Xu Minghui wasted several pieces of colored paper before he could fold the words inside the boat, and there was no clue from the outside.

In fact, this small boat can no longer be called origami, but a model.

Xu Minghui tinkered for a few days to get his "boat love letter", early in the morning to school, Xu Minghui sat in the classroom and did a long time of psychological construction, seeing that it was almost time for class, he mustered up the courage to walk in front of Zhou Yuanyuan to confess.

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't notice what Xu Minghui said, her eyes were attracted by the blue boat in Xu Minghui's hand. I have to say that Zhou Yuanyuan didn't expect Xu Minghui's chubby fingers to be quite flexible, and the boat that Xu Minghui folded out was not the shape of a simple single-decker wooden boat, but like a picture of an aircraft carrier that the school took everyone to the Military Museum to visit a few days ago. On the wide deck, there are also several small planes made of paper.

Xu Minghui's heart was beating fast, for this ship, he consulted a lot of information, and for the girl he liked, he was quite hard.

Zhou Yuanyuan's mind unexpectedly flashed a cold face, there was also such a boy back then, he liked to tinker with models, and the car model he made was like a real thing that was reduced by more than ten times, lifelike.

Wen Ziqing back then, when she liked to make models, I didn't know if there was a girl I liked in my heart? Zhou Yuanyuan's mind flashed such a thought.

Immediately, Zhou Yuanyuan shook his head, Wen Ziqing's kid, before he met her, he looked like a person with communication barriers with the outside world, he shouldn't like any girl in his heart, right? Otherwise, when he saw his car model destroyed by Wen Ziyun's brothers and sisters, Wen Ziqing would not be so calm.

Xu Minghui saw Zhou Yuanyuan shaking his head, thinking that Zhou Yuanyuan was unwilling to accept his boat, and almost wanted to cry.

"Zhou Yuanyuan, this is the ······ I made after a few nights" Xu Minghui really likes Zhou Yuanyuan, from the first day of the same class, Xu Minghui saw Zhou Yuanyuan, who appeared at the door of the classroom like a flower fairy, and Xu Minghui secretly liked her. After more than a year of classmates, the more Xu Minghui knew about Zhou Yuanyuan, the deeper the love in his heart. Just Zhou Yuanyuan's calm expression in the face of everything fascinated Xu Minghui.

Next semester, Xu Minghui is going to transfer schools, he doesn't want to hide his feelings for Zhou Yuanyuan, he wants to tell Zhou Yuanyuan what he thinks. However, at this time, Zhou Yuanyuan's calmness couldn't help but make Xu Minghui feel a little frustrated.

"Thank you, I think this little boat is beautiful. Zhou Yuanyuan saw that the little fat man's face seemed to be red and could drip blood, and after thinking about it, he reached out and took the boat model in Xu Minghui's hand. After all, this is Xu Minghui's heart, and Zhou Yuanyuan will not despise anyone's kindness to her again.

In this era, children are looking for pink paper to write love letters, and the boat in Xu Minghui's hand is blue, and Zhou Yuanyuan didn't think about love letters at all.

Seeing that Zhou Yuanyuan finally handed down his "love letter", Xu Minghui breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

When the class bell rang, He Jingjing returned to the classroom. At this time, He Jingjing seemed to have calmed down, and the whole person returned to her usual arrogant appearance.

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't look at He Jingjing all the time, during class, the teacher was lecturing on the podium, and Zhou Yuanyuan looked through Xiaoyu's collection of books in the sea of knowledge. Over the years, Zhou Yuanyuan has been like this, and the content of the class has been imprinted in Zhou Yuanyuan's mind as long as he listens to it once, and repeated learning is a waste of time for Zhou Yuanyuan.

The day passed quickly, and for a whole day, He Jingjing didn't take her fan group to jump in front of Zhou Yuanyuan. Zhou Yuanyuan was strange and secretly relieved, He Jingjing didn't trouble her, wasn't it exactly what she had been hoping for?

When school was over, Zhou Yuanyuan looked at the model of the boat in the desk drawer, thought about it and took it in his hand to take it home.

As soon as Zhou Yuanyuan walked to the door of the house, he smelled the fragrance of food wafting out of the door.

Before Zhou Yuanyuan could take out the key and open the door, the door opened, revealing Wen Ziqing's iceberg face that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Brother Ziqing, why are you back?" Zhou Yuanyuan felt a little surprised. Since Wen Ziqing went to the military academy, he has either studied at school or gone to the army for internship all year round, and the opportunity to go home is only about ten days during the Chinese New Year. Counting up, Zhou Yuanyuan hadn't seen Wen Ziqing for almost eight months.

Seeing the smile on Zhou Yuanyuan's face, the curvature of the corners of Wen Ziqing's mouth turned up slightly. The current Wen Ziqing is already one meter eight tall, although his figure is not burly, but he is also more than 140 pounds, and he does not look fat or thin.

Seeing the little girl who hadn't been seen for a long time, Wen Ziqing stretched out her hand to pull the person into the door, and couldn't help but reach out and rub Zhou Yuanyuan's black hair. Hmm~!fluffy, the feel is still as good as ever!

Zhou Yuanyuan's hair was only shoulder-length, and he tied a ponytail at the back of his head.

"Brother Ziqing, don't mess with my hair. Zhou Yuanyuan shook her head, wanting to shake off the big hand that was making a fool of her head. Brother Ziqing is always like this, messing up her hair.

"Little girl, do you miss Brother Ziqing?" Wen Ziqing reluctantly put down his big palm, and instead took the big schoolbag she was carrying from behind Zhou Yuanyuan.

"Mmmm, I miss you a little bit. Zhou Yuanyuan remembered that he had thought of Wen Ziqing several times when he was at school today, and couldn't help but nodded.

"That's good. Wen Ziqing was satisfied. The little girl is still young, Wen Ziqing doesn't dare to say anything out of the ordinary, as long as the little girl has him in her heart, the future should be logical.

When Wen Ziqing put down his schoolbag and reached out to take the boat in Zhou Yuanyuan's hand, Zhou Yuanyuan's hand deviated and avoided Wen Ziqing's hand.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ziqing was a little puzzled. Their mode of getting along has always been like this, as long as Wen Ziqing is at home, when Zhou Yuanyuan goes home, Wen Ziqing will always help her put away the things she took home.

Brother Ziqing, this is a gift from my classmate today, beautiful, right? I didn't expect Xu Minghui's little chubby hands to be so flexible. Zhou Yuanyuan raised the model of the boat in his hand and talked to Wen Ziqing about Xu Minghui.

Xu Minghui: That's a boy's name, isn't it?

Looking at the boat in Zhou Yuanyuan's hand, Wen Ziqing's heart was full of alarm.

"Okay, though, here, and here, it's rough, and this place would look a little more high-end if it was painted silver-gray. With Zhou Yuanyuan's hand, Wen Ziqing looked at the boat model and immediately found a few small flaws.

Hmph, let you be courteous to my little girl, I will destroy your image at the root first. Wen Ziqing thought darkly.