Love Letters

Chapter 111 Hook her finger, hold it, play with it

Hearing the voice, Xu Mobai seemed to be relieved.

He tightened his hands and nodded his head straight at He Miao's back.

Recalling today, after running, he looked for her everywhere, but she ran into Jiang Yifeng first...

His chin unconsciously rested on her shoulder and he tilted his head to look at her.

"I'm so tired today. My arms hurt and my fingers are sore."

Their hands were still touching, and he clearly looked like he was so tired that he wanted to fall asleep, but he was still interested in hooking her fingers, holding them, and playing with them.

Young people grow up fast, and as they grow physically, the desires in their hearts also grow.

The body in his arms was so soft and gentle, and she was wearing the same school uniform as his, and for a moment he felt a little distracted.

I really wish time would stop here forever...my teenage years.

Perhaps because the window was open, the air in the room was filled with the scent of flowers.

The atmosphere between the two of them also contained a vague sense of confusion.

The moonlight quietly climbed up the windowsill and then fell to the floor, casting a clear light on the ground.

On autumn nights, all senses become sensitive.

An unknown emotion in the body began to slowly breed, take root, grow, clamor, and then inexplicably wanted to break out of the ground.

Even though he was the one who agreed not to talk about it, it seems like he will be the one who can’t help himself.

As if absorbing the breath from her body, the man on her back leaned on her for a while, until He Miao's stomach growled, and then he let go.

"You...are you confused or not awake?"

He Miao's shoulders were straight and he didn't dare to move.

"Let's go, go back."

As if his rationality had returned, Xu Mobai was no longer as confused and defenseless as before.

The voice was normal except for a hint of hoarseness from being ground by sand and gravel after being suppressed with great effort.

"I didn't eat much at night."

Hearing this, He Miao bit her lower lip, her face flushed with shame, and her voice became extremely thin.

A low laugh came to her ear, his voice ending in a smile, his voice was clean and gentle, like a feather gently scratching her heart.

He got up before her, put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head and looked at her, "Let's go eat something to fill our stomachs first."

"oh......."

He Miao was about to stand up, but he sat back down immediately after he stood up.

"He Miao!"

Xu Mobai suddenly exclaimed, his tone full of anxiety and worry.

He Miao was not frightened by the sudden weakness of his legs, but was shocked by Xu Mobai's reaction.

"what happened?"

Xu Mobai seemed to realize that his reaction was too much, and he softened, but still looked worried.

"My legs are numb."

He Miao pointed at his legs, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Xu Mobai reached out to help her straighten her legs, and then gave her a massage.

“Are you tired of running?”

"Tiring! But much easier than studying."

As she spoke, she stretched out her other leg as well.

Like an old man, he pointed at his legs and said, "This hurts, this hurts."

Xu Mobai showed no impatience and pressed the areas she pointed to one by one.

"I usually couldn't get the grades and rankings in the examination hall, but I got them on the playground these days."

He Miao felt somewhat proud, and expressed his feelings while enjoying himself.

"It would be nice if my body could react a little faster."

Hearing this, the hand that was massaging her legs paused, "Are you feeling unwell?"

He Miao pointed at his head and said, "I feel like sometimes my sense of direction is not good and my balance is not good enough."

"The last time I was running 400 meters, my vision went dark and I almost fell down. Maybe that's why I can't concentrate on my studies?"

On Friday night on campus, He Miao went to buy some grilled sausages to eat.

The two walked along the school pond towards the school gate.

"What are you going to do tomorrow, Saturday?"

Xu Mobai was the first to break the silent atmosphere, and his light voice reached her ears.

"I plan to help out in my family's store."

He Miao chewed the grilled sausage in her mouth. The meat and aroma spread in her mouth, so hot that she couldn't even close her mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

There was a curve at the corner of his lips, and his words of reproach were full of tenderness.

After swallowing it down with great difficulty, she suddenly stopped and looked at him, "Xu Mobai, which school are you going to go to in the future?"

After a short pause, he lowered his voice, looked at the street lamp not far away, and said seriously: "I don't know."

"Maybe I'm too confused to make a choice."

She shrank her palms slightly, then smiled, speaking in a natural and teasing tone.

Hearing this, his eyes fell on her face. He thought for a moment and suddenly asked her, "What about you? What are your plans for the future?"

His voice, which had suppressed his smile, suddenly became a little deeper and colder.

"I'll go wherever anyone wants me."

He Miao's eyes dimmed, with a hint of self-mockery in them, and he spoke with understanding.

"Xu Mobai, you must help me. I will study hard."

The girl walked over with a smile, and when she got closer, she could smell the very obvious smell of grilled sausages.

"it is good."

He laughed, his voice was clear and pure, with the youthful spirit and exuberance.

The cold white light from the street lamps was all focused on the boy, and his smooth jawline was extremely obvious.

For the first time, the two talked about the future, college and longer-term plans.

Weekend, He Ji Tofu Shop.

"It's rare that I take the initiative to come and help you, isn't it good?"

He Miao felt aggrieved while mopping the floor.

"You're lucky enough not to make things worse."

Zhang Meili saw that she was mopping the floor very vigorously, as if she was trying to peel off a layer of skin from the floor. "Why are you acting like a cursed spirit so early in the morning? You have such a strong grudge."

"How can I not feel resentful if I don't sleep in on a good weekend?"

He Miao felt a little aggrieved. She pursed her lips and complained in a low voice, "I really am working hard but getting no thanks."

"Our Miaomiao has grown up and become sensible."

He Dahai never hesitates to praise He Miao. He thinks she is truly his own daughter, perfect in every way.

"Seeing you take the initiative to do housework, I am so happy that I want to cry."

He Miao: Needless to say, it seems like she rarely does housework in thousands of years.

"By the way, is my uncle going to jail?"

While collecting garbage, He Miao asked casually.

Hearing this, He Dahai's face changed slightly, and he stammered, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about anything."

"Don't mind your children so much."

Zhang Meili glared at her.

"I...I'm just asking."

He Miao buried his head and spoke in a muffled voice.

In the evening, the temperature dropped and the wind gradually became stronger.

"Hey! Little sister."

On the way back, she passed a bar and several men whistled at her.

He Miao lowered his head and quickened his pace.

"That's the girl from Ho's Tofu Shop."

"Hahaha, looking at that frightened look, it's obvious that he's scared."

"Would you like to catch up and take a look?"

Hearing a joking voice behind him, He Miao turned the corner and started running.