"I love you like starry eyes, that's what I miss at night. When I started writing, I wanted to describe the rest of your life and mine, but I was short of words, and I only wrote one sentence, and my mind was empty, only your sweet smile was still shining in my eyes.

Maybe you don't know, I'm a supremacist. But you must not know, how many times in the night I dreamed of the old man, holding red silk in one hand, hanging the marriage book with a cane in the other, childish face and crane hair, galloping in the smoke and fog, one red line in his hand implicated me, the other end wrapped around you, maybe the sky is destined, I want to love you. I don't want to arouse lovesickness, I don't dare to look at you secretly. But you came to my heart and made me lovesick all night.

In the past few days, my thoughts have become more and more vigorous, and the love threads have become a mess, I can't cut them off, and I have to write them to you word by word, I'm afraid that I can't write really enough, but you're not good, before the rest of my life, you made me wait for fifteen years, how can you not be reincarnated by my side, and I want to look for you for more than ten years with an empty heart, and now it's good, my heart is full of you, but I only call your name in my dreams, and sneak a glance at it during the recess, lest I startle you, and in the end I don't even want to think about you.

Yesterday I passed by the flower shop, and I bought a bouquet of roses by magic, and I wanted to give it to you, but the angel in the right brain said no, and the devil in the left brain said yes. I plucked the petals, counted them one by one, and silently said in my heart that yes, no, no, no······ God is not good from the last petal of the angel, I love you from the devil and wrote this love letter.

I love you xx, even if you fall into hell, when you are reincarnated, I only pray to be a lover by your side for a lifetime. ”

Du Yao's love letter, Liang Chen stayed up for a whole lunch break, barely writing a few hundred words, he really felt empty, if it was an argumentative essay, it would be a failure. Regarding the heroine, Liang Chen didn't pry out a word from Du Ruo's mouth, how long did he know each other, his appearance, and his name······ Liang Chen didn't know anything, and when he put down his pen at two o'clock, he even wanted to fill in a sentence at the end - I don't know who you are, where you are, and in which parallel world, but I love you.

Liang Chen pressed the paper on which he wrote the love letter under the geographical data, and rested on his pillow.

When the bell rang, Tang Ying came to collect the extra homework of the poor English students represented by Liang Chen and Zeng Tong as usual, she pushed Liang Chen hard, and shouted loudly that it was time to go to class and collect the homework. Liang Chen raised his head and took a deep breath, his mind was still a little confused when he had just fallen asleep, his eyes were slightly open, he was rummaging through his homework, and by mistake opened the geographical information on the table, and the page pressed below was picked up by the book and flew towards Tang Ying's face.

She grabbed the page like a mosquito. And Liang Chen was still rummaging through his damn English workbook, cursing in his heart where this thing died.

"I love you like starry eyes, that's what I miss at night" Tang Ying propped himself up on the books piled up next to Liang Chen's desk, leaned forward, and said to Liang Chen with a smile.

Liang Chen's hand stopped under the desk, raised his head, and subconsciously snatched the page from Tang Ying's hand.

"It wasn't written for me." Liang Chen hid the paper in the folder under the desk and said lightly.

Tang Ying also stopped collecting homework and stared at Liang Chen, "I know it's not for you, it's for someone else." Tang Ying rolled his eyes a little mischievously, and his eyes fluttered out of the window looking for someone.

Her two eyes lying under her eyelashes were like talking elves, and every time they flickered, a girl's unpredictable mood would be heard, making Liang Chen suspect that she was planning some bad ideas.

"Hey! Don't guess, it was written for Du Ruo. ”

"What is written." Liu Bingjian squeezed over and asked curiously.

Liang Chen handed the homework book hidden in the English book to Tang Ying, looked at Tang Ying, and replied, "Love letter written." ”

Tang Ying was a little angry, she didn't expect Liang Chen to admit it so simply, and rolled her eyes to collect the homework elsewhere.

In the afternoon, Liu Bingjian pestered Liang Chen to see the love letter he wrote, verbally saying that he wanted to observe and study, but he just wanted to dig out some little secrets. After Liang Chen resisted a class, and then half of the class knew that he had written love letters, Liang Chen was worried that it would be all over the city, and in the end, if Teacher Mu knew, he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die, after all, she only issued ten punishments for early love last week.

Liu Bingjian was a little excited, and Zhou Sang and Lao Maozi gathered around him smiling, as if they had won five million.

"I just want to know who xx is." After reading it, Zhou Sang took the page and asked.

"Ask Du Ruo to go, I don't even know myself." Liang Chen pushed Zhou Sang, snatched the paper he was holding in his hand, and returned to his seat.

At dusk, the sun hung in the western sky and turned into a red ring, painted on the red clouds.

Xue Ji turned his head again, followed the routine, and turned around again. Since the last self-study class in the afternoon, she has looked back frequently, occasionally smiling when she happens to meet Liang Chen's eyes, and more often turning her head without saying a word.

Liang Chen pulled her hair, she seemed to be in pain when she covered the top of her head, but when she turned her head, she smiled.

"Do you have cervical spondylosis or cerebral thrombosis, or practice looking back and smiling."

Xue Jiao sneered on his shoulders and let go of his usual posture of calling Liang Chen, "No, it's mainly to take a look at your handsome face." ”

"If you talk like this, why do I think you're going to hurt me." Liang Chen moved his ass backwards, guarding against Xue Ji.

"I'm not always like that!"

"Miss Xue, you don't usually need you, and you rarely talk to me with such an attitude." Liang Chen deliberately accentuated the tone of the word "you".

Xue Ji turned around and sat on the stool, her hands folded together, her head resting on her hands, her eyes flashing, and her face was smiling, "Then how do I usually talk." ”

"That's what you usually say", Liang Chen cleared his throat, straightened his face, straightened up, and almost put his hand on his waist, imitating Xue Ji's usual posture when he spoke to himself, "Liang Chen, have you finished memorizing English words and phrases?" Did today's reading comprehension work? Chinese composition writing is so good, English composition is written in a mess, and you dare to stare at me, ah! I think you've eaten leopard gall. ”

Xue Ji pouted a little aggrievedly, "Don't be so exaggerated, how can I be so fierce to you, making me look like Teacher Mu." ”

"Don't be so bad, she is much better to me than you are." Disgust was written all over Liang Chen's face.

Liang Chen thought that Xue Jiao was going to go crazy, and moved his body back a few inches, but he didn't expect that Xue Jiao grabbed Liang Chen's hand and clenched his hands, full of apologies, "Liang Zi, I'm sorry for you, I didn't expect me to be such a rude young lady, from now on I promise to be respectful to you, you are the master, I am the maid." ”

"Nothing to do, be courteous, or be a traitor or a thief." Liang Chen withdrew his hand, and his tone was full of defense.

"I'm supposed to have something."

"That's right! It's good to have something to say directly, and the whole superfluous foreplay makes me scared. ”

"You let me see the love letter you wrote for Du Ruo first."

Liang Chen was generous, took out the somewhat crumpled piece of paper from the folder under the table, and handed it to Xue Ji happily.

"You can see it, but you can't spread it randomly."

Xue Ji only answered yes in her mouth, and her eyes only fell on the page. After reading it, Xue Ji praised Liang Chen. After his eyes patrolled left and right, he approached Liang Chen, and said in a low voice: "Please, can you write one for me?" ”

"Love letters?" Liang Chen asked in a low voice.

Xue Ji put her index finger to her mouth, "Shhh ”

"Male." Liang Chen asked.

Xue Ji nodded, "Yes"

Man, is it Zhou Zhi, or who? Liang Chen guessed wildly in his heart. With a look of embarrassment, he replied, "I have never written it to a man." ”

"Just write it, I believe you." Xue Ji was a little expectant and smiled.

Liang Chen frowned, he was thinking in his heart: There are mountain ghosts in the mountains, and there are water charms in the water, what kind of demon soul lives in Zhou Zhi's body this time, which makes her so worried. Xue Ji thought that he was hesitating that he could not write well, so he said that he believed him.

"Okay then! But you have to tell me who to write it to. ”

This time, Xue Ji was embarrassed, she bit her lip and hesitated, "You just write like Du Ruo, didn't he tell you a little bit of information?" ”

Liang Chen tilted his head and thought about it, and cautiously tentatively said, "Is it Zhou Zhi?" ”

Xue Jiao's face flushed, she hadn't heard this name from Liang Chen's mouth for several months, he was a little angry, pouted, and said coldly: "No." ”

Liang Chen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if the wind was blowing through the narrow valley and rushing towards the vast plain. He put his mind at ease and pretended to comfort Xue Jiao, "It's hard to say this, it's not difficult to say it's not difficult, wait for me to go back and feel it as a woman for the night." ”

Liang Chen didn't mention Zhou Zhi for half a word, saying that it was comforting, but it seemed to be reckless. Xue Ji was also out of interest, and with inexplicable irritability, she replied.

After the rest of the math evening self-study, Xue Ji didn't mention the matter of asking Liang Chen to write a love letter before, the two discussed with Liu Bingjian and Zou Li about the math problems left by Teacher Liu, Liu Bingjian complained about how difficult geometry was, and read it one by one, one by one. The mouth complains about mathematics is to teach it to fish, and to test it is to use cod, bonito, bladder, e······el, e

"One step is harder, one step is harder." Zhou Sang also came up from Jiang Zhiyun.

"Geometry, corners and corners, it is difficult for teachers to teach, and students are difficult to learn." After Liu Bingjian finished speaking, he stood up and clasped hands with Zhou Sang.

"That's so difficult, there is great wisdom hidden in these theorems, a straight line outside the plane is parallel to a straight line in the plane, then the straight line is parallel to the plane, what a philosophical statement." Liang Chen said with a grin, he was extremely happy tonight.

Lying in bed at night, Liang Chen, who was overly excited, forgot about it to the clouds, and the bells of the lights out knocked the night cold for a while, Liang Chen wrapped the quilt tightly, and fell asleep after a while.

Liang Chen dreamed, but when he woke up, he couldn't recall what dream he had, only the moment he opened his eyes, he forgot everything in the dream, it was okay to forget, in the blurred few images, he felt that it was a nightmare, and he remembered that maybe he still had some heart palpitations.

The moonlight outside the window was half bright and half dark, and it was the third watch in the middle of the night. In the bedroom, Wang Yuan occasionally had a few slight snoring sounds, Liang Chen closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy, his mind was unusually awake, and he suddenly remembered to give Xue Jiao some love letters, so he slowly got up, touched the mobile phone next to Lao Maozi's pillow, and Baidu in the toilet "How to write love letters to boys"

After turning a few pages, Liang Chen really didn't like some of the clichés in it, so he deleted the historical record, quietly put the phone back in its place, and wondered in his heart that men and women were not the same and just changed their names and genders, so he made a draft in his heart.

After morning self-study, when Liang Chen went back to the dormitory for breakfast, Wei Wenming muttered that his traffic was stolen by Baidu for hundreds of KB, Liang Chen was a little surprised, but he scolded him for competing for a long time with only a few hundred KB of traffic.

Lao Maozi refuted him with Liang Chen's previous words, today you can lose the right to get it, but if you don't fight, tomorrow you will also lose more rights. Liang Chen had no choice but to admit that he used his mobile phone to read an article on Baidu last night.

At noon, Liang Chen wanted to write the draft he had typed in his heart last night on paper, and wrote two or three sentences, but at the same time he had a little temper in his heart, and he struck and lay on the table, and the rest of the night's sleepiness hit, and he fell asleep after a while.

After two days, Xue Ji remembered this incident and asked Liang Chen how he wrote. Liang Chen pulled a long "um" in his throat, slurping and avoiding.

"Is it written in the end?" Xue Ji had momentum, and Liang Chen burst out a few words.

"It's written, but I'm afraid you won't like it."

Xue Ji stretched out his hand to Liang Chen to ask for a letter, Liang Chen shook out a folded page of paper from the English book, Xue Ji opened it, and there were only a few lines of words written on it, and there was a large empty piece in the middle.

“where as I was blind ，now i see

I've listed all your preferences and taboos on this piece of paper:

······

Attached at the end: It seems like the rest of my life will be you. ”

"I used to be blind, but now I see." Xue Ji revealed a desperate expression, and looked at Liang Chen with stunned eyes.

"There was no light in my world before, because of you, I saw. Can your translation be a little literary? ”

"I've listed all your likes and taboos on this piece of paper, how do I feel like I'm a CIA agent with some suspect in sight."

"This is meant to show that you know him."

"The blank part is to write about his preferences and taboos!"

Liang Chen snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Smart." ”

"This is what you wrote for two days" Xue Jiao was a little disgusted and a little skeptical.

"I think it's very creative, you know him, you love him, he is important to you, it's all in these few words, that's true love."

"You seem to have some truth when you say that!" Xue Ji paused for a moment and continued, "But I always feel that you are talking serious nonsense again. ”

After Xue Ji finished speaking, Liang Chen was a little unhappy, sank his face, and said: "Just write like this, you give it to that man, do he love it or not, how can you and Du Ruo be a virtue, don't say anything before writing, after writing, it's like a Chinese teacher who is dissatisfied here and there." ”

"Angry!" Xue Ji asked with a smile.

"No, you can't be angry in front of Party A's father." Liang Chen said the opposite thing vigorously, smirking "hum".

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll tell you a secret as compensation."

Liang Chen squinted at Xue Jiao, grimaced, and asked, "No secret can compensate for the heart of a hurt Party B, don't listen." ”

Xue Ji was still smiling, she knew that Liang Chen's attitude was just a bluff, "I really don't listen, about this love letter." ”

"That'······ You can listen to it. Liang Chen pretended to be reluctant to accept it, and said in a long voice.

"Actually, this love letter has no owner." Xue Ji blocked her mouth with her right hand and said softly.

"What do you mean?" Liang Chen's expression was asking if torn jeans and evening dresses could be matched together? Incomprehensible.

"It's the one who wrote to my future."

"Oh! The one in the future. Liang Chen suddenly shouted loudly: "Then what are you anxious about." ”

Xue Ji wrapped the homework book on Liang Chen's desk into a small horn and shot back loudly at Liang Chen's ear, "What are you yelling, it scares me." ”

Liang Chen took his hand and opened the small horn attached to his ear, "One report and one report." ”

Xue Ji put down the homework book, leaned on the table, and quietly thought about something, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Liang Chen seemed to feel that he had returned to the first time he was alone with her during the freshman sports meeting. He looked out the window, the sky was high, so blue that it seemed to be dripping dyes, and it was difficult for Shihe to see such a beautiful sky.

He looked at her leaning against the table, she seemed to be muttering something, and occasionally, her eyes drifted to Liang Chen's side, the flowers bloomed as if she wanted to speak, and the flowers fell thoughtfully.

Liang Chen said: "Today's weather is good. ”

"Liang Chen, what do you say I do to you."

"To tell the truth, I still speak with a clear conscience."

"Tell you the truth."

"That's it, if you have something to do with me in summer and spring, you have nothing to do with Zhong Wuyan!" Liang Chen laughed.

"I'm good to you! Let you copy my English homework; You failed in the exam, and said good things for you and Lao Zeng; Occasionally, you will be asked to drink pulsations. Xue Ji counted her kindness to Liang Chen.

"Hmm!" Liang Chen nodded and said, "When you say that, it feels pretty good, at least better than the little white-eyed wolf Tang Ying." ”

"Can you write me a love letter then?" Xue Ji's voice was like mist, thin and soft, wisps, just enough to float into Liang Chen's ears.

"Didn't I write you one!" Liang Chen yawned and said.

"I'm talking about the kind that boys write to girls." After speaking, Xue Jiao's fair face turned crimson like a peach blossom in an instant, and she lowered her head a little shyly.

"Okay!" Liang Chen was not surprised, and agreed so simply, but Xue Ji was a little surprised, and hurriedly asked Liang Chen if he understood?

"Don't you even ask why?"

"The mountains have mountain ghosts, the water has water charms, you have your own heart, besides, you are so good to me, how dare Xiaosheng ask more." Liang Chen is like a storyteller, but his tone is unusually flat.

"Because I've never received a love letter, I want to see the world." Xue Ji smiled, her smile appeared slowly, starting from her eyes and ending at the tips of her eyes.

Liang Chen also smiled, looked at her side face, and said gently, "It's okay, it'll be there in a few days." ”

The sky that day was so blue, even the white clouds didn't dare to bother, Liang Chen and Xue Ji under the sky, talking about faint love, that was the sweet taste of youth, no matter how good the cellar aging was, it was not as refreshing as this cup of green wine, that feeling was the drizzle falling on the heart, and it was also the waves crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of piles of snow.