Xu Jiaru spent the whole day thinking wildly at home. After five o'clock in the afternoon, after having a hastily dinner, she put on her schoolbag and went back to school for self-study in the evening.
The school is very close to home, Xu Jiaru arrived at the school in less than 20 minutes, and it was nearly half an hour before the evening self-study began. There were a few people sitting in the classroom, some rushing for homework, some to eat, and some chatting and gossip. of.
Xu Jiaru sat down against the wall, took out a sketchbook from his schoolbag and opened it. The first page was a man in a suit with one hand on his chest, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the crescent moon in the sky and drinking leisurely. Coffee, delicate and picturesque, and tall and straight.
She couldn't help but gently traced it on the sketchbook, the corners of her mouth rose slightly unconsciously, and a pair of watery eyes stared at the man on the drawing, as if she wanted to engrave him deeply in her heart.
At this moment, Xu Jiaru was patted on the shoulder suddenly, and she wanted to cover the sketchbook with her hands and feet in a panic, but the man had already taken advantage of the situation to sit in front of her. Mei Mei, lying on the table thiefly said: "Yo, we Jiaru beautiful beauty is feeling lovesick again."
"You scared me to death." Xu Jia glared at Fang Ziyao angrily.
Fang Ziyao shrugged nonchalantly, sighed helplessly and said, "I said why are you so dead-headed, you hang yourself on your elder brother Fei's thousand-year-old iron tree and don't look back, look back, the large area behind you is waiting for you. How beautiful is the Yuyu forest that you love, how much better than your brother Fei's icy ice cubes!"
"You are not allowed to speak of him like that." Xu Jiaru glared at Fang Ziyao, pursed her lips and retorted, "He was not like this before, you have no idea how good he is to me—"
"Stop, stop, you didn't bother me." Fang Ziyao interrupted her quickly, she really felt that her best friend was stunned, and she didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup her brother Fei gave her, so Jiaru refused. All the people who confessed were only sad for him.
Seeing Xu Jiaru staring at the sketchbook obsessively, Fang Ziyao also leaned her head over. In fact, she read it many times, but every time she looked at it again, she couldn't help but admire: "Jiaru, your drawings are so beautiful."
Xu Jiaru smiled and said proudly, "That's because my brother Fei looks good."
Fang Ziyao pouted in disapproval. She didn't believe that there are such good-looking people in the world. This is definitely Xu Jiaru's own filter to beautify it like this. What's wrong with the little fresh meat
"That's right." Fang Ziyao suddenly remembered something, opened his schoolbag, took out two letters and two gift boxes and put them on Xu Jiaru's table, "This is what someone asked me to give to you—"
Before she could finish her words, Xu Jiaru glanced at it and understood what it was, and directly refused: "I don't want it, you can either go back or keep it for yourself."
"I want to keep it, but it's not for me." Fang Ziyao muttered, "Besides, life without a love letter is not perfect, why don't you accept it as a souvenir, as long as you don't agree? ."
Xu Jiaru glanced suspiciously at the cover of the love letter, which was scrawled with the words "Xu Jiaru Collection" written in black water-based pen. It was really ugly and a bit stinging. She looked away with disgust, between the electric light and flint. She suddenly remembered what happened many years ago, and she couldn't hold back her excitement. She looked at Fang Ziyao with bright eyes, and said in surprise, "Thank you, Yaoyao, you help me ask for a sick leave for the teacher, I have something to do. I'll leave first, I love you."
"Hey, where are you going?" Fang Ziyao asked loudly.
Xu Jiaru waved his hand without looking back: "Go home and find a love letter!"
…
Sister Liu was packing things in the living room. When she saw Xu Jia running in from outside, she asked in surprise, "Little Miss, why are you back? Did you forget something?"
"I'll ask for leave if I have something to do. You're busy with your own business, don't worry about me." Xu Jiaru said with a somewhat excited smile.
"Little Miss looks very happy, is there anything good?" Sister Liu was also infected by her excitement and couldn't help asking.
"Ah, is there any?" Xu Jiaru smirked, raised his hand to touch his neck unconsciously, "Then I'll go up first."
"Okay." Mrs. Liu shook her head and smiled, and then quickly instructed, "I prepared a late-night snack in the kitchen. Young lady, you eat less at night, remember to eat it hot when you are hungry."
"Understood, thank you Sister Liu." Xu Jiaru responded, turned around and entered the room, threw her schoolbag on the bed, and immediately fell to the ground and pulled out a small box from under the bed.
It was a dusty box, old but very clean. I think it was the reason why Mrs. Liu often cleaned it.
Xu Jiaru felt agitated in her heart. She hugged the box and sat on the rug against the bed. Suddenly, she saw that her hands on the cover were trembling slightly, and she felt a little homeless in her heart.
She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths before carefully opening the lid. There were many things inside—such as Barbie dolls, fairy tale books, watercolor pens, building blocks, puzzles, etc., which were all given to her by Fei’s brother when she was a child. Xu Jiaru took them one by one. When she came out to see it, the scenes of the past floated in front of her eyes, moistening her eyes. The more she looked at her, the sweetness and sorrow in her heart became more and more intense, intertwined so that she didn't know whether she was crying or laughing, or both.
The box was gradually empty, and there was only a yellowed notebook at the bottom, and next to it was an old pencil with a thick round tip.
At this moment, Xu Jiaru's memory was instantly pulled back to that sunny afternoon in the orphanage. A young man with clear eyes and a warm voice led her to write down the names of the two...
Xu Jiaru's hand loosened, tightened and loosened, and after repeated several times, she made up her mind to reach out and pick up the book.
When she opened the cover, the handwriting on the first page was still as vigorous and handsome as she remembered. Her trembling hand gently touched it, and his clear and pleasant voice seemed to sound in her ear: "You and me, Jiaru and Xie Fei..."
This is the first and last love letter in her life.
In a trance, Xu Jiaru's eyes were blurred, and hot tears poured out of her eyes and dripped down her cheeks on her hands. She was stunned for a moment, only to realize that before she knew it, tears had already rained down.
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When Xu Jia came downstairs, she had already sorted out her mood, except for the redness in her eyes, she could no longer see any trace of crying.
"Sister Liu?" Xu Jiaru called out twice, but no one answered. Only then did she realize that it was almost eleven o'clock. No wonder she felt a little hungry.
She patted her stomach, walked straight to the kitchen, brought out the supper prepared by Mrs. Liu from the refrigerator and put it in the microwave to heat it up in a few minutes.
"Ding-dong-"
As soon as Xu Jiaru put the supper on the table, the doorbell rang. She was stunned for a moment, then she was overjoyed, and walked towards the entrance in three steps.
It must be Brother Fei coming back. He hasn't come back so early in a long time, just in time to have supper together...
She was so happy in her head that she never thought about how someone with the key would ring the doorbell
Xu Jiaru happily opened the door, the faint smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of a woman's perfume rushed to his face, followed by three familiar men - Xie Fei and his two life friends, Tang Jun and Guo Rong.
She froze for a moment, looked at Xie Fei worriedly, and said anxiously, "What happened to brother Fei?"
Tang Jun waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's alright, he's just drunk, just take a nap."
"Xiao Jiaru, do you have any hangover medicine at home? Let's feed Da Shao Xie one first. It's been so many years, and he still can't drink it. Two glasses of wine fell down." Guo Rong said.
"Yes." Xu Jiaru nodded. Taking advantage of the time they were helping Xie Fei into the house, he hurried to the living room to find the medicine box, took a hangover medicine, poured another glass of warm water, and trotted after him.
Tang Jun and the two helped Xu Jiaru hold Xie Fei's head, and fed him the medicine three or two times. Guo Rong clapped his hands as if his merits were complete, hugged Tang Jun's shoulders and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm going home, my waist is about to fall apart. already."
Tang Jun slapped his paws away in disgust, looked at Xu Jiaru and said, "It's getting late, we'll leave, we won't disturb your rest."
Xu Jiaru nodded and got up to send the two out. She was standing at the entrance, feeling a little complicated and even a little uncomfortable. She wanted to ask what they were doing today and why brother Fei smelled like a woman's perfume, but in the end she still wanted to open her mouth. The words stopped.
Seeing her like this, Tang Jun couldn't guess what she was thinking, so he lowered his head and sniffed at his collar, and pretended to complain and scolded: "Guo Rong, this flower and butterfly, provokes women everywhere, and I am covered in trouble. I can't stand the smell."
Speaking of this, he said to Xu Jiaru as if he had remembered something: "Jiaru, Xie Fei must have got a lot of it on his body. You can wipe him off later, so that he won't sleep well."
Xu Jiaru's uneasy heart instantly calmed down, she nodded happily and was about to agree, but Guo Rong, who was next to her, muttered, "Where is the smell? It's quite fragrant, Xiao Jiaru, do you smell it?" Then, he handed his sleeve to Xu Jiaru and looked at her expectantly.
The smell became stronger as it got closer, and it was exactly the same as the smell on Xie Fei's body. Xu Jiaru wrinkled her nose unhappily. She didn't like the smell of others on Brother Fei's body.
She pursed her lips and spit out a word coldly: "Smelly."
Guo Rong widened his eyes in disbelief, clutching his chest and mourning: "Xiao Jiaru, you broke my heart, be careful!"
Tang Jun kicked his ass, rolled his eyes and said, "The actor, go home."
Guo Rong waved at Xu Jiaru, rubbed his butt and chased after him: "Fuck you, Tang Jun, you pay for my tender butt..."
After watching the two leave in the car, Xu Jiaru closed the door and went to Xie Fei's room. He lay quietly on the bed, probably because he was drunk and had a headache. , the upright tie that has always been tied was also torn apart at will, revealing a delicate and tangible collarbone...
Xu Jiaru swallowed dryly, this lazy and charming brother Fei was really foul, she walked to the bedside and squatted down, a trembling hand stretched out.