Although I ate some breakfast casually, Xia Mu was very energetic during class and was very focused on listening to the class.

When the fourth class was over, everyone walked towards the cafeteria, and she and Jiang Jiashu also ran to the cafeteria.

Ding Sisi lined up in front first, while Xia Mu was at the end.

Jiang Jiashu in the middle has already started ordering dishes, "Order as much meat as you have today, and there will be physical education classes in the afternoon, which will definitely cost you physical energy."

"No matter how much meat you order, it's useless. Auntie's spoon is shaking so hard, you still expect to eat a few pieces of meat, and it may not be enough to stuff the gap between your teeth."

Jiang Jiashu was despair when he heard this and immediately pinched her face, "If you meet a friend who has not eaten breakfast tomorrow, I will give you your own portion to others, and mine cannot."

"That was an accident. Who said that there were multiple people? I just wanted to give it to one person." Xia Mu's mouth was pinched and his words were vague. "You let go first, we have something to say."

"Who would you tell me first that I intercepted my rations halfway?"

Seeing that she was itchy, Xia Mu reached out to attack her and tickled her.

The two of them became a gang, and Xia Mu stepped back and ran into the person behind. She quickly avoided her, sprained her feet and almost fell to the side.

The person behind him reacted quickly, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and easily pulled her back to her original position.

Xia Mu was shocked, turned around and met Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes. His clean eyes were like a calm sea. He could not come in or out if he accidentally bumped into it.

She was instantly in place.

She bumped into him...?

Xia Mu's heart suddenly jumped, and the glance just now seemed to suddenly see her heart, and she felt an unavoidable feeling.

"Be careful." Song Fuxing waited for her to stand firm and withdrew his hand.

Chen Wei, behind Song Fuxing, saw them, "You are the girls in our class who are the most active in eating, faster than our boys."

Jiang Jiashu rolled his eyes, "Are you still a man or a woman when you eat?"

Before Jiang Jiashu finished speaking, his voice disappeared because Zhao Le appeared at the end of the next team.

Although Zhao Le is a sports committee member and loves sports, he likes quiet girls.

Jiang Jiashu has set his sights on him as soon as he entered the school, so he needs to maintain his ladylike image at all times.

Without the arguments between Jiang Jiashu and Chen Wei, they were quiet here.

Xia Mu lined up in front of Song Fuxing and heard his heartbeat more and more clearly. He was so nervous that he hoped that the team would not move forward so that she could stand with him for a longer time.

Chen Wei, who was behind Song Fuxing, saw that they were almost there, and asked, "What do you want to eat in a while?"

"It will be all right."

Song Fuxing's voice came from the noisy cafeteria, right behind her, and even felt like she was talking to her.

She suddenly seemed to have a clue and understood why she suddenly became so abnormal...

After dinner, Ding Sisi returned to the dormitory, and Xia Mu and Jiang Jiashu were wandering on the playground, basking in the sun.

But she was completely unconscious, and she was even wondering where Song Fuxing would go after lunch?

"I saw someone delivering love letters to Zhao Le today. It would be great if I was a different class from him, so I could deliver love letters to him."

Xia Mu paused when he heard this, "Why can't the classmate pass?"

"If he doesn't like to refuse, everyone will look up and see him. How can they afford to lose others? Maybe they won't even have friends at that time."

Xia Mu thought something when he heard this, hesitated for a while and said, "I seem to fall in love with the transfer student in our class."

Jiang Jiashu was drinking mineral water when he heard this and spewed it out loud. He turned his head to look at her, and he didn't even have time to wipe his mouth, "Is it so sudden?"

Xia Mu crushed his toes slightly on the playground, a little twisted, "It's not very sudden..."

Jiang Jiashu thought about it after hearing this, "Your is a bit difficult, it looks very cold, and I have heard that someone has been asking around, and it doesn't feel like a semester will be filled with love letters."

Xia Mu paused slightly, a little worried.

However, Jiang Jiashu is indeed a crow's mouth. His test scores have never been accurate. He said this kind of thing to be accurate.

Although Song Fuxing didn't talk much, he was not excluded from the collective. Although he was distant in temperament, he would not get a response when talking to him. He did not look like he did on the surface and did not look easy to get close to him.

On the contrary, when talking to him, you will feel that you are valued.

He is very polite and will look at you when he speaks. He is young, polite and gentlemanly, and has a very good cultivation.

Such people are luminous everywhere. In less than a week, someone actually handed a love letter to Song Fuxing's drawer.

Xia Mu is obviously an action-oriented person, and he is also very passionate. He carefully wrote a love letter for a week.

However, when I finished writing, I didn’t dare to write Song Fuxing’s name, let alone write my own name.

On this day, she got up at five o'clock in the morning. She put the written love letter into her schoolbag, preparing to find a chance to secretly stuff it into his drawer.

After a week, Shamu is already very good at taking the bus.

She also wrote down Song Fuxing's bus, got up early, transferred to his bus, and took the bus. Unfortunately, she didn't know when he came out, but she never encountered it once.

Xia Mu sat in the car in a daze, as decadent as a rabbit with his ears drooping. In a trance, he saw a familiar figure in front of him getting into the car.

It turns out that he got on the bus at this station!

She paused and panicked completely. Unexpectedly, she actually caught her. She immediately looked at her watch, remembered the exact time point, and planned to go to school at this time in the future.

After just a while of bowing his head, Song Fuxing had already walked here.

As soon as Xia Mu looked up, he met his sight. He quickly suppressed his surprise expression and heartbeat, smiled friendlyly, and greeted him, "Are you taking this bus too?"

"Well, are you taking this car too?" Song Fuxing replied politely after hearing this. After all, he had eaten someone else's bear bread before.

"Yes." Xia Mu nodded quickly and said the reason he had already thought of, "I have used the car at home, so I went to and from school by myself, which is also very convenient."

Song Fuxing nodded when he heard this and did not say more.

They went to school early, and there were not many people on the bus, but the location was full. Song Fuxing was not very close to her, but it was close enough for her, which made her a little nervous.

She looked out the window and wanted to see the scenery, but the light was full of him. The young man was slender and his school uniform became more and more elegant and clean when worn on him, making people unable to help but look at it.

She couldn't calm down and looked at the schoolbag on her legs. She subconsciously covered the love letter hidden in her schoolbag.

You must work harder today and send the love letter out!

Like Song Fuxing, Chen Wei is also a person who often receives love letters.

When I come here in the morning, I usually receive a lot of love letters. Although the momentum is not as strong as Song Fuxing, there are still some.

The two of them are the same deskmates. Every time the love letters on their desks make the male classmates in the class make them often make them quarrel, envy and hateful, and feel like they die of drought and flood.

Song Fuxing was calm. He had been used to receiving love letters since he was a child, so it was naturally not very strange when he saw them.

When she returned home, Song Jiayu saw the love letter he placed casually on the corner of the table and joked, "I have received the love letter again. The classmates from the new school are so enthusiastic. There have been so many letters in just a few days."

She picked up all kinds of pink and tender love letters and read them one by one, and wrote them carefully.

"Song Fuxing, Class 1, Grade 1, is very happy that you can come to our school. I am Xu Ling from Class 2. Can I date you?"

Below is a string of WeChat ID numbers.

Song Jiayu smiled and commented, "This girl is very straightforward and must be very beautiful. Have you ever seen her?"

"No." Song Fuxing was obviously not interested, and looked down at the thick pure English version of the economic trend analysis.

Seeing that he was really not interested, Song Jiayu couldn't help but shake his head, and continued to flip with interest. Suddenly, she flipped into a thick stack of white envelopes. They were too thick and looked completely different from love letters.

"Is this something useful to you?"

Song Fuxing looked up and saw that it was obviously not his thing. He withdrew his gaze and was still dull, "No."

Song Jiayu really dislikes this nephew. How could those little girls like this extremely boring personality?

I'm going to be suffocated to death.

"Your personality is better to find a good partner as soon as possible, so that you can trick one into one, so as not to be found in the future."

Song Jiayu said earnestly. When she took apart the thick stack of letters, she couldn't help but smile, "Which girl is this? I'm writing a review for you, such a thick stack of love letters."

Traditionally, this is not a love letter. Most of it is to share some interesting daily life, but the handwriting is beautiful.

After reading so many love letters, Song Jiayu felt that this letter was written the most sincerely. Although she did not express her love in a straightforward way, she revealed that she liked it very seriously between the lines.

When Song Fuxing heard this, he looked up, obviously he didn't believe that such a thick stack would be love letters, and he was a little curious.

He pressed the book on the table with one hand and reached out to take a page of the letter from Song Jiayu's hand.

Song Jiayu continued to turn the page, "This little girl must like you very much. She has written so many small essays, I'll help you see what your name is..." But she turned to the end but did not sign it, and it was blank. "Why don't there be no name? Did you write too much and forget to write your name?"

Song Fuxing glanced at the handwriting on it, and it was obvious that he had seen it before.

He looked up at the course schedule posted on the door not far away. The handwriting on it was beautiful, obviously written by a girl.

He put down his letter and continued reading, "No need to look for it, I know who it is."

If you don’t write a name, you will know who it is. Such a tacit understanding will definitely lead to a chance!

"Are you a classmate in the class? What do you look like? Are there any photos? Let me show you it?"

Song Fuxing seemed to feel noisy, looked up at her, with a serious expression, "Aunt, I'm going to study."

Seeing that Song Jiayu couldn't pry out the things, she had to give up, "Okay, you study hard, what about these letters?"

Song Fuxing took a look and looked at the book in his hand, "No."

"What a pity to throw it away. As for so many girls, you can take a look at it." Song Jiayu felt a little regretful.

Song Fuxing didn't speak after hearing this, obviously he was not interested in these topics.

Song Jiayu had no choice but to take the love letter on his desk and leave the study room, and couldn't help but sigh.
Chapter completed!