No one knew that Kyoto's school grass actually fell in love with Jianxi.

This matter has been buried in the heart of the school grass.

"Hello, I'm Deng Sicheng. Senior year, music department. Deng Sicheng stretched out his hand, and Jian Xi shook it kindly.

Jian Xi smiled sweetly.

This school grass, under contact, found to be quite warm, at least better than Xiao Yunjing, a person who thinks of himself as high.

Su Yihan looked at the time and reminded Jian Xi that it was time to go to the classroom.

Jian Xi and Su Yihan immediately returned to the classroom. Jian Xi received a love letter unexpectedly.

Why?

Because in the memory of the original owner, there is a very ghostly thing. Not long after she went to college, someone sent her love letters, one a month.

Love letters are anonymous, I don't know if it's a man or a woman or a ghost writing it, anyway, the handwriting is the same.

Jian Xi also wondered, with the frustration of the original owner, who still likes it? It can't be a girl, right? Or is that person not very good at eyesight?

The original owner's way of handling the love letter is to throw it in the trash, but Jian Xi is different, Jian Xi opened the envelope to find out.

"Sugar Candy, who wrote this? Do you recognize this handwriting? Jian Xi asked.

"You forgot, you asked me before. I'm guessing it's a senior, after all, you received this love letter early. Su Yihan said.

Jian Xi thought about it, that person was really desperate, from her freshman year to her junior year, even if the person changed, she still insisted on sending it, there was nothing wrong, right?

Jian Xi saw the content of the love letter, and the content seemed to have been written not long ago.

- I still like you very much, Jianxi.

I've loved you since I saw you for the first time I saw you in my freshman year, and I've been in love with you ever since.

I believe in love at first sight, how about you?

I know that you and Xu Zhehan have broken up, and I don't know if you are willing to give me a chance.

I saw you today, it's beautiful. Although your personality has changed a lot, I want to say that you are still the white moonlight in my heart.

That's what love letters are all about, short and ordinary, but the feelings are very sincere. This is Su Yihan's idea.

Jian Xi only thinks that it is really spicy chicken, and he doesn't even write his name, which is a bad review.

And this word, although it is well written, but there are several places that have been spent! Let's talk about this choice of words and sentences, don't you know if she is from the Chinese department? There is no logic at all, it's just a bunch of nonsense.

It's not as good as her rainbow fart.

Jian Xi put it away, and when she had the chance, she must go to the handwriting one by one.

Nine. The whole class arrived, and the head teacher also stood on the podium.

The head teacher's surname is Liu, and everyone calls her Grandma Liu. Because she is the oldest homeroom teacher in the school, and she is a famous extermination teacher.

"I said, you guys put your things in the dorm! I just saw students in other classes bringing their luggage to the class, but my class didn't. Grandma Liu stood on the podium and said with a full heart.

"Put it away." The students answered neatly.

"Remember, report for elective courses in the evening, don't let me rush all day long."

"Good!" Again, a neat answer.

"Okay, I'm going to class tomorrow, and I'm going to take care of myself this afternoon!"

And everybody dispersed.

Jian Xi and Su Yihan stayed in their seats and didn't move, according to the seats last semester, they were at the same table.

There was a chubby boy in front of Jian Xi, and the boy turned his head to Jian Xi and said, "Eh Jian Xi, you're on fire, when I swiped the campus post today, it was all about you, Nuo." ”