Shen Yumo entered her grandmother's house. As soon as she entered, her cousin Yu Chengjia took her into the bedroom. They were of the same age, and they grew up together since childhood, and they were very close.
Shen's mother was very happy when she saw the two of them whispering together, and said, "Chengjia, you and cousin are talking slowly, just in time for my brother and I to talk."
Yu Chengjia naturally nodded and said yes, took Shen Yumo's hand, sat on the bed, looked at her with a smile, and looked straight at her with a pair of eyes.
Shen Yumo felt that this scanning look was a bit familiar. By the way, it was the look that Jiang Ziquan often looked at her, but it was not as greasy as hers.
It might be because she suddenly thought of Jiang Ziquan, she felt extremely uncomfortable, pulled her erratic hand off her shoulder, and signaled with her eyes that she had something to say.
Yu Chengjia muttered a few words, then got excited again and asked gossip, "Are you really married to Sister Jiang?"
Suddenly talking about this topic with the cousin who has always been close, Shen Yumo's face turned red, and she tugged her hair behind her ears, she couldn't see her expression through the black glasses frame, and grabbed another key word, questioning "Sister Jiang?"
"Yeah, I'm also a student of the star, Xiao Ziquan-senpai first-level, have you forgotten?"
Shen Yumo thought about it, her cousin went to school with her from kindergarten to junior high school, and only separated after high school, but it's been almost ten years, it's normal for her not to remember, she smiled.
"Speaking of which, sister, I remember that you seemed to have met Sister Jiang Xuejia at the time." Yu Chengjia pondered for a while, and then vaguely remembered the situation at that time. She held her arms and talked about what Jiang Ziquan and Shen Yumo might not remember. first encounter.
It was a spring in Yu Chengjia's first year of high school. According to Yu Chengjia's accurate description of memory, it should be a season when everything is in full bloom with the atmosphere of falling in love.
At that time, Yu Chengjia was still full of black and beautiful long hair, with thick neat bangs, and was doing homework with her head down when she heard the coaxing voices from her classmates.
"Chengjia, your cousin has come to see you." High school students are always full of energy. Although he is a boy, his bangs still cover his eyes and he has ear studs on his ears. It was the popular art at that time. hairstyle.
Yu Chengjia finally climbed out of the spatial geometry when she heard the words, and when she looked up, she saw her good-looking cousin, Shen Yumo, standing at the door. A blank circle had been drawn within one meter around her. It is a gathering of many students watching the fun.
Yu Chengjia lifted her footsteps and walked towards her. Mingxing School does not have to wear the school uniforms uniformly, and the students' aesthetics are not fully formed. They are colorful and colorful, and at first glance, they look like they are in an acrobatic troupe. of.
Shen Yumo, who is surrounded by the center, is wearing the uniform uniform of Beijin No. 1 Middle School. It is a classic style. The top is pure white, with only a few blue edges on the sleeves. Maybe it has been worn for two years. Because of the reason, the clothes look a little yellow after washing, but the trousers are pure blue. The school trousers usually need to grow a lot, but in the past two years, Shen Yumo's stature has been rising, and the trouser legs are a little short, leaking a little. A little white spot.
The girls in high school are already well developed. Her fat school uniform completely covers her figure. She looks like a taller girl, but her face is extremely long and slapped. face, high nose bridge. Although wearing black glasses that are not aesthetically pleasing, they are still outstanding. Her hair was all tied up, revealing her smooth forehead, which was naturally more conspicuous among a group of coquettish bitches. Yu Chengjia smelled the smell in the air, and it seemed that some flowers were blooming, and it smelled so good.
Shen Yumo was biting his lower lip and looking at her, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes, and a bit of pink flush on his cheeks, this look of grievance was nothing like the later Teacher Shen.
"Cousin, why are you here?" Yu Chengjia hurried over and hugged her cousin's arm, for fear that the shy and shy cousin would die of shame and anger, and also dispersed the students who were beside her to join in the fun.
"Auntie told me to go home for dinner with you." Shen Yumo pursed her lips, the blush on her face had gone down a lot, and she still spoke softly, different from the later gentle Yujie's voice, but warm The glutinous soft girl voice.
Yu Chengjia nodded and glanced at the big round watch above the blackboard again. It was already twelve twenty, and her movements were a lot slower, as if she had forgotten something important.
"Hello everyone, today's small news at noon will be broadcast by me."
"Ah, by the way, today is Sister Jiang's birthday." With an abnormal flush on Yu Chengjia's face, she sat down on the bench again, and pulled Shen Yumo to sit down again, with a look of excitement on her face.
"Ah? Who is that, Sister Jiang?" Shen Yumo sat beside Yu Chengjia in a daze, seeing her cousin so excited, she was a little confused.
"Jiang Xuejie's full name is Jiang Ziquan, and she is the school flower of Mingxing. You don't know how many people have fallen under her pomegranate skirt, and you don't know how many love letters have been thrown away. Not only is she good-looking, she can sing and talk guitar. , can also draw, it's simple, ah goddess." Yu Chengjia acted a little crazy, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was constantly raised, "Today is Sister Jiang's birthday, she is going to write a love letter to her future lover today. "
Shen Yumo looked down at her cousin who held her head in her hands. She felt that this almost crazy symptom had appeared in her school. What did the teacher say they were
She pondered for a while, and came up with a few words, "Groupies? Brainless fans?"
"Jiang Xuejie speaks so nicely. I'm afraid of getting pregnant. Cousin, you're really blessed to be here today."
Shen Yumo glanced at her and said angrily: "I didn't learn biology well in junior high school, what's the matter? Can you get pregnant just by listening to others?"
Yu Chengjia "..."
When the minute hand pointed to 6, the sound of the broadcast room was cut off for a while, and only the sound of the electric current passing through was vaguely heard.
"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Ziquan, a sophomore in high school." Jiang Ziquan's hair was just picked up back then, and there was no makeup on his face, but his face looked delicate and beautiful, but the figure was too hot, she cleared her throat , perhaps pretending to be serious, her voice was a little different from usual.
"How is it? Does it sound good?" Yu Chengjia felt even more provocative after hearing her voice, and asked Shen Yumo.
"Well, her voice is a little trembling." In order to become a qualified teacher, Shen Yumo has also studied pronunciation.
Yu Chengjia took out the book from the table just to block Shen Yumo tightly. She had never seen someone as speechless as her cousin.
Shen Yumo blinked his eyes twice and said softly, "Cousin, your book is too messy. Let me help you clean it up."
After speaking, she sorted out the books by category. Yu Chengjia didn't have time to talk to her, and listened to her goddess's speech wholeheartedly.
"When I was very young, my parents told me that if we met someone we liked, we would be able to see it at a glance. This is the ability given to us by God, so every time I go to the temple, my parents always let me If I want to donate some money, I know that I am thanking God." Jiang Ziquan seemed to think of something, she smiled lightly, and then continued: "So since I was ten years old, I went to the house every day. Running in the park in the city center, there are many people there, I have the mind of chance encounter, I want to see you at a glance from the vast sea of people. But I have just turned seventeen today, from seven to seventeen Years old, from an ignorant toddler to a mature girl, but I still haven't been able to see you. I'm a little discouraged and a little sad, are you lost on your way to find me? I often think like this. "
There were a few low-pitched guitar sounds on the radio, and she heard her continue: "Although I don't know you yet, I don't know your name or surname. I wonder if you like blueberry flavor as much as I do. Milk tea, or the opposite way of drinking hot cocoa that I hate. I don’t know if you indulge in the full-fledged Beatles or the punk-inspired Velvet Underground.”
"We may be similar or different, but I just want you to know that I am waiting for you here. The book says that seventeen is the most beautiful age for a girl, and I want you to know that I am sincere and sincere to you in the most beautiful age. Even though we have never met, I believe we are in love."
"Hey, you're late." She said these words lightly, as if they were about to be scattered in the wind.
"Ziquan, run quickly. Lao Zhao is here." A young man from Huang Mao hurried over to tip off the news, and there was a little perspiration on his face.
Jiang Ziquan was startled when he heard the words, grabbed the guitar and was about to run out. He had just stepped out with his left foot, and his right foot had not yet cleared the ground when he happened to meet the angry old Zhao.
"Jiang Ziquan, what are you doing?" A loud shout was enough to shock Jiang Ziquan, who had escaped, so he could only stare at Huang Mao and asked, didn't he say that Lao Zhao was going out for dinner today
Huang Mao also shook his head and said that he didn't know. Today, the boss's birthday, it seems that he still has to write an inspection.
This fat guy is the dean of education, his surname is Zhao, and everyone calls him Lao Zhao affectionately. This time it is miserable.
"You're so bold, you dare to confess in the broadcast room." The dean came over and glared at her, suddenly remembering that the broadcast hadn't been turned off, so he gave the person next to him a quick wink.
"Pfft" Yu Chengjia was still moved by Sister Jiang's confession, but now she is delighted by this sudden change. Since she was a little worried and a little happy, she said to Shen Yumo with a complicated expression: "Cousin, Sister Jiang's confession love letter. How about it?"
"Well, it's okay in general." Shen Yumo hesitated. Although she didn't chase stars, the girls in the class would get angry if they heard that their favorite stars were criticized by others. She couldn't decide for a while. Tell the truth.
However, Yu Chengjia was not used to seeing her like this. After all, Jiang Ziquan was not as important as her close cousin.
"I think some of the words in him are wrong, such as doing the opposite, indulging." Shen Yumo lowered her head and pondered for a while and said her evaluation: "Her writing skills still need to be improved."
What Shen Yumo didn't know was that this love letter with some mistakes and even a bit of a middle-of-the-road atmosphere was written by her after researching a lot of books, and it was estimated that it would kill her as a joke.
Yu Chengjia was really pissed off by her cousin, and joked: "As expected of a teacher in the future, now I'm starting to check my writing skills."
Shen Yumo gave her an angry look.
This is the first time Jiang Ziquan and Shen Yumo met.
Yu Chengjia waved her hand to bring back the teacher Shen, who was very different from high school, and said with a smile, "Did you remember?"
"Ah, it turns out that little Jiang's child and Yumo High School still have such a fate." Shen's mother came over at some point, and she didn't know how much she heard, but she seemed to have heard a lot. "Little Jiang this child, know a lot of things, and people are sincere."
Yu Chengjia understood what Mother Shen meant, and she took out an envelope from the sealed box and handed it to Shen Yumo: "Cousin, this love letter is for you, or it's better to return it to the original owner."
Shen Yumo glanced at her in surprise, and landed on the letter again.
Yu Chengjia Lang laughed a few times, "My cousin wrote a total of seventeen love letters back then, and I didn't know how many copies were made to give to Mingxing students at that time." Seeing Shen Yumo's eyes, she waved her hand: "I What I took back then was just a photocopy, and this handwriting was given to me by the monitor of our class when I talked about it not long ago."
Shen Yumo bit her lower lip and looked at Yu Chengjia and her mother's expectant eyes. She took it over involuntarily. The letter felt a little hot to the touch and seemed to burn her hand.
After eating, Shen Yumo took out the letter secretly and took a closer look. She touched the lettering on it with her hand, and could faintly feel the grooves. She must have been careful at that time. written. Jiang Ziquan's
The fonts have changed a lot over the years. The previous characters are not ugly at best, and there is no doubt that since she was going to write a love letter, she naturally used her best characters at the time, but Fairy's fonts are elegant and beautiful, even Shen Yumo couldn't help but say With a sound, Jiang Ziquan seemed to have grown up.
She was a little strange. The Jiang Ziquan she knew was already a mature Jiang Ziquan. Although sometimes it seemed unreliable, but when it came to doing things, it was still handy and worth relying on.
Before she could figure it out, the call came.
. . .
Shen Yumo was lying on the bed, thinking about Jiang Ziquan's letter, thinking about Jiang Ziquan's expression of fleeing, she felt as if a thread was about to come out.
"Childish in high school, mature after graduation." Shen Yumo murmured a few words, and then smiled lightly again, presumably the naive Jiang Ziquan in high school in front of him had not completely faded away.