As soon as Ye Ge's words fell, Su Mu turned his head to look at him, his peach blossom eyes were full of doubts, and his little face was flushed with a beautiful flush.

But Su Mu quickly understood what Ye Ge meant.

In fact, Ye Ge didn't have any other meaning, he just wanted to play a couple with him, and then help him take down that bookmark.

and Ye Ge as a couple

Thinking about it, Su Mu's cheeks became redder, and even spread to the white ears, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were like West Lake under the winter sunset, giving people a kind of delicate Xizi beauty.

The female library teacher's heart couldn't help but speed up a little.

This girl is really good-looking.

It's a pity that I can't seem to speak, and my ears seem to be wearing hearing aids, which is really a pity.

Could it be that God gave her the charm of sinking fish and geese, but took away some other things from her?

"Teacher, where are we writing?" Ye Ge asked.

"Write it here."

The librarian brought out two blank bookmarks and two pens for them, adding.

"In fact, any kind of love poem can be, the requirements are not so high, you can write love poems written by the ancients in the past, you can also learn from other people's love poems, and you can also be completely original, all of which are okay."

"Okay."

Although there was some shame, there was no one nearby to come to see, so hurry up and leave after writing.

Ye Ge took the pen and bookmark, wanted to write a love poem casually, and took the bookmark before talking.

But, Ye Ge always feels that he is so casual, a little too perfunctory, otherwise he is still original?

But it's original, and I can't think of it for a while.

is about to arrive at the hotel, there are a lot of people coming and going, and when the time comes, it will be seen by others, it will not only be a matter of social death, he and Su Mu will probably be hung up.

Ye Ge thought about it for a while, and finally decided to choose a love poem, but it would not be so perfunctory.

Ye Ge looked at Su Mu beside him, Su Mu was also holding a pen, looking at the blank bookmark, thinking very intently, the girl's eyebrows frowned slightly, her long eyelashes moved gently, and her eyes under the eyelashes were glowing with the color of autumn.

The thin and pink lips were gently pursed, as if rippling the whole cloud of fire.

Looking at it, suddenly, in that inexplicable moment, Ye Ge suddenly thought of a love poem written by a gentleman.

Ye Ge wrote down.

And when Ye Ge was seriously holding the brush and writing on the bookmark, Su Mu on the side gently raised his eyes and looked at Ye Ge.

In fact, Su Mu didn't know what to write.

Writing his own love poems, Su Mu felt that he couldn't write well.

Writing love poems of literati, Su Mu felt that this was not good, and it was a little perfunctory.

And

Su Mu looked at Ye Ge and pursed his lips slightly.

For some, maybe it's just a "pretend", for that one bookmark.

But for some people, this pretending may be the most fearless way to express their feelings.

Sometimes the truth is often accompanied by jokes.

Sometimes the act of pretending is something that a person has always wanted to do but did not dare to do.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Ye Ge's body, as if inlaid with a faint layer of gold.

Ye Ge wrote quietly, Su Mu looked at Ye Ge gently, his eyes overflowing with the gentleness of a spring breeze.

The library teacher looked at the girl who had been staring at her sweetheart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show an aunt smile.

With the development of the times, the library teacher feels more and more that young people nowadays seem to be more and more impetuous, and the same is true for feelings.

Nowadays, many students fall in love, and they break up not long after, or they talk about several at a time, just like changing clothes, they never seem to regard each other as the only one.

But this library teacher saw "the only" in Su Mu's eyes, this kind of love is very deep, just like if this boy is not by her side, then she will not like the second person in her life.

A minute later, Ye Ge finished writing the love poem.

Ye Ge looked at the upright italics he had written on the bookmark, and in addition to a trace of embarrassment in his heart, he felt that his handwriting was really good.

However, when Ye Ge turned his head, he found that Su Mu was looking at him blankly.

"What's wrong?" Ye Ge asked.

Su Mu shook his head, his cheeks slightly red and retracted his gaze.

"Have you finished writing, classmate?" The librarian asked.

"Alright." Ye Ge handed the bookmark to the teacher.

The female teacher in the library took the bookmark, looked at it, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, faced Su Mu, and read softly:

"Between the green mountains and green waters, I want to hold your hand and walk across this bridge.

On the bridge are green leaves and red flowers, and under the bridge are flowing water people.

The other end of the bridge is green silk, and the other end of the bridge is white. ”

When the female teacher finished reading, Su Mu stood in place, her cheeks, which were originally only slightly red, were as red as boiling water, and even white smoke came out of her head, like a steam.

The heart in Su Mu's chest was beating very fast and violently, and even Su Mu's mind was blank.

"Yes, Mr. Shen's love poem, I also like it." The teacher commented that this poem was copied from Mr. Shen, not original by Ye Ge.

The teacher took a photo of the bookmark, and then handed it to Su Mu: "Classmate, accept it, this is written to you by your boyfriend." ”

Listening to the female teacher's voice, Su Mu reacted, took the bookmark written by Ye Ge with both hands, and held it in his arms like a rare treasure, for fear that his bookmark would be damaged a little.

"Classmate, have you thought of what to write?" The female teacher asked.

Su Mu shook his head.

"Don't worry, classmate, think slowly, anyway, my booth will be set up until nine o'clock in the evening." The teacher said with a smile, and then looked at Ye Ge, "Your girlfriend has to think about it more, you don't have any opinions, right?" ”

"It's definitely not."

Ye Ge replied.

Although Ye Ge replied no, Ye Ge was still very anxious in his heart.

It's five o'clock now, and everyone who has classes is about to end class, and those who don't have classes are going to eat in the cafeteria.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Su Mu's peach blossom eyes looked at the blank bookmark, and then looked at Ye Ge, who was looking around at this time, or looking at the sunset on the horizon from time to time.

Su Mu looked at Ye Ge's side face, looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Su Mu held the pen and slid it lightly on the bookmark.

A minute later, Su Mu handed the bookmark to the female teacher.

When the female teacher looked at the love poem written by Su Mu, her eyes shook slightly, and the corner of her mouth showed an aunt's smile:

"In a short lifetime, if you can.

I want to see the rain under the moon.

Watching the ants down the hill.

Under the lamplight, look at you. ”

(End of chapter)