Huaxia, Yunjing City, April 1.

The sun is slightly warm, and the spring breeze is slightly cool.

Si Nuan followed the crowd on the way to school, a little in a trance. Are you really back?

Someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. Si Nuan was startled and hurriedly turned around.

I saw a familiar face - a 13-year-old girl with short ear-length hair, black-framed glasses, ordinary facial features, but bright eyes and a playful smile.

It was his friend from junior high school, Guo Dongdong.

"Xiao Nuan, what were you thinking just now? I called you and didn't hear it for a long time! Guo Dongdong asked curiously.

Si Nuan opened her mouth and was about to answer-

"Hey, why are there so many people around the school gate? Let's go check it out! Without waiting for Si Nuan to speak, Guo Dongdong took Si Nuan's hand and ran towards the school gate.

At the school gate, no, to be precise, there were a lot of people in the small square that just entered the school gate.

There were both boys and girls, people were crowded, and they all stretched their necks and looked curiously. Some short girls still stand on tiptoe from time to time, for fear of missing some wonderful pictures.

Strangely, the whole crowd didn't make any head-to-head sounds. It was as if everyone had been silenced, and it was as if they were waiting with bated breath for some momentous decision.

Si Nuan was pulled into the crowd by Guo Dongdong, and what caught his eye was a pair of slender hands holding a letter.

A pink envelope with a bright red heart on the seal.

Si Nuan looked up, only to see a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl standing in the center of the square, delicate facial features, black hair scattered around her waist like a waterfall, no extra decoration, only wearing a headband, pink and purple rhinestones are staggered, like a dream under the sun.

Despite wearing the most ordinary school uniform, she is still elegant and noble like a princess.

This is the dream goddess of almost all boys in Yunjing No. 5 Middle School, Sun Mengjie.

Does the goddess actually need a confession? No, that's not important, the important thing is that the goddess is so generous even if she delivers a love letter. And the two blush that rose from that fair little face also betrayed her nervousness and anticipation just right.

The onlookers are probably crazy with jealousy.

Si Nuan was a little regretful, although Guo Dongdong took her to the forefront just now, she could only see the back of the confessor. But just a back reminds people of green bamboo in the rain for no reason, the wind does not break, the rain does not dirty, clear and thin, and stands proudly.

Si Nuan looked at the young man who was confessed, and the demeanor of that person appeared in front of him.

Their backs are a bit like that.

Confessed by the goddess, the boy didn't seem to be happy or unhappy, hanging his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

What he thought, Si Nuan didn't care. She doesn't care what the result of the confession is. Turning his head sideways, Si Nuan began to look around at the ...... he hadn't seen for a long time Old classmates. Ponytails, plaid skirts, white shirts and basketball shoes, everyone is as fresh as the grass that has just woken up in spring, and even the air is filled with a smell of youth.

Si Nuan couldn't help pinching herself, hiss! It hurts!

In this way, she is really reborn!

Regardless of being happy, Si Nuan now has only one thought in his mind, and that is - Ling Han, wait for me! In this life, I will protect you!

No longer interested in being a crowd of onlookers, Si Nuan was about to squeeze out of the crowd, but the crowd suddenly became restless.

It turned out that the teenager reached out and took the love letter.

The fair-skinned and slender fingers looked particularly good against the pink envelope, but the young man did not open the envelope, but glanced at Sun Mengjie and slowly spoke-

"Did you choose to confess on April 1st, did you plan to say it was a joke if you were rejected?"

The young man's voice was clean and cool, like a clear spring flowing on the rocks after the new rain in the empty mountain.

Si Nuan shook violently, this voice was him!

The young man ignored Sun Mengjie, whose face changed slightly, opened the envelope, unfolded the letterhead, and read aloud word by word:

"How did I make you meet me,

In my most beautiful moments,

For this,

I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years......"

The young man raised the corners of his mouth and paused: "Hehe." ”

Sun Mengjie's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she took a step forward to take back the love letter, but the young man stepped back in time, and the coldness in his eyes tied her tightly like a rope, nailed her to the spot, and didn't dare to move half a step.

"When you approach,

Listen,

The trembling leaves are the enthusiasm I am waiting for."

The boy's tone did not fluctuate at all, and the flat seemed to be reading the instruction manual.

"And you finally walked by in defiance,

Falling to the ground behind you,

Honey, that's not petals,

It's my withered heart."

After reading aloud, the boy raised his hand, and the pink letter paper spiraled and landed like a dead leaf that did not want to leave the branches in late autumn, fell to the ground, and was trampled by the young man who was walking away.

Without mercy.

It's like he just trampled on her dignity in front of everyone.

Sun Mengjie clenched her fists tightly and shouted out with all her strength: "Why! ”

The boy did not look back, not even the slightest pause.

Sun Mengjie's tears finally fell, leaned over to pick up the letter paper and the envelope that fell sometime, and ran away crying.

The crowd exploded.

"Cut, it's still grass, there's no gentlemanly demeanor at all!" A boy said sourly.

"I also went to school tweed, and I broke Xi Murong's poem describing the touch of life into a love poem! The original poem was 'friend', but she changed it to 'dear', shameless! Not to be outdone, a girl defended the male god.

"I really don't know what he thinks, even the goddess refuses! Besides, even if you refuse, you should be tactful! ”

"Come less, don't tell me you're not glad right now."

……

Guo Dongdong poked Si Nuan with his elbow, and also gossiped: "You said that the male god can't even look down on the goddess, what kind of girl does he like?" ”

Si Nuan woke up like a dream, but the boy had already gone farther and farther.

No, how can you just leave! You're the one I'm going to protect!

Si Nuan couldn't hear what Guo Dongdong said anymore, and only ran towards the young man in front of him.

Then, hugging him tightly from behind.

――

Ling Han was hugged.

Two slender, soft arms were wrapped around his waist, tight, with a slight tremble.

It was the first time he had such intimate contact with a girl, and it was strange that his serious cleanliness fetish didn't make him push her away in the first place.

Not only Ling Han was strange, but the onlookers who had not yet dispersed also felt strange.

"Hey, who's that girl?"

"I don't know, it seems to be a freshman in the first year of junior high school."

"Did the male god reject Sun Mengjie for her?"

"Let go of that male god and let me come!"

……

Ling Han came back to his senses, lowered his head, and held the girl's hand with his slender fingers, clearly feeling that she was trembling even more, but he still used force, one by one, to break all her fingers. Turning around, I wanted to see what this strange girl looked like.

Then he suddenly crashed into a pair of deep eyes, and his watery apricot eyes were full of excitement and ecstasy, and the tide instantly drowned him.

"You ......" Ling Han felt overwhelmed for the first time.

The girl suddenly shed tears, her thick and slender eyelashes fanned gently, and the crystal tears fell one by one, click, click, and roll.

"You, don't cry." He comforted with some awkwardness.

Before the words fell, the girl's hand had already fallen on his face, caressing the cold eyebrows, the high bridge of the nose, and the thin lips that were slightly pursed. Gently and gently, it is like treating the most precious treasure; He looked closely, as if to confirm that he was real and not an illusion.

Then, the tears fell even more fiercely.

"Thank you." She muttered under her breath.

"What do you say? Feed! ”

Before Ling Han's words were finished, the girl fainted!