Song Yu was reading in the history reading room, which usually did not come except for Song Yu.

Song Yu also settled quietly, but when he saw the figure in front of him, his heart began to be irritable again.

"Teacher Song."

Ye Shaoluo learned him to squat in the corner to see what book he was reading, it was Lu Xun's (weed).

"What are you doing here, get out."

When Song Yu was not in class, he was not so good-tempered.

"Teacher Song, Lu Xun loves his student Xu Guangping."

"So what." Song Yu didn't look up, and looked down at the book.

"Teacher Song, I like you."

"You've said it, I've said it, I don't like you."

"Teacher Song, I really like you."

Ye Shaoluo's voice was a little choked, Song Yu stopped the action of flipping the book in his hand, looked up at Ye Shaoluo, and wanted to get up and leave immediately.

But seeing her blurred eyes and haggard face, every time he saw her eyes, he couldn't bear it.

He has seen more people than she can pretend to be pitiful and ask for his pity, but there is no one like her who makes him sigh helplessly.

Song Yu sat down and sighed, he was really a child. His slender white fingers touched the corners of her eyes and wiped away her tears, the child said that tears were tears, and the white face was full of tears, and the pear blossoms brought rain.

"Ye Shaoluo, I'm your teacher."

"I don't care."

"I'm ten years older than you."

"I like bigger than me."

"Have you ever thought that when you start your life at the most beautiful age, I am already halfway through my life?"

"By the time you're fifty, I'll probably no longer be in this world."

"It's okay, I'll take care of our children and our children and grandchildren."

Song Yu almost wanted to knock her head open to see what the structure inside was like, and for the first time, he really didn't know how to treat a person.

"Alright, wipe away your tears." The tears were really eyesore, Song Yu took a few books from the bookshelf, and then sat on the desk to read.

Ye Shaoluo also took an English book from the bookshelf and sat opposite Song Yu.

There were only two of them in the reading room, Ye Shaoluo looked at Song Yu's face greedily for a while, and after receiving his warning look, he followed his example and read the book seriously.

Turning to a page, Ye Shaoluo stopped, she took out her notebook and pen, and copied down the paragraphs of that page.

Since the first time I saw you，I felt something inside，I don't know if it's love at first sight，I do know I really like you a lot.

Since the first time I met you, I couldn't calm my heart, I don't know if it was love at first sight, I just know that I really like you.

If I were to fall in love，It would have to be with you. Your eyes， your smile，The way you laugh，The things you say and do. Take me to the places，My heart never knew. So， if I were to fall in love，It would have to be with you.

If I say I'm in love; My lover is you; Your eyes, your smile; Your smiling face; Everything you say, everything you do; Let my heart wander; So, if I have fallen in love; My love is you.

Now all I ask is one chance，To try to win your heart. Just give me a chance to start. I'll show you it was meant to be. To be together is our destiny.

All I ask is to give me a chance to win your heart. Just give me a chance to start, and I will prove to you that this is the arrangement of the previous life, and the union of the two of us is a certain number in the dark.

Ye Shaoluo copied it word for word, and when the two of them walked out of the reading room, Ye Shaoluo handed it to Song Yu.

Song Yu took it, glanced at it, and put it in the notebook he carried with him. Ye Shaoluo was very happy when he saw Song Yu accept it, and said hello and went back.

Song Yu looked at Ye Shao's brisk pace, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and walked out of the library, the wind blew gently, with the fragrance of flowers.

Song Yu took a deep breath and took out a note, Ye shook off the Chinese handwriting is general, but the English writing is quite excellent.

swept away, the paper was full of expressions of love for him, it was really a little girl, she liked to write her love for a person on paper, and at the end she also dropped her name with a leaf.

Song Yu wanted to throw it directly into the trash can next to him, but he hesitated and clipped it into his notebook.