Shen Mochen raised his head and glanced at the English teacher standing next to him. When he saw her nodding towards him, indicating for him to return to his seat, he walked off the stage again.
I just keep guessing in my mind what the love letter will say...
After the dance practice after school, Taozi jumped downstairs carrying her schoolbag. From a distance, she saw Shen Mochen sitting on the edge of the flower bed not far from the music building, waiting for her. It was the season of spring and flowers were blooming.
New buds have appeared on the sycamore tree behind me, and the green leaves are growing stubbornly toward the sun. The shrubs in the flower bed have already produced small flower buds, and they are blooming with all their strength. The sun shines through the branches of the sycamore tree.
It scattered in bits and pieces, leaving dots of mottled light and shadow on the ground. As a breeze blew, it danced wantonly like a dazzling elf.
Shen Mochen seemed to be the most dazzling embellishment in this scenery. He lowered his head and was reading the book in his hand. The warm wind blew a corner of his white shirt and brushed his fine hair. The noisy students walked by him.
, as if she couldn’t fit into his world at all.
Taozi stopped not far from Shen Mochen, thinking whether she would disturb him if she went there at this moment, but he suddenly raised his head as if telepathically, and the mottled sunlight fell on his deep black eyes.
In his eyes, there were dots of bright stars, and the waves in his eyes were flowing, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his lips. A breeze blew, and cherry blossoms fell like snow, which reflected his tall and straight posture, and his extraordinary handsomeness.
It's just that his face still has the childishness of a young boy.
"Is the practice over?" Shen Mochen put away the book in his hand, stood up, walked slowly to Taozi, and gently twirled a cherry blossom petal from her hair.
"Well...it's over..." Taozi felt that the way Shen Mochen was walking slowly just now was like a painting, and she couldn't bear to disturb him.
"Oh." Shen Mochen's tone paused, and then he naturally took her hand and walked towards the school gate. He hesitated for a moment, then said: "Taozi, there is something in the schoolbag you gave me today.
A...love letter..."
"Love letter?" Taozi glanced at Shen Mochen's schoolbag slung on her right shoulder indifferently, and joked with a smile: "Which girl gave it to you?"
"It's not for me." Shen Mochen's dark jade-like eyes looked deeply at Taozi, who had a bright smile on his face. He took out the light blue envelope from his schoolbag, handed it to Taozi's hand and said: "It says
The Su Tao harvest is for you, don’t worry, I didn’t look at it.”
"For...mine...?" Taozi's bright smile suddenly froze on her face. She had grown up and watched Shen Mochen receive love letters, but she had never received one before.
"kindness."
Taozi looked at the blue envelope in her hand with a complicated expression, and had mixed feelings in her heart. What should she do? This is the first love letter she received. Should she open it now and take a look? But Shen Mochen is next to her, will she be laughed at by him?
…
"Why don't you open it and take a look?" Shen Mochen's cool tone sounded in her ears, and the hand that was originally holding hers turned to hug Tao Zi's shoulder.
Hey, hey, this is school, is it really good to hug and hug like no one else?
