Some people say that they are proud in love and frustrated in the workplace. This sentence does not seem to have any effect on the high-spirited girl of adolescence.

Tang Yao never admitted that the letters she wrote to Chang Jian one after another were about love. So all the turmoil and even the bloody wind after that, Tang Yao felt that it was just that his vision was crooked, and it had nothing to do with love.

Tang Yao's concept of love was all left on Mr. Rochester in "Jane Eyre" at that time. A mature man with an extraordinary experience, he loves you more than his own life. But fate knows, things backfire, he loves you but has to restrain himself, and even has to face the loss of you, but he still can't stop loving you. Everything is so unforgettable.

Every letter from Tang Yao is a small talk between friends. Talk about longing, talk about book reviews, talk about what you have seen and heard, and talk about your feelings. Tang Yao's only man who has been friends since she was a child is only her incomparable cousin Lin Feng, and the way the two of them communicate is usually two square tables in the same guest hall, looking at their respective books face to face, feeling tired, and raising their heads to talk to the person opposite about the plot. Although the books are different, they can talk about each other's stories every time.

Such two people are considered to be a good match, and they are matched by two. Tang Yao's thinking has been fixed in it all these years, and she doesn't know what the wind and snow moon are, she doesn't know what a woman's delicate and coquettish is, and she can't learn the means of refusing and welcoming her.

Although Chang Jian replied every time, the time interval was longer and longer. For Chang Jian, there is a girl in his life who likes him, what a glorious thing it is, besides, adolescent boys are already ignorant, and women chase men into a veil, Chang Jian must have felt very happy at first.

But who would have thought that in these back and forth letters, there are some people and things that Chang Jian doesn't understand, and if he wants to reply to the letter, he can't hold back half a word for a long time, and over time he will become bored and bored. At that time, there was a gentle and delicate beauty Jiao'e beside her, handing over a bottle of wishing stars that was popular at that time, and a hand-made scarf, Tang Yao's whimsical and boring letters, and sweet and crooked chocolates became the biggest burden in the world.

Tang Yao should actually be responsible for the development trajectory of the whole thing. Who told her that she didn't know love when she was young and frivolous.

"Tang Yao, this is for you." Mu Sisi took a bag of things and stuffed it into Tang Yao's arms.

"What's that? A specialty from home? Tang Yao wanted to open it as she spoke, but after opening one bag, there was another one.

"Don't move." Mu Sisi snatched back the bag, put the things back in, and wrapped them, "It's not for you." ”

"Who else?" Tang Yao instantly understood when she saw Mu Sisi's shy eyes, "Is there anything wrong with your brain?" People treat you like this, what are you doing here? Don't think about letting me deliver it again. Tang Yao stuffed the package back into Mu Sisi's hand. She didn't want to take this hot potato.

"You gave chocolates yourself, why don't you allow me to send something." Mu Sisi looked excited, as if Tang Yao was the state official who did not allow the people to light the lamp.

"I'm not like you."

"How is it different, we are all young boys and girls, and we all have the right to enjoy the benefits of Valentine's Day."

"I won't deliver it for you, every time it's like a drug deal. I want to send it, and I send it by myself. ”