Jiang Juan thinks Xie Zhisui is very good.

When she was interstellar, she was more self-taught.

The teaching of Interstellar is completely different from here, and during class, she can understand what the teachers say, but it doesn't really play a big role.

Jiang Juan was listening carefully, turning a page, and felt that the page below was strange, as if there was something in it.

Ginger Roll flipped over and looked at it, and it was a pink envelope.

What's that?

The ginger roll was pinched in his hand, and he began to guess what it was on the barrage.

Before she could open it, Xie Zhisui on the side reached out and pulled the envelope out of her hand.

After opening it, Xie Zhisui glanced twice, his expression did not change, and returned the letter inside to the ginger roll, and the pink envelope was still pinched by him.

Jiang Juan read it word by word, and found that the other party's writing was very good, and the writing was crepe, and two lines of poetry came out from time to time, and the result of writing this must not be bad.

After reading it, the ginger rolls didn't feel anything.

Finally, I looked at the name at the bottom, and it seemed to be a classmate from the class.

"This guy likes you."

Ginger Roll: "...... Yes? ”

She looked closely, and then again.

The whole article didn't say that I liked it.

An audience member who likes to study ancient texts popped up in the live broadcast room: "This should be a love letter." ”

"That's what the love letters look like in that place."

"I usually stuff a few hundred interstellar coins into the email, isn't the interstellar coin fragrant? The girls are all thrilled to look at. ”

Xie Zhisui asked again: "Do you like him?" ”

Jiang Juan felt that Xie Zhisui was not in a good mood, and he didn't know how to answer, because ......

"I haven't even spoken to him."

Xie Zhisui took the paper in her hand, folded it, stuffed it into the envelope, and rubbed her head: "Go on." ”

Jiang Juan saw Xie Zhisui lowering his eyes, there was no emotion on his fair face, but his tone seemed to be slightly low.

Jiang Juan leaned over and said, "I've changed seats, follow my brother." ”

Xie Zhisui's eyes bent: "Hmm." ”

Xie Zhisui didn't stay for dinner in the evening, but Jiang Juan knew that he would often come over to make up for his lessons in the future.

While sorting out the books at night, Jiang Juan noticed a problem.

The pink envelope that had been on the table was missing.

She remembered that Xie Zhisui folded the letter and put it in the envelope, and the envelope was placed on the table.

While wondering, I sorted it out, and found a new piece of paper in the book.

Neatly folded.

When I opened it, the handwriting on it was as beautiful as Xie Zhisui's.

A very simple sentence:

I like you, ginger roll, do you like me?

- Xie Zhisui

This guy is really ......

Obviously, I have been staying with myself today, and I can say it directly, but I have to write a note and clip it here.

What if she doesn't see it?

Jiang Juan picked up the pen and added two words underneath.

Then fold the note and put it in a drawer.

......

It was getting late, and Xie Zhi was walking on the road.

He walked slowly, his eyes down, as if thinking about something.

The delicate side face attracted the attention of many passers-by, but the person concerned didn't care at all.

Passing by the trash can on the side of the road, the boy finally stopped.

The hand reached into the coat pocket, and when the boy's hand was taken out, there was an extra pink envelope.

He looked down at the envelope for a moment, then crumpled it up and threw it in the trash.

He looked at the trash can and muttered, "Show her, but it's me she likes, so-".

This was his response in her place.