He still clearly remembers the content above, and it was really embarrassing to see the childish handwriting.
At this moment, both of them felt that it was so embarrassing that their mother had opened the door for Awkward. It was extremely embarrassing.
While he was still in a daze, Lu Yanxi went around and snatched the card back.
"Ahem," she cleared her throat, "It's not that I can't bear to part with your crappy card, I still want to keep some evidence for you."
"What evidence? Do you think this is a love letter? Damn, don't be ridiculous, didn't you always write like this for fun when you were a kid?"
Suddenly thinking about such a thing, Ye Weiran did not show the slightest surprise, but refused to admit that this was a love letter written by Feng in the name of apology.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems you still remember this thing."
"Then I will share it on a circle of friends so that everyone can see how cute Ye Weiran was when she was a child."
She raised the card to Ye Weiran's eyes, "Look at this little heart, how beautiful it is!"
Ye Weiran grabbed her wrist, which was so thin that he could easily wrap it in his palm.
"Send it. Once you send it, the whole world will know that you received my letter. Let's see who dares to chase you."
Being caught by him, Lu Yanxi's center of gravity fell forward, and she almost fell into his arms.
"I don't care if they chase me, I..."
Fortunately, she stopped in time. She was just one second away from saying something irreparable.
It was late at night and the surroundings were so quiet. I could only hear the sound of two hearts beating wildly.
Ye Weiran's throat tightened, and he quickly let go and took a step back, "It's too late, I'll take you home."
The two people separated as usual downstairs, as if the conversation just now never happened.
It wasn't until the elevator door closed that Lu Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief after holding it for a long time, and Ye Weiran touched his warm ears.
After washing, Lu Yanxi turned on the 30-minute scheduled English listening session. During this time, she fell asleep listening to English, although she often fell asleep within a few minutes.
But today, she didn't fall asleep until 30 minutes passed when the sound stopped.
It is said that children’s words are unbridled. How much of what you said when you were young can you still take seriously?
Can what I said I liked when I was a child equal to what I like when I grow up?
Open the bedside table and take out the small card in the box.
"I (love) you..."
"I like you…"
Lu Yanxi touched the little heart on it over and over again while reciting the sentence above happily.
When I couldn't stand it anymore, my hands and feet curled up, and I rolled around in bed wrapped in quilt.
Even though she knew that both Liu Luo and Liang Wanwan were asleep at this time, she still couldn't help but talk to herself in the small group of the three of them.
Destroying you on behalf of the moon: [You said, if a girl feels inferior in front of a boy, cannot control her temper, and is unhappy when she sees the girl she is talking to, then does this girl like this boy?
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Probably so.
She responded to herself in her mind.
[Tell me again, if this boy is angry because a girl has received love letters from others and forgot that he wrote her a love letter when he was a child, does that mean that this boy also likes her? 】
Probably so...
(His hands and feet are curled up and rolled back and forth again...)
Also suffering from insomnia is Ye Weiran.
He had been lying on the bed for an hour and 45 minutes, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard Lu Yanxi's voice:
"I don't care if they chase me, I..."
As long as I have you, it's enough.
Is that what the unspoken half of the sentence was like?
The next morning, both of them were woken up. Today was New Year's Eve, and the sound of firecrackers was heard outside early in the morning.
Lu Yanxi tried to make herself fall asleep again, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what. She would go to Ye Weiran's house to celebrate the New Year soon.
She turned on her phone and saw that it was only half past eight.
There are still several messages on the phone.
Liu Luo:【Yes.】
The cutest bowl in the world: [Do you even need to ask?]
what?
Seeing the message he posted above, Lu Yanxi was almost stunned. How could he ask such a question in the group?
Fortunately, there are no Ye Weiran or Fu Linchuan in this group.
On behalf of the moon, I will destroy you: [Happy New Year, my dears.]
Destroying you on behalf of the moon: [I might have been sleepwalking last night, don’t take it seriously.]
Liu Luo:【Who are you lying to?】
The cutest bowl in the world: [You can also fool yourself.]
Destroying you on behalf of the moon: [I don’t understand what you are talking about.]
The cutest bowl in the world: [I despise you (contemptuous expression).]
Liu Luo: [(contempt and despise)]
Lu Yanxi just can't get excited. He's been like this since he was a child.
Destroy you on behalf of the moon: [OK, OK, OK, I’m the one who said what’s wrong! Do you think there is any hope of help? 】
Liu Luo: [It’s hopeless.]
The cutest bowl in the world: [?? Why do you want to save it? Just do it! 】
Lu Yanxi: ...She is really my good sister.
"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock at the door.
"Daughter, get up quickly and post the couplets. After they are posted, they will be delivered to your godmother's house."
"I know, Dad."
Lu Yanxi got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. He was shocked by the big dark circles under his eyes in the mirror.
She even had a hallucination, and herself in the mirror looked at her mockingly, "Lu Yanxi, admit it, you just like Ye Weiran!"
"Ah~~!" She covered her ears.
"What are you shouting for? Lu Yanxi, are you okay?"
This shout made Lu Yanchen burst out, and he knocked on the door twice.
"It's okay!" she shouted towards the door.
Look at yourself in the mirror again and admit it! You can’t lose a piece of meat!
Putting on the newly bought red sweater, Lu Yanxi finished posting the couplets to her own home and happily sent them to Ye Weiran's home.
In the past few years, all the couplets at home have been written by her. She is a good painter and can write very well with calligraphy. Many neighbors have asked her to write a couplet for their own homes.
There are red lanterns hanging everywhere in the community, which is full of New Year flavor and joy.
I was in a good mood and hummed all the way to the door of Ye Weiran's house, where I saw him taking off last year's old couplets.
Lu Yanxi's footsteps stopped suddenly, he took a step back and hid behind the fence outside the yard, and secretly poked his head out to look at him.
Without a coat, he looks a little thin, but not thin at all. His broad Pacific shoulders look full of security.
Once you accept that you like him, even if you see his back, your little heart will beat wildly.
Touching his chest, Lu Yanxi frowned, isn't it, now he's starting to bump into each other?
Will you still be able to survive day by day from now on?
I took out my phone and used the screen as a mirror to straighten my hair.