The girl looked at the envelope in her hand, and she had accidentally pinched out a few small folds by herself just now, but fortunately, she couldn't see it if she didn't look closely.

The girl placed the envelope flat on her lap and gently smoothed it with her hands.

Then, the girl didn't pinch the letter again, for fear of being crumpled by herself again.

The girl tossed and fiddled with the letter again, worrying if the sweat in her palms had stained him.

She held the envelope in the lower corners of the left and right corners, using only the size of the fingernails of her thumb and the nails of her index finger.

When the girl had made sure that the envelope was still intact and that nothing was soiled, she looked up slightly at the boy.

The boy still kept his head down and played with his phone, and there was still no one around him.

"Go, give him the letter while there is no one with him." The girl cheered herself up in her heart.

After all, this is the first time in the girl's life that she has written a letter to a person, and the girl's heart is extremely uneasy, she is afraid that the boy will not accept her letter, and she is afraid that the boy will accept the letter, but he will show an expression that will make the girl the most afraid to see.

In fact, the girl has already fantasized about a thousand different outcomes in the past few days.

The girl thought that the boy might reject the girl outright and not read the letter, or that the boy took the letter and expressed disdain and disgust.

Of course, the girl also imagined that the boy would smile at herself after reading the letter, and then say no polite to herself, and continue to say some words of encouragement.

As soon as she thought of this, the girl unconsciously grinned, and her heart beat faster.

However, it's not the kind of heart that is forced to increase because of nervousness, it's the kind of heart that beats with joy, and it's the kind that makes the body lighter, as if it's about to fly.

The girl retracted her smile, shook her head, and shrugged her shoulders to stop thinking about what was wrong.

She took a few deep breaths, trying to relax herself, but the girl couldn't control it and kept shaking her legs.

Finally, the girl looked firmly, looked at the boy, pursed her lips, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and nodded her head again.

Finally, I got up from my seat with a bang.

The girl had just taken half a step out of her seat and was about to walk towards the boy when she suddenly saw a boy walking towards him.

She was so frightened that she hurriedly sat back in her seat, shoved the letter into the drawer, and subconsciously lay on the table.

The girl covered her head with her hands, and then thought that she could not make such a big move. So, he raised his head, pretended to be fine, and unconsciously combed his hair.

As soon as the girl looked up, she saw that the boy was talking to the boy, and they seemed to be chatting happily and laughing.

The girl then looked around at the people around her, and made sure that no one else had noticed her, and then she was relieved and relieved.

Looking at the two people chatting in full swing in front of them, it seems that they will not end the conversation easily.

The girl couldn't help but be annoyed, and deeply blamed herself for not taking the opportunity early.

She sighed and leaned back on the table, but instead of burying herself in her hands, she rested her chin on her arm.

The girl half-closed her eyes and looked at the two pairs of shoes in front of her, one black and one white.

Soon, another pair of black and white shoes came, and he stood in the middle of the black and white shoes.

Both the black and white shoes took a few steps back, and the black and white shoes followed suit.

They were a little closer to the girl.

"Am I ugly?" It was a girl's voice, with a bit of grievance in her tone.

"yes, yes." The answer was a hoarse, unfamiliar boy's voice.

I saw that the black and white shoes stepped on the black shoes lightly.

The black shoes weren't annoyed, they just laughed a few times.

"You're not ugly, you're good-looking." It was the boy's voice, and the girl could distinguish it clearly.

The boy's voice didn't change at all, it was still the same as the girl remembered, very cold and beautiful.

"Really?" The girl's tone rose noticeably.

"Then I must be the ugliest one in the class," the girl continued.

At the same time, the black and white shoes changed direction and were facing the white shoes.

"It's not." It was still the boy's voice, and he answered very seriously.

The girl listened to the boy's answer, and the boy's voice suddenly soured her eyes.

But her heart seemed to flow into a warm spring, moist, warm, and sweet.

The girl felt that she was about to cry, so she hurriedly put her forehead against her arm. Face down, just in time to see the white envelope.

It was she who had left half of it outside the drawer in a panic.

"He'll take it." The girl thought to herself.

"He'll take it." The girl muttered.

"The ugliest thing in our class is that fat woman."