Chapter 171: The Quietest Love for You (1)

"Then I flipped through it for a long time, and instead of turning to my little note, I saw a new note......"

When Song Qingchun heard this, he raised his head and looked at Tang Nuan.

Tang Nuan came into contact with her sight, the smile on his face became more and more bright and moving, and even his voice was dyed with a hint of sensationalism: "...... There is also a small poem on the new note, the handwriting is very neat, and the poem is very well written, just read it once, and I saw it in my heart......"

When Tang Nuan said this, he also glanced sideways at Qin Yinan, as if he remembered the beautiful first meeting of the green years, and the light in the eyes of the two people was not like words.

“…… Then I borrowed the book back home, meditated for several nights, wrote another poem, and then put the note in the book, and returned it to the library, and after about a week, I went to the library to look through the book, and found a new note, I could make out it from the handwriting, it was the same person as the last note, and then I knew that there was a person who was paying attention to the response in the book like me, and after that, we borrowed the book to pass on the poem. ”

Song Qingchun's eyes stared straight at Tang Nuan, but her hand holding the chopsticks had already increased her strength.

Borrowing books to pass on poetry...... These four words are so familiar......

Many years ago, on a sunset evening, the sunset on the horizon was as beautiful as a scene in Japanese anime, she and Tang Nuan were with a bunch of sisters, and when they were pushing their bicycles home, she also said to her in such an embarrassing and hypocritical tone: "This is how Brother Yinan and I began to borrow books and pass on poems." ”

Tang Nuan was still calmly talking about her beautiful first acquaintance with Qin Yinan: "...... In the end, the writing was not enough, and now that I think about it, the poems at that time were more like running accounts, and then we stopped writing poems, and began to share some secrets in each other's hearts, and then, on the weekend before the college entrance examination, the last time I went to the library, and the last time I went to look through the book, I actually met Yinan, and then we officially met at that time. ”

"yes...... Even though five or six years have passed, I always feel that it is the same as what happened yesterday, and every time I think about it, my heart is warm. Perhaps because Tang Nuan was too amorous, Qin Yinan couldn't help but sigh: "And now, I still remember clearly the sentence you wrote to me at that time......

Qin Yinan looked at Tang Nuan's eyes overflowing with a warm smile: "I hope that the people who love me are very happy, and I hope that the people I love like me." ”

Song Qingchun's fingertips holding the chopsticks began to tremble slightly, this sentence was not only remembered by Qin Yinan, but she also remembered that even after such a year, every time she picked up the pen, she would write this sentence without her knowledge.

She hesitated for a long time before turning her head to look at Qin Yinan, she tried to stabilize her emotions, and said softly: "What about you?" Brother Yinan, do you think that sentence is the best in those notes you wrote at that time? ”

Qin Yinan thought calmly for a while, didn't speak, first smiled a little embarrassedly, and then a tender light flashed in his eyes, as if he was saying an oath, and said very solemnly: "If you love each other, join hands to grow old; If not, protect you. ”