After class, I trotted to the supermarket downstairs and bought Lin Yi's favorite color of stationery, but didn't buy envelopes, because according to Zhang Nuan's instructions, it would be best if I made an envelope myself with white paper to show my sincerity. Of course, I didn't forget the person who gave me the idea, and bought Zhang Nuan a bag of Yikelian. At night, I ate instant noodles in the room. Zhang Nuan claimed that she wanted to lose weight and didn't go to dinner. She ate the bag of Yikelian I bought for her, and then sat there to supervise me writing the love letter.
I checked it for her after I finished writing each page. At first, I accidentally wrote some typos, so I was ready to discard the page and rewrite it, but Zhang Nuan didn't let me. She asked me to cross out the word and rewrite it. I said that would affect the beauty. Zhang Nuan said that only the typos could show the contradictory psychology of a guilty person like me, and also let Lin Yi understand that after she got angry with me, I was completely confused and I couldn't do anything well without her. I looked at Zhang Nuan with admiration and said, you are so mean! Zhang Nuan raised her hand and slapped me on the back of my head and said, what do you mean by mean? This is using legal means to save your love that is about to be lost!
After that, she threw a piece of Yiguolian into her mouth. I was a little hungry after eating a box of instant noodles, so I wanted to ask her for a piece of candy, but she said that she would give it to me after I finished writing. However, when I finished writing, there was no candy left because she had eaten it all. Liar! In the end, I wrote down every trivial thing I could remember about being with Lin Yi, and even the text messages she had sent me on my phone, even those with only one word "oh". In the end, I didn't know how many "ohs" I had written. Just when I finished writing the last page and showed it to Zhang Nuan, and was about to start making the envelope, Zhang Nuan kept shaking her head while looking at the pages of love letters that I had worked so hard to write, and she pouted from time to time. When I saw her expression, my heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and then I asked her, "Sister, is my love letter not good?"
This is all written according to your will, and I have changed many of the bad parts according to your wishes. For example, those thoughts I had about having sex with my girlfriend, didn’t you ask me to delete them? Zhang Nuan shook her head and said, “It was all written according to my instructions, and it seems fine, but I always feel that something is missing.” After Zhang Nuan finished speaking, she covered her mouth and frowned as she looked at the love letter I had written. When I heard her say that, I couldn’t help scratching my head, and my scalp fell off all over the table. Then I asked her worriedly, “Is it lacking true feelings?”
If that's the case, it's better not to write it, and let her make the final decision. Zhang Nuan shook her head like a rattle when she heard me say that, and said, "No, you don't lack true feelings at all, and your feelings are a bit too abundant, but your whole article is plain language, and for a girl like your girlfriend who likes literary language, your writing is a bit too vulgar, and there is no final effect. It would be better if you could add a little elegance to it, that kind of vulgarity and elegance, you lack the finishing touch!" I just looked at Zhang Nuan and talked for a long time, and then asked her, don't you like English? Why are you so knowledgeable about Chinese
Zhang Nuan said, as if she was too lazy to talk to me, "English is the Chinese language in foreign countries. I like English because they express emotions directly and make people's hearts beat. But if you don't have a good literary accomplishment, you can't understand some things at all." The more I listened, the more confused I became. Zhang Nuan waved her hand and said, "Forget it, you won't understand these things. Just be the envelope and I'll help you think."
I nodded and started to paste the envelope I wanted with paper. It's not easy for people who haven't done this before, especially Zhang Nuan asked me to fold it with some personal characteristics. In the end, I spent a lot of effort to add a small frog made of paper at the position of the envelope buckle. Zhang Nuan asked me what it was for? I pointed at myself and didn't say anything. Zhang Nuan covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing. I was a little unhappy and asked her what she was laughing about. She said, you mean you are the frog? I nodded and asked what's wrong? She lay on the table and couldn't laugh anymore. She laughed for a long time before she stopped laughing and told me, I thought it was a toad!
I was speechless, and I didn't tell her the rest of the sentence, otherwise I guess she would laugh for the rest of her life, because my frog means that I am a frog prince. Although I am a frog now, as long as Lin Yi kisses me, I will become a prince. At that time, I thought that I would keep this secret in my heart for the rest of my life, and I couldn't let Zhang Nuan know. I finished the envelope, so I asked Zhang Nuan if she could help me think of the last thing? Zhang Nuan said it was almost done, and asked me to wait a little longer. I could only lie on the table and watch Zhang Nuan thinking hard. Finally, Zhang Nuan seemed to suddenly think of something, and took out another notebook from her big Totoro schoolbag, but this notebook was much smaller, and she began to flip through the pages one by one. I asked her curiously, what are you looking for
She said you will know in a while, and then she started to look carefully. Seeing her cover the book so tightly, my curiosity grew stronger, so I secretly sat up and peeked at what was written on her book. But I was a little surprised, because the words written on the book didn't seem to be written by her, because although Zhang Nuan's handwriting was written seriously, it was not good-looking, and it looked a little childish, but the words written on this book were strong and powerful, as if they were written by a boy!
I wanted to ask her who wrote that, but before I could ask, she found me peeking. She turned around and poked my eyes with two fingers, which scared me. Fortunately, I was quick to avoid it. I said, "Fuck, is it that serious?" She used the two fingers that were about to poke my eyes and said, "Try peeking again!" Seeing her like that, I didn't bother to care about what happened to her notebook, because I had been writing for almost a whole night and two evening self-study sessions, and I was exhausted. I just fell asleep on the table. I don't know how much time had passed. It was probably almost time to go back to the dormitory after school. Zhang Nuan pushed my arm. I got up in a daze, wiped the saliva from my mouth, and asked her, "Did you think of it?"
Zhang Nuan was holding her little notebook in one hand, rubbing her eyes with the other hand and said, "I found it, I'm so tired!" I asked her, "What else do you have to write?" Zhang Nuan pointed to a page in her notebook and said, "Write this!" I squinted and looked over. It turned out to be an ancient poem. I couldn't help but frown when I saw it, because I had never heard that Lin Yi liked ancient poems. I pouted and asked her, "Is it okay?" Zhang Nuan glared and said, "I've been looking for you all night, and you ask me if it's okay. If you don't want it, die quickly, or write it for me quickly!"
I scratched my head, and there was nothing else I could do. After all, I had already listened to her, so I didn't care about the last point. I took the last page and prepared to copy the ancient poem she chose. Although Zhang Nuan let me see the poem, she still held it with her hands and asked me to copy it, as if she was worried that I would peek at other places. I couldn't help but smile in my heart, thinking that no matter how smart she was, she was still a little girl after all, tut tut. When I saw the poem, my first feeling was that the title was a bit strange.