Ding Xian called out him politely.
Ye Changqing touched her head, "Go to high school?"
Ding Xian nodded.
Ye Wanxian helped him set up his shoes, and put the fruit on the sofa, "eat some fruit, let Xianxian chat with you for a while, I'll cook."
Ye Changqing stopped her: "Sister, don't do it, I'll talk to Xianxian.
Just say a few words and leave, the car is waiting downstairs, and I will have to go back to the hotel for a meeting." Ye Wanxian said, "I bought all the food."
Ye Changqing laughed and pulled Ding Xian onto the sofa to sit down. , Raised his head and said: "Save it for the two children."
The hour hand in the living room was pointing to seven o'clock.
Ye Changqing looked at the clock, straightened his expression, and said to Ding Xian: "It's too late, let me make a long story short, there is an art exhibition in Shanghai, and the organizer gave me two tickets. Didn’t you want to go to the art exhibition before? How? Do you want to go?"
Ding Xian was taken aback, and suddenly felt that she was alive again. What hurts the spring and the autumn. Her world is not the only one. She still paints. There is a villain in her heart who is stubbornly waving the flag and shouting. .
She nodded solemnly, "Go."
Ye Changqing smiled, " Okay, but you may have to take a day off. The painting exhibition is on National Day, but you have to go one day in advance. For this Friday's flight, you will give your student ID or household registration book. I'll let the assistant do the air ticket."
Ding Xian glanced at Ye Wanxian.
Ye Wanxian a frown: "To leave a course that is not down to look at the next exhibition will not do it?"
Ye Changqing: "Master of the exhibition you think of it at any time to go to market to buy food??"
Ye Wanxian want to say anything, is Ding Xian interrupted: "The day before the National Day holiday, our sports meet, it doesn't matter, I can ask for leave with the teacher."
Ye Wanxian, who was on the sidelines, finalized the schedule, and Ye Changqing got up and left.
Ding Xian returned to the room and started to do homework.
After finishing all the homework, she found out the letter paper she just bought at the intersection and the torn letter, carefully put the broken letters together, then picked up the pen, faced the letter, and copied it again one by one. One.
Yu Keke's words are very delicate and sincere in content. Unlike some stubborn love letters, every word can be felt to be written by the little girl carefully and carefully.
[ "Do you remember me?"
"Last time I saw you in the hallway, I always thought of you recently. I have no other meaning. I just want to make friends with you. My name is Yukeke, and I will be in Class 10. Can I come and play with you?"
"I have a friend who used to be in a competition class with you, called Han Jiacheng. I really envy you guys who are good at math. Exams are easy, right? Unlike me, who always cuddles every time. Can I ask you questions about math in the future?"
"Zhou Siyue, your name is so nice."]
Ding Xian would break the three-page love letter after copying it.
There is no end.
It’s just those few words that she repeat over and over again. Is it hard to say clearly that she like hin very much? Have to express love like this?
Later she laughed at herself:
Who is not like this?
Girls are all.
One o'clock.
Ding Xian copied the entire love letter, gritted her teeth and put it in her schoolbag.
Early the next morning, Ding Xian got up very early and went to school with a heavy schoolbag.
In the early morning, a thin light penetrated the clouds and shed the first light. The air is full of the smell of soy milk fritters, the rain on the lawn is shining, and the streets are full of students rushing to learn in the morning, noisy but full of warmth.
When Ding Xian came to the classroom first, she stuffed the letter paper into the seam of Zhou Si Yue's desk, turned back to her position, covered her ears and started reading early.
As time passed by, the students arrived one after another.
Zhou Si Yue and Song Ziqi stepped into the classroom again, followed by Kong Shadi.
The three of them sat down, and no one spoke to her. Ding Xian closed her ears and began to read aloud.
Zhou Si Yue just stuffed his schoolbag in.
There was a pink thing falling out, Song Ziqi glanced back, and said, "Tsk tsk, I also said that you are not as popular in high school as you are in junior high school. Someone will send it to the door so soon? Come, let me see if it is. Which class of flower."
Song Ziqi wanted to rush to grab it.
When Zhou Si Yue picked it up first, Song Ziqi refused to give up, and even rushed over. Zhou Si Yue directly pushed his shoulder with one hand and stuffed the letter into the table with one hand. Seeing that it was completely impossible to get, Song Ziqi was not reconciled. , Yelled: "Did you throw away this kind of things before? What's wrong, this time this one is so nervous? It seems tedious ?"
"Go away ." Zhou Si Yue more scolded Song Ziqi and kicked the two boys. After making a fuss in the classroom, Kong Shadi looked back at Ding Xian with a mocking look.
Ding Xian did not look up until the morning reading bell rang.
Zhou Si Yue never opened the letter, and he stuffed it directly into the table.
At the end of the forty-minute morning reading class, Kong Shadi did not turn to talk to her. Instead, she slept on the table alone. A girl asked Kong Shadi to go to the bathroom. Kong Shadi looked up from the table and smiled. She stood up and said, "Okay."
Ding Xian was not asked to go with her either.
After lunch, Kong Shadi did not wait for her, but went to the cafeteria with another girl.
One morning, neither of these two spoke to her.
Even Song Ziqi noticed the wrong atmosphere and knocked on Ding Xian's table, "Did you quarrel with Kong Shadi?"
Ding Xian did not answer, but lowered her head.
Song Ziqi knew it. At first he thought this girl was weird, but after a long time, he found that she was actually quite funny, just as weak as Kong Shadi, but not as lacking as Kong Shadi.
"It's like this between you girls. Don't know what to do. Don't be upset. She often quarrels with me. Just ignore her. When her anger disappears, she will come over to make peace with you again."
Ding Xian didn't expect Song Ziqi to comfort her. She always thought that the boy was carefree and unobstructed, and his thoughts were also fine. She looked at him gratefully.
"Thank you."
Song Ziqi smiled meaninglessly: "It's okay." In the
afternoon, Ding Xian went to Liu Jiang for leave.
Liu Jiang has been very happy lately. He quickly helped her sign the slip, and smiled and told her not to delay studying, and to be safe outside.
Ding Xian nodded and bowed, tears of gratitude. Who said Liu Jiang was rigid and so kind? It seems that Xu Ke's news is not accurate.
The next two days were sports games, Kong Shadi did not come to her to make peace, Zhou Si Yue still did not talk to her, Ding Xian felt that she was about to become the invisible person of the four-member group.
Zhou Si Yue kept the letter in the drawer. Ding Xian took out the envelope several times when he saw him drawing the book, and then put it back in.