Song Fuxing did not take the love letters into his heart. Every day when he went to the classroom, he put breakfast next to the windowsill.

He glanced at it and ignored it.

Chen Wei, who was standing beside him, also saw him. He hurried out in the morning. Before he had time to have breakfast, he waited for Song Fuxing to see him and asked, "Is it for you breakfast?"

When both of their love letters are confused, let alone breakfast, but love letters are easier to distinguish. After all, they have signed names, but breakfast cannot be distinguished.

"It's not mine." Song Fuxing pulled open the stool and sat down.

It was not for Song Fuxing, but for him. After all, there were only two of them at the window.

He reached out to grab the breakfast, and the packaging was very careful. It would be a pity to leave it like this every day for nothing, "Then I'll eat it."

"Yes." Song Fuxing didn't even raise his eyes, obviously not caring.

After Xia Mu's love letter was sent out, he met Song Fuxing again, but he did not respond, obviously he didn't know.

While she was happy, she was wondering, would such a thick love letter scare him?

She couldn't control herself as soon as she wrote it, and wanted to share everything she was happy with, but she went beyond it as she wrote it.

Such a love letter will take a long time to write, and the second letter will not be so fast.

During this period, Xia Mu brought him food from time to time, worried that he would not have breakfast. After all, he had a hard time studying and if he didn't eat better, his nutrition would not be able to keep up.

But she turned her head and took a secret glance, but found that Song Fuxing was not eating, but Chen Wei was eating.

She stopped for a moment, and she hadn't noticed these things before. She only thought that Song Fuxing didn't like to eat, so she bought food in a variety of ways.

Now that he looks like he has had breakfast every morning and needs to be snacks in the afternoon.

On a sunny afternoon, there were classmates playing on the playground. Amid the noise, a corner of the campus garden seemed particularly quiet.

Spring is lush, unknown wild flowers and weeds are growing quietly, and the sun shines through the leaves, reflecting a quiet atmosphere.

Song Fuxing was sitting quietly reading a book, but the cry of a kitten came from a distance, and the small sound was very penetrating.

He frowned slightly and looked up.

It was not just because of the kitten, but also accompanied by human meows. Although the sound was very low, he could still hear it.

The sounds came one after another, and they never stopped.

Song Fuxing put down the book casually, stood up and walked towards the source of the sound. When the sound got closer, a kitten hid in the grass and howled.

There was a little girl hiding beside the pillar. Her school uniform was a little loose on her body, and she was squatting there.

She looked at the kitten hiding in the bushes of the pavilion and coaxed her softly with the sausage in her hand, "Meow~"

The kitten meowed for a long time before slowly crawling out and opening his mouth to eat.

Xia Mu immediately reached out and grabbed the back of its skin. His voice was very small, and he blamed him gently, "Shh, don't disturb others' studies, I'll buy you delicious food."

The lively and naughty little girl caught the cat and immediately ran forward quickly with the kitten like a thief, as if she was afraid that the kitten's scream would make people noise.

Song Fuxing stood there, quietly watching him, carrying the kitten away, the sun shining on her body, her high ponytail was gently swaying, her hair was slightly bent, and she felt a little furry.

Looking from a distance, it seemed like a little haired rabbit ran away with a cat.

Chen Wei heard the movement and came over with a book, and went up to take pictures of Song Fuxing, "You have also found this secret base, and I also said where have you been?" He looked along his gaze, but he didn't see anything, and he was a little confused, "What are you looking at?"

Song Fuxing withdrew his gaze and walked back, "Nothing."

Chen Wei immediately turned around and pretended to be careless and asked, "Lin Qi also comes here occasionally. Have you seen her?"

"No." Song Fuxing obviously didn't pay attention to the people around him. If it weren't for the meowing of the cat, he probably wouldn't have known that Xia Mu had been here.

Chen Wei reached out and touched the book in his hand, a little regretful.

After Xia Mu caught the cat, he quickly grabbed Song Fuxing from the place where he was reading. The kitten would scream when he was hungry, which would inevitably disturb his thinking about learning.

After all, they found such a quiet place to read books, so they definitely didn't want to be disturbed.

After she fed the little cat, she went back to the classroom.

At the afternoon class meeting, everyone started to run for class cadres. In fact, it was similar to before and there was no major change.

After selecting class leaders, it will be a blackboard newspaper.

Fu Li stood on the podium and looked at the students, "The blackboard newspaper is about to be released again. Do you want to participate? Be positive. This is the honor of the class."

"Let Xia Mu paint. Her paintings are the best in our class, and she can be evaluated every time she draws them."

"Yes, Xia Mu paints well, and no other classes can match."

Fu Li looked at Xia Mu after hearing this, "Xia Mu, all the classmates recommend you, are you willing to draw?"

Xia Mu nodded, "I do, teacher."

Fu Li nodded when he heard this, obviously very satisfied. He glanced at the entire class and said, "It's too tiring to draw the blackboard newspaper by one person. Xia Mu comes to paint, and another person who writes."

The class was silent. Even if someone wanted to contribute, the blackboard newspaper was not as good as on paper, so it was difficult to write well. It was not an easy thing to be neat and pleasing to the eye.

After a while of silence, the class monitor took the lead and said, "Teacher, I think the new classmate's handwriting is very good, so why not let him try it."

Xia Mu's hands tightened slightly when he heard this, and his heartbeat missed.

Everyone agreed with this sound. After all, I had seen Song Fuxing's calligraphy before and it was written very well.

Fu Li also thought Song Fuxing's calligraphy was very good, so he immediately looked at Song Fuxing in the back row, "Song Fuxing, I'll let you write the words on this blackboard newspaper, how about it?"

"Okay." Song Fuxing simply replied that he would participate in matters related to class honors.

"Then you start painting after school. Xia Mu, you are more experienced in drawing blackboard newspapers. Then let me tell you about it. You two will discuss how to cooperate with drawing this blackboard newspaper. Time is tight, so you can grasp it."

After Fu Li finished speaking, Song Fuxing and her responded at the same time.

Xia Mu was nervous and secretly happy when he heard his voice. Although he was calm on his face, his heart was about to jump.

The last class in the afternoon was a class meeting. After all the matter was explained, there was not much time left.

A class passed easily, and the closer it was to the end of get out of class, the more nervous Xia Mu became and could not even concentrate his thoughts.

It was not until the bell rang that she forced her thoughts back.

She is going to draw the blackboard newspaper with Song Fuxing, and the two of them are drawing together!!

Xia Mu was so nervous that his classmates left one after another. Jiang Jiashu made a cheerful move for her, with an exaggerated expression and said silently: "Roar, I'll hold the handsome man back."

Xia Mu was afraid of being seen, so he immediately pushed her out, "Go away quickly!"

Jiang Jiaha laughed downstairs, making her laughter heard on the opposite floor.

Xia Mu was interrupted and calmed down a lot. He went to the book corner to take out the blackboard newspaper and looked for patterns related to the theme.

But her eyes subconsciously turned to him, and Song Fuxing was right beside her. She was embarrassed to call him to do things, so she quickly calmed down her thoughts and looked carefully at the pattern book in her hand.

As soon as she became serious, she couldn't notice the situation around her, and she didn't know when Song Fuxing walked to her side.

By the time I discovered it, I had been standing beside her for a while.

Song Fuxing looked at the book she was holding, obviously without experience in drawing blackboard newspapers, "What do I need to do?"

Xia Mu was startled when he heard his voice coming from beside him, and almost couldn't hold the notebook in his hand.

Song Fuxing was not very close to her, and there was an arm's distance between her. Seeing her frightened, she paused slightly, "Scared?"

Xia Mu hurriedly raised his eyes, met his eyes, and quickly withdrew his gaze, "No, it's because I didn't pay attention."

After she finished speaking, thinking of the question he had just asked, she quickly explained, "You can find information related to this issue's topic. If you have the right one, you can write it down."

Song Fuxing responded when he heard this, and all the classmates left, and there were only students on duty in the classroom.

Xia Mu looked at Song Fuxing and planned to treat him as much as possible as possible as a classmate who had worked together to draw blackboard newspapers together, otherwise she would not even be able to concentrate on her thoughts.

She handed him the blackboard newspaper book in her hand, and pointed out the patterns on it with her fine white fingers, "I want to draw these patterns, and there is such a layout. Do you think it is suitable for the theme?"

Song Fuxing obviously had no research on these things. He took a look and felt that they were all the same, "Everything is OK."

"Then I will first make the grid and draw the pattern at this position. You can arrange the lines here. After drawing the lines, you can write on it."

"good."

Song Fuxing had no objection. Although it was just a simple word, it was inadvertently rippled in Xia Mu's ears.

He will definitely be very gentle to his girlfriend in the future, right?

Xia Mu's thoughts were far away, he was stunned for a while, and quickly took the blackboard wiper and prepared to wipe the blackboard newspaper he had left.

Song Fuxing directly reached out to take the blackboard eraser from her hand, "I'll do it."

Before Xia Mu could refuse, the blackboard eraser came to him.

Song Fuxing went up to wipe the blackboard. The boy who did things quietly was really at ease. His family tutoring was really good. Even though he was not a person of personality and did not like to talk, it would not make people uncomfortable when getting along.

Xia Mu completely gave up what she had just thought, she couldn't distinguish between public and private affairs.

Song Fuxing is Song Fuxing, not another classmate at all...

She turned around and went to the bathroom to bring a basin of water. After wiping the blackboard, she had to wipe it with water to clean it. Of course, Song Fuxing had to take care of this job.

After they finished their preparations, all the students on duty had left, the lively school had returned to silence, leaving only the vague noise of playing basketball on the playground.

Chalk is written gently on the blackboard, Xia Mu stands on the table and draws the upper right corner, looking at Song Fuxing who is writing in the lower corner of the other side.
To be continued...