After Qian Duo said this, my thoughts were also pulled back to the past:

It was more than a month after the start of the second semester of the first year of high school! Once, during recess, Zheng Jie mysteriously ran over and dangled a pink envelope in front of me.

"I can't see it, Master! You also eat fireworks in the world, huh? ”

"Sister Zheng, can you stop shaking? I'm dizzy. What kind of fireworks in the world, what are you talking about? "I was a little confused.

"Load, keep loading. No wonder Wang Pan is indifferent to our family, it turns out that his heart belongs! ”

"I just can pretend again, in front of Sister Ruhua, I have to bow down in front of you!"

I thought to myself: It seems that there is a situation! can only turn ignorance into a joke, and then said, "Sister, if you take a fancy to me, just open your mouth." Why bother to send a book in person? ”

The people around him laughed. Some people followed suit, "Like a flower, I can do it too!" ”

"Boring!" Zheng Jie put on a straight face and threw the letter on my desk, then turned around and left angrily.

The class started while talking, and I took out the letter paper from the envelope and unfolded it and sandwiched it in the pages, thanks to the next political class, if it was a language class, then the language book really couldn't hide its own Yan Ruyu.

The letter paper is also pink, and the handwriting is more beautiful, and it looks like it is from the hands of a girl, which makes me feel a little deer in my heart. Busy said to the pig, "Take the wind for me".

After receiving the agreement, I began to read the letter (at that time, there were many compulsory courses in high school, and the textbooks and exercise materials of various subjects were piled up on the desk like a hill). So you do some small actions below, and the teacher can't notice it when he stands on the podium. ）。

The content of the letter can be roughly understood as follows: At this stage, we are still high school students, and we should focus on studying, and we should not talk about love, but it is okay to make a friend and get to know each other. The last signature was Feng Lin.

Feng Lin, I didn't know who it was after thinking about it for a long time. I wanted to ask Zheng Jie after class, but when I think about it, it feels like a prank.

"Isn't it? April 1st, today is April Fool's Day! "I thought to myself. And so the page turned.

After class, Qian Duo ran up to me in a hurry, and without saying anything, he pushed me to the small garden. Qian Duo and I were in the same class, and the class was on the first floor, and there was a garden in the open space between it and the previous school building.

The garden is a rectangle with east and west as long and north and south as wide, and is separated by a north-south path in the middle, there is a pond in the garden in the east, and a pavilion in the garden in the west. Among them, there are some cedars, willows, chastity, orchids, plantains, camphor, ginkgo, peaches, chrysanthemums, yueji, osmanthus and ...... Our class and Sun Qiong's class face each other across the garden and share the western half of the garden.

"What's the matter, do you have to say it?" I really can't think of anything else Qian Duo is saying behind his back.

"What do you say about replying?"

"Faith, what faith?" I thought to myself: you have a share, too.

"Feng Lin's reply, I wrote a love letter to her before using your name."

"Oh...... Feelings, are you asking me for directions? ”

"What kind of way to ask, ask is also to help you ask, I am kind......"

"You're kind enough to do charity, but the objects of your charity seem to be girls, right?" Without waiting for Qian Duo to finish speaking, I grabbed it and said.

"Don't pretend! I've seen it all, pink, what the hell did you say about replying? "With his tone, if he grabbed me by the collar again, it would be perfect.

She said...... "Seeing him so eager, I dragged it out, as if it were a pleasure."

"What are you saying, you are going to say it!"

"She said that there is no need to talk about love, and it is okay to consider being friends." After all, I didn't know how to do this, so I poured out all the beans in the bamboo tube.

"Then there's a play!"

"Oh!" Qian Duo and I were startled at the same time, and I continued, "When did you come?" You also cough twice on the line, friendly reminder, I don't know if people are scary and scared to death! ”

"It's time to write love letters, haha! I sent the love letter. Feng Lin is the class flower of our class. ”

"Your class won't just be a flower!" I jokingly said, "There is only one flower left, and tomorrow will follow the wind." "I thought to myself: it's still a gang. It seems that you guys are professional in pranks.

"Don't believe it, the love letters people receive can circle the earth several times!"

"Believe, why not? Even if you just unfold a page of stationery and spread it on it, I'm afraid that most of the world will be covered!"

"I'm not kidding you, I think you should strike while the iron is hot, and you should talk to her in the afternoon, boss. Sun Qiong depends on you! ”

"No problem! Let's go, I'll point her to you now? Saying that, Sun Qiong reached out and pulled me.

"No hurry, no hurry! I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. In this way, I will go to your class to find her before the evening self-study class. ”

"Boss, you're not going to be a deserter, are you?" Qian Duo said.

"The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic, and the fool will escape." I secretly said in my heart: Sample, give me the method of agitation.

Not only not, but I can't wait at the moment.

Because I also want to know the end of the story quickly, but if the development of the story is affected because of the refusal of the protagonist as the protagonist, then how can I be worthy of these professionals behind the scenes!

And does she know, and what kind of existence does she have? This April Fool's Day has been quite fulfilling!

"Jingle Bell ......" As the class bell rang, we went back to our respective classes.

Shortly after dinner, it was completely dark and the street lights were on the campus. On both sides of the road, the plane trees that "do not complain of cutting branches and bitter wintering" are sparsely dotted with some young leaves that have not yet fully unfolded.

On this undisturbed road, I savored the exclusive scent of grass and flowers in spring, pacing leisurely, letting the lights shorten and lengthen the figure, and then lengthen and shorten. Finally, stop in front of the Forgetfulness Pavilion on the west side of the small garden.

At this time of year, few people in the garden come to the garden, except for me, who likes to be quiet and contemplative. Next to the edge of the selfless pavilion there are a few peach trees that "the leaves are late and the flowers come to the world first", and half of the flower bones are still budding to be released, and the pink and white trees look like plum branches in the snow from a distance by the light at night.

The camphor tree not far away dares to brave the great disapproval of spring, and every time the wind passes by, the leaves will fall; Among its dark green and fluffy leaves, the magnolia secretly bloomed white and greasy flowers like hibiscus.

There are also white fruit trees that used to sway in the wind in autumn, but now they are spitting new shoots in the dazzling lights. In the distance, there are hazy weeping willows and small stone bridges that stand silently in the shadows.

When I saw the small stone bridge, I couldn't help but think of the water lilies in the small pond under the stone bridge in summer, and at this time, a soft breeze blew by, habitually puffing out my nose, as if I smelled the lotus fragrance in time and space.

Suddenly I had the urge to write a few sentences: the stone bridge is in the shade of spring trees, and the embankment is full of green willows. The wind ripples and the scales open, and the eyes are fragrant.

After some lyricism, I glanced up at my antique mechanical watch, and there were fifteen minutes left before class. Only then did he get up and walk out of the small garden with longing and walked towards Sun Qiong's class.