You are the spring life after walking through the barrenness, you are the stars that you are looking for in the rivers and mountains, you are the surging of the wind and clouds, and you are the tenderness that I can't write in my life.

You are in front of you, and you are flowers; You are heaven in your heart.

"Love is in your heart, you can't open your mouth, you can't let go of your hand in your dreams."

The pride of a teenager is to have a girl you like, and the growth of a boy begins when you meet the girl you like.

"Qinghe, you are the Eastern Hemisphere, and I am the Western Hemisphere, together we are the whole earth." Liu Jiayao said in his mouth.

Xu Qinghe suddenly felt goosebumps rise, and turned his head to look at each other angrily, "Write your go, interrupt my train of thought." The chop. ”

"Lao Liu, you can say this kind of thing, it's too rough. Can't you learn from Qinghe? How elegant Qinghe is. Yuan Ming rolled up from the bed.

"Just write, don't read, even if you want to read, don't call me first." Xu Qinghe was furious.

"No, did you misunderstand something?" Liu Jiayao looked innocent, "I just asked Qinghe to identify how this sentence was, and it was interrupted before I finished speaking." Why are your minds so complex? Can't you be as simple as me? ”

Yuan Ming lay down, turned over and turned his back to Liu Jiayao. Xu Qinghe also turned his head to reorganize the sentence.

Liu Jiayao sighed, quite a kind of "everyone is drunk and I am sober, and the whole world is turbid and I am alone".

Xu Qinghe grabbed his hair, then picked up the pen and continued to write.

"The original southwest wind, long passed into the arms of the king; I am willing to bring the hand of my son and share the world with you.

When I was young, I dreamed of how I would meet that girl, under the willow tops blown by the breeze, on the ancient road where the grass grew and the warbler flew, or in the park where the rain and snow fell.

It wasn't until that day came that I realized that the most beautiful encounter was a glimpse of the sunset, a time and space with you.

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This is the third rose. Legend has it that there are three living stones, carved endless dust. Qiao Wei, would you like to go with me? ”

Xu Qinghe wrote the last word and looked at Liu Jiayao next to him.

The paper in front of Liu Jiayao was only half filled, and he himself was still flipping through a small notebook.

Xu Qinghe thought about it and reached out to open the drawer.

In the drawers lay neatly stacks of various letterheads, as well as a stack of envelopes.

Xu Qinghe took out a piece of paper and picked up the top envelope, on which were painted with three roses.

This is Xu Qinghe's visit to many stores to finally get from a store far away from the school.

The roses on the envelope gradually increase until they fill the entire envelope.

The shopkeeper said that he had drawn it himself, and that there were ninety-nine roses filling the entire envelope, which meant that it would last forever. And the stationery comes from three stores, and each letter is different.

Xu Qinghe copied quietly, and he didn't even notice when Liu Jiayao touched behind him.

"You're running a marathon." Liu Jiayao said with emotion.

Xu Qinghe's body trembled, and then said: "It is indeed a marathon, but the finish line is two people." I'm not going to fall halfway. ”

"The end is in whose heart, right?" Liu Jiayao smiled evilly.

Xu Qinghe was noncommittal, and carefully put the third love letter into an envelope and put it away.

"It's all about luck, and it takes effort to fall in love." Liu Jiayao was about to go to the washstand after speaking, but Xu Qinghe kicked him on the buttocks, and took a few steps forward to stabilize his body.

"You ·····" Liu Jiayao turned his head and gritted his teeth, but swallowed back the words that followed.

Xu Qinghe passed by him and walked directly to the sink.

"Why am I so pathetic, others use their girlfriends as a barometer, and in 402, you are a barometer." Liu Jiayao cried with a sad face.

"First of all, I am not your barometer, but your weak heart. Secondly, hurry up and go back to sleep, what so much nonsense you. Xu Qinghe smiled, and then immediately turned his face, which was faster than changing his face in Peking Opera.

The next morning, Liu Jiayao yawned and walked into the classroom, and a group of people surrounded him.

"Brother Liu, when do you see when you are free, that ······" Several people were courteous to Liu Jiayao like dogs. Some helped him massage, some beat his back.

Liu Jiayao half-closed his eyes, enjoying himself while knowingly asking, "Which one?" Stuttered? ”

"Love letters." Someone coaxed.

"Then you have to be enlightened first." Liu Jiayao said slowly.

"Of course there is enlightenment, Brother Liu, how much do you think is appropriate?"

"Vulgar. I'm talking about enlightenment, which means you have to have the consciousness of running a marathon, you know? Liu Jiayao squinted at Xu Qinghe while educating a few people.

However, the party Xu Qinghe was unconscious, still reading with his head down.

Liu Jiayao pursed his lips and opened his mouth to disperse the people around.

Before the evening training began, Xu Qinghe walked out of the classroom.

Jovi was standing in the hallway, and in front of her stood a boy.

Xu Qinghe retracted his feet and leaned against the door to observe.

The boy took out a letter from his pocket and looked at Qiao Wei with a straight look in his eyes.

"Qiao Wei, I know you can't accept it for a while, but I can wait. I'll wait for you to get to the sea. The boy said.

Xu Qinghe clenched his fists tightly and listened carefully with bated breath, for fear of missing any details.

"I'm sorry, I just want to study hard right now." Qiao Wei had a little embarrassment on her face.

"I know. It's just that you haven't met someone who can walk into your heart. Give me a little time, and I'll slowly draw closer to your heart. The boy said.

It was the first time Qiao Wei encountered such a thing, and she was a little overwhelmed, not knowing whether to reach out to receive the love letter, and not knowing what to say.

And Xu Qinghe couldn't hold it anymore and strode over.

"Jove." Xu Qinghe's voice made Qiao Wei feel as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, and immediately looked at Xu Qinghe with a distress look.

Xu Qinghe's heart softened, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyebrows were full of warmth.

Xu Qinghe stood between the two of them, blocking Qiao Wei behind him.

"Who are you?" The boy frowned, holding back and not having a seizure.

Xu Qinghe didn't answer him, but glanced at the thing in his hand and compared it with himself in his heart.

Xu Qinghe stretched out his hand to take the boy's love letter, and then said, "Go slowly, don't send it." ”

Qiao Wei covered her mouth behind Xu Qinghe and smiled, Xu Qinghe's serious tone really made her laugh.

"What's going on, it's not for you." The man was not happy, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm nobody." Xu Qinghe slapped away the man's hand who wanted to get the love letter back.

The boy's brows furrowed, he wanted to be angry, but he couldn't hold back, he didn't want to make a bad impression in front of Qiao Wei.

"They all said you could go, what are you doing here? The light is blocked by you. Xu Qinghe said dissatisfiedly.

The man took a few steps to the side, and Xu Qinghe followed, always protecting Qiao Wei behind him, so that the person's sight was only Xu Qinghe, an eyesore.

"Qiao Wei, who is this person?" The man spoke softly.

Qiao Wei opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.

"Suitor, but not like you." Xu Qinghe said lightly.

The boy snorted and turned away.