When Old Man Qin died, Qin Mingyue had just entered high school not long ago.

He was almost brought up by the old man Qin, who was elegant by nature and a literati, but he became a businessman.

Because his parents were too busy with work, he threw it to his grandparents since he was a child.

So the death of the old man hit him very hard, and during that time he had no intention of going to school, and the whole person quickly fell into decadence.

When he first saw the bulletin of "The Crow Feeds Back" at the school's bulletin booth, he was deeply touched in his heart.

That afternoon, the warm sun hit his body, but he couldn't feel the temperature at that time, and his whole person was extremely decadent.

The dazzling light allowed him to see only the silhouette of the girl, and the bell rang halfway through the class, and before he could see the girl's face, she disappeared.

The devil sent the gods, he did not go to class, but kept watch in front of the board for an afternoon.

Until he saw a girl return to the front of the board, in order not to miss it like in the morning, he took the initiative to greet the girl, and it was at that time that he met the gentle and lovely Yan Zhiwei.

But only today did he know that the poster was not painted by Yan Zhiwei at all.

It turned out that what happened back then was just a misunderstanding!

Qin Mingyue's expression was a little complicated and looked at Wen Shu, and for the first time, he questioned Yan Zhiwei in his memory.

Because he once asked Yan Zhiwei, she answered affirmatively at the time, that the board was painted by her.

Coupled with Yan Zhiwei's gentle temperament and understanding, he never doubted her.

He took it for granted that Yan Zhiwei was the girl who drew the board newspaper back then.

A few people stood in front of the board for a while, and then came to the high school classroom.

The classrooms have changed a lot, and the desks, chairs, and benches have been renovated.

Lu Zhai suddenly talked about the experience of passing notes in class when he was naughty in high school, and turned his head to ask Wen Shu when he was happy.

"Senior sister was a good student in high school, so she probably didn't do anything like this."

As if thinking of something, the corners of Wen Shu's lips were slightly hooked, "No." ”

Wen Shu really didn't pass a note to anyone, but she did write a note to someone.

Ever since Qin Mingyue helped her that time, she had been paying attention to his movements.

Knowing that his grandfather had died, she wanted to comfort him.

But I didn't dare to do it too obviously, after all, the school was very strict about early love at that time.

And at that time, she was timid and cowardly, and she didn't have the courage to write a letter to Qin Mingyue at all.

So she began to secretly stuff notes into Qin Mingyue's drawer, or clip them in books.

Every time she did it secretly during recess or gym class.

And she is not one-way, Qin Mingyue will also reply to her.

Like a little secret in her youth, Wen Shu was happy to be close to the person she had always admired and liked, but she was nervous, if Qin Mingyue found out that the person who wrote the note to her was herself, would he be disgusted.

So she didn't dare to reveal her real name, and every time she secretly exchanged notes with Qin Mingyue, she would be secretly happy for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that she was accidentally seen by Yan Zhiwei, who suddenly returned to the classroom, maybe she would have been doing it all the time.

Thinking of this, her gaze fell on Qin Mingyue, "But I used to exchange small notes with people, no, during class." ”

Qin Mingyue's expression was shocked, and looking at the woman's indifferent gaze, his gaze suddenly became gloomy.

Lu Zhai didn't notice that Wen Shu was wrong at all, and asked curiously, "Senior sister, have you ever done such a thing?" Who's that guy? ”

Ruan Weiqin was much sharper than him, and instantly understood who Wen Shu was talking about.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qin Mingyue.

Wen Shu retracted her gaze and said freely, "Inconsequential people, I've forgotten about them now." ”

She glanced up at the time, "It's almost, it's time to go back." ”

Nguyen Weiqin, "Do you need me to send you?" ”

Lu Zhai immediately said vigilantly, "No need, senior sister, I will send her back." ”

Wen Shu also smiled and rejected his kindness, "I am on the same road as Lu Zhai." I won't bother you. ”

Seeing the two leave, Ruan Weiqin retracted his gaze and looked at the man beside him.

"What's the daze? The people are gone. ”

Qin Mingyue pursed his thin lips, turned around and left, "I have something to do, so I'll go first." ”

Ruan Weiqin's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his deep gaze looked at Qin Mingyue's back.

What kind of dumb riddle were these two people playing just now?

Qin Mingyue drove back to the old mansion and took out a small box in a drawer.

The small box was filled with dense strips of paper, on which were two handwritings, one delicate and neat, and the other with strong pen.

At first glance, it is the handwriting of a man and a woman.

Qin Mingyue took out the book that Wen Shu had used and compared the two notes.

Ben was still a little unsure, but after comparing the notes of the two parties, he became more and more sure of his thoughts.

The person who kept writing him a comfort note back then was Wen Shu?

Wrong, wrong, all wrong!

But didn't Zhiwei say that these notes were written by her?

He never doubted anything Yan Zhiwei said, and Yan Zhiwei's notes were very similar to this.

Restless in his heart, Qin Mingyue had to immediately find someone to ask what was going on?

So he drove to Wen Shu's apartment downstairs overnight.

"You're looking for me?"

Turning his head, Qin Mingyue saw a woman in a light green dress standing quietly under the banyan tree.

Her eyebrows and eyes were cold, and her whole body was indifferent and alienated.

Qin Mingyue took out the note with a calm face, and looked at Wen Shu with hope in his eyes.

"You wrote these notes?"

Wen Shu paused, looked at the yellowed notes in his hand, frowned slightly, and raised his eyes to look at him openly.

"What's the use of you asking about that now?"

"Useful, useful for me!" Qin Mingyue clenched his fists, and the protruding knuckles of his green tendons turned white.

"Even if I admit it, what can I change?"

This sentence was equivalent to a disguised confession, Qin Mingyue was shocked for a long time before he said in a dumb voice, "So you really wrote these notes?" ”

"Hmm."

Hearing this, Qin Mingyue took a step back as if in disbelief, and a chill jumped up from his back.

Receiving two news that subverted his cognition in one day, he couldn't believe it at this time.

She didn't understand why Yan Zhiwei lied to him?

From beginning to end, there was only a misunderstanding between him and Wen Shu.

"Why didn't you tell me?" If she had said it earlier, the relationship between him and Wen Shu would not have become what it is now.

Wen Shu chuckled lightly, and her tone was mocking, "Qin Mingyue, haven't you found out yet?" You have always been an arrogant person, you only trust your own judgment, as long as you think things, no matter how others interpret them, you will not believe them. ”

"What do you want me to tell you in that situation?"

"If you tell me, I'll at least ......"