Song Xuan's eyes kept on the sentence 'You are for my good', and her fingers gently rubbed the letter paper, falling into deep thought.

Is she really for Yang Haitao?

Only she knows what she thinks in her own heart.

She just thinks that Yang Haitao has a low level of culture, and wants to recreate a person who can be worthy of her and have more common language with her.

Yang Haitao said that he has a dark mind, but why is she not dark?

Yang Haitao didn't like to study, but as soon as he came up, he made it clear that it was her, and she herself was unwilling to find someone who was uneducated.

Song Xuan, Song Xuan, no one is perfect, Yang Haitao should have the right to choose his own lifestyle, isn't it?

She sat at the desk in front of the window for a long time, and sat straight until the evening, when the sun was setting in the west, and the sun was shining on the letter paper and on Yang Haitao's heartfelt words.

Yang Haitao was beaten by his father so that he didn't want to go to college, but in order to make her happy, he agreed to take the adult undergraduate examination, so he should really attach importance to her, right?

A smile flashed at the corner of Song Xuan's mouth, the smile quickly disappeared, she reached out and folded the letter, then pressed it into Gu Cheng's poetry collection, got up and walked out of the room.

When she went downstairs, the living room was empty, and she called out to Wu's mother: "Where is Xiao Ran?"

Wu's mother's voice came from the kitchen: "Xiao Ran went to school to get the report card." ”

As he was talking, the door was pushed open, Song Ran sneaked in, and when he saw Song Xuan, he instinctively turned around and walked out, Song Xuan ran over and pulled her down: "Why are you going?"

Song Ran smiled humbly: "I went to the backyard to see if the tomatoes were ripe, and I wanted to eat tomato and egg soup at night." ”

Song Xuan squinted at her: "What are you panicking about?"

Song Ran shrugged: "Ah, I'm panicking, where am I panicking?"

Song Xuan stretched out his hand: "Where's the transcript?"

Song Ran laughed more ugly than crying: "If I say that the transcript is lost, do you believe it or not?"

Song Xuan crossed his waist with one hand: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Song Ran reached into the schoolbag slowly, Song Xuan reached in directly, Song Ran was like a big enemy: "Eh, sister, don't go through my schoolbag, I also need privacy." ”

Song Xuan glared at her: "I just flipped it, what's wrong?"

Song Ran shouted: "Mother Wu, come and help me, my sister bullies the small and always bullies me." ”

asked Wu's mother to come out, mainly because she was afraid that the bad news would make her sister use force against her.

Mother Wu hurriedly rushed out and wiped her hand on her apron: "Xiaoxuan, what are you doing?"

Song Xuan touched the report card, escaped, and unfolded it to take a look, that face...... It's ugly, Song Ran couldn't help but tremble twice: "It's hard to get high numbers, I can score fifty-four points, it's really not easy." ”

Song Xuan was so angry that he smoked: "I just came to take the exam, and another one failed the exam, you are amazing, you are going to be angry with me one by one!"

Song Ran snatched the transcript from Song Xuan's hand, and then hurriedly ran to the door: "Sister, don't be angry, just focus your firepower on Yang Haitao, my failure is a problem of ability, and Yang Haitao's finding someone to take the exam on behalf of him is a matter of character and morality." ”

Brother, I'm sorry, I can't save it myself, use you as a shield, don't blame me.

Song Xuan pointed at her: "Where are you going?"