jiangchuan is gregarious.

After all, Zhao Jiangchuan is only eighteen years old in body and not eighteen years old in IQ, these seventeen or eighteen-year-old students in the nineties are all little broken children in his eyes, he just doesn't care and can't play with these little broken children.

Zhao Jiangchuan glanced at the person who stopped him in surprise.

A boy dressed in old-fashioned clothes, with a flat head, and a young face seemed a little embarrassed.

After staring at it for two seconds, Zhao Jiangchuan could be regarded as remembering the name of this classmate.

Mr. Sun.

A name that has attracted countless ridicule.

Many people even asked Mr. Sun in person if it was because of his husband, so his father gave him such a name by the way.

It is precisely because Mr. Sun's name is very unique that Zhao Jiangchuan can remember what his name is.

"Something?"

"That's... Can you do me a favor?"

This guy can't be trying to borrow money, is he?

Mr. Sun lowered his head and hesitated, only talking about helping but not what he was doing, that embarrassed look made Zhao Jiangchuan wonder if this guy wanted to borrow money.

However, Zhao Jiangchuan thought too much.

"Can you help me give this to Ai Xiaoai. ”

When Zhao Jiangchuan saw the things that Mr. Sun handed over like a thief in his hand, he was stunned.

And then....

He almost didn't laugh out loud.

A thousand paper cranes made of paper, but the meaning of such a thousand paper cranes is not simple.

This is a love letter, a love letter to Ai Xiaoai.

In the eyes of many people later, if you like someone, you have to shout it out loud, and if everyone doesn't know it, then it can't be regarded as liking.

Use a loudspeaker to shout so-and-so I love you, and deliberately attract the attention of many people on campus to shout I love you, how to attract attention, do whatever you want.

Even all the pop songs of all kinds can't become popular without the word love.

Love has become something to be hung on the lips.

But in the 90s, the Chinese people were subtle about their feelings.

Couples who may have been married all their lives have never said this word, even if they actually gave everything for each other.

It's easy to like someone, but it's hard to say, let alone love.

Love, that's to be together for a lifetime.

Even Zhao Jiangchuan didn't dare to say that he liked those two words to Ai Xiaoai back then, otherwise he wouldn't have forgotten what he would have remembered later.

In this context, love letters become the best way to express your liking.

The thousand paper cranes handed over by Mr. Sun, Zhao Jiangchuan didn't need to open them to know that they must be love letters, and he could even guess the general content.

It must be all kinds of poems plus some very subtle expressions and so on, and if you are a little bolder, it is nothing more than how much you like something.

Damn, this kid wants to dig into the corner of Lao Tzu's wall.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't speak, nor did he pick up the thousand paper cranes that Mr. Sun wanted to hand him like a thief, but just looked at Mr. Sun with a smile.