Someday.

Wen Yubai: "This, here you go." ”

Leng Qiu glanced at the pink, unsigned envelope.

Leng Qiu: "What is this?" ”

Wen Yubai: "Love letter." ”

Leng Qiu: "You want to confess to me?" ”

I heard Bai Leng.

She hurriedly waved her hand in front of Leng Qiu, how could it be me, how could the person who wants to confess be me, you think about it with your toes, it can't be me, it really takes a lot of brainless people to say such brainless words.

Wen Yubai: "No, it's not me, it's not me who wants to confess to you, it's Man Yao, it's Man Yao who wants to confess to you." ”

Oops, why did I say it directly, I said it directly, and when I read Man Yao's love letter in the cold autumn, there would be no surprises, oops, I'm really stupid and stupid.

Leng Qiu: "Man Yao? ”

Wen Yubai: "Yes." ”

Leng Qiu: "What is the relationship between the two of you, and you still help her deliver love letters?" ”

Wen Yubai: "We are good friends. ”

As Leng Qiu spoke, he casually threw the love letter enveloped in the pink envelope that had not been opened into the trash can at his feet, his face as cold and ruthless as his standard.

When Wen Yubai watched him throw away the love letter like this, he felt very uncomfortable, as if it was a love letter written by himself, it can be imagined that this must be something that Man Yao wrote very seriously, and it was the first time that Man Yao confessed to others in a love letter, and it was thrown away like this, Wen Yubai was really angry by Leng Qiu's behavior.

"Pick it up." Wen Yubai said.

"What do you say? Do you know who you're talking to? Leng Qiu asked.

"I said let you pick up the love letter, it's something that someone else has worked so hard to write, how can you say throw it away? It's too rude for you to do this, you didn't even read the content and threw it away, do you know how sad it would be if the person in question knew? I know you'll be unhappy if I say something like that, but it's your business to be unhappy, and what I want to say is mine! ”

Wen Yubai, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, said a series of words without stopping.

Listening to Leng Qiu, my head is about to explode.

Leng Qiu: "Are you finished?" ”

Wen Yubai: "I'm done." ”

Leng Qiu: "That's it, let's listen to me." ”

Wen Yubai: "You say." ”

Leng Qiu: "First of all, you have already told me that this is a love letter, a love letter from Man Yao to me, I already know the meaning of the love letter, why should I read it?" Secondly, you have already given me this thing, it is my thing, and I don't see what it has to do with you. How old a person is, can you not be so glassy. ”

Wen Yubai was stunned again.

Wen Yubai: "Glass heart, what does glass heart mean?" ”

Leng Qiu smiled evilly.

Leng Qiu: "Do you want to know what a glass heart is?" Take your phone out, take a picture of the reflective screen, and see what you look like now. ”

Smell the white language stopper.

Wen Yubai still naively thought that it was just Leng Qiu's usual cold-blooded style, but in fact, he must like Man Yao in his heart, no matter what, he must help Man Yao, and asked the answer from Leng Qiu's mouth in person.

So, Wen Yubai adjusted his breathing, adjusted his dislike for Leng Qiu, supported his milky hands on Leng Qiu's table, leaned together with a handsome face like a teenager, and continued to ask in a much softer tone: "So, you mean that you also like Man Yao, right?" ”