Love Letters

Chapter 233 It’s not garbage, it’s notes

She saw him coming out of the corridor, watched him get into the car, and watched the car leave...

Only when everything was out of sight did she confirm that Xu Mobai had left.

After he really left, He Miao returned to the classroom alone.

She had been holding back from shedding a single tear in front of him, not wanting him to see her in tears.

"Miao'er, the school committee member........."

Before Liu Feifei finished speaking, she saw He Miao's red eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Du Yuze also came over, completely confused, "When is the birthday surprise...ah!"

He had only said half of his words when Liu Feifei pinched him.

"Can you please have some insight?"

Liu Feifei pulled him aside and scolded him in a low voice.

"What happened? I don't know anything."

Du Yuze spread his hands, looking confused.

Looking at the still intoxicatingly blue sky outside the window, He Miao's eyes suddenly became blurred.

Tears dripped onto the test paper one by one, quickly smudged the black handwriting and turned it into a black mass.

I had to go to class without having time to compose myself.

Hu Datu came in hurriedly a few minutes after the class bell rang.

It's really strange. People who usually wait in the classroom before the bell rings are late today.

However, He Miao does not have the energy to think about these issues now.

The pain in my heart is like a seed that is filled with water, then swells, and then takes root and sprouts...

At first, she just held up her textbook to cover her face, and then kept wiping the tears from her face with her hands.

However, I couldn't stop crying and my nose started to run at this time.

Her nose was blocked and she kept wiping it with tissues, but her nose was not unblocked.

There was a breath stuck in my throat and I couldn't breathe it out, making me feel uncomfortable.

After finally wiping her nose, her eyes became wet again, and then she lay on the table and sobbed quietly.

Hu Datu also saw her like this.

He tried calling her, but she didn't respond, so he gave up.

He looked away and sighed softly.

He Miao and Xu Mobai have a good relationship, and almost everyone from the teachers to the classmates knows about it.

In the penultimate physics class, the teacher's voice echoed in the quiet afternoon.

She didn't look at the blackboard, but at the late summer trees outside the window, which were divided into breathing bookmarks by the iron bars of the window.

More than once, when I was concentrating on thinking, I stared at the branches outside the window for a long time.

I caught a glimpse of the playground in the distance out of the corner of my eye, and was instantly brought back to the memories of that period of time.

She was knocked off the wall by the ball and then carried to the school infirmary... This was the beginning of her memory with Xu Mobai.

After crying, He Miao wanted to sleep. After the school bell rang, she buried her head in her arms and ignored everyone.

"He Miao."

Suddenly she heard someone calling her and she subconsciously looked up.

An old fan was creaking overhead, the air was filled with the scent of the original Liushen floral water, a little light was coming through from behind the curtains, and it was already dusk when I woke up.

Looking at the mottled shadows of the trees outside the window, she seemed to have had a short and light dream. She woke up suddenly and realized that it was all a dream.

"What seed?"

Apparently because she didn't respond, the other party called her again.

Hearing the voice, He Miao turned around and looked over.

It was Wang Youzhi, who was covered in sweat, as if he had just come back from playing ball.

"I saw you lying there after school, and you were still here after playing ball."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

"Ready to go back."

He Miao yawned and responded while packing his things.

"I forgot about it while playing ball, but I didn't expect you to be here yet. It's a good opportunity for you to take your things back by yourself."

As he spoke, he placed a thick pile of books on her desk.

"Give."

"what?"

"The notes Mo Bai gave you."

"Who wants his garbage?"

He Miao reached out and pushed the notebooks away. One of them was hit against the edge and fell down after a few seconds.

He Miao wanted to catch it, but failed.

“It’s not garbage, it’s notes.”

Wang Youzhi picked up the things and put them back on the table.

"You don't want it but I do."

“That’s something he doesn’t want either.”

"I don't care about the grudge between you two. I'm only responsible for bringing the things."

Having said that, he was about to leave.

But after walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Mo Bai said if you can't bring it back, let me carry it back for you."

"no need."

"Who are you looking down on?"

Afraid that they would fall again, He Miao pulled them back.

After looking at it for a few seconds, he finally stuffed the notes into his bag one by one.

There are a lot of people on the bus today.

Maybe it’s because it’s a holiday, there are still a lot of people here even though it’s not school time.

He Miao was squeezed for several stops before he finally found an empty seat to sit down at the place where Xu Mobai usually got off.

It was getting dark.

Looking out of the car window, night has fallen and the whole city is plunged into darkness.

I had been suppressing myself just now, and now I suddenly feel like crying.

She glanced inside the car and saw that there were only a few people left, and they were all wearing headphones.

She relaxed and began to cry quietly against her seat.

It’s uncomfortable when you cry, and it’s even more uncomfortable after you finish crying.

"What's the matter?"

Before he even entered the door, he was caught by Zhang Meili who had just returned.

She had sharp eyes and noticed her red and swollen eyes at once.

"Why are you crying?"

"Didn't cry!"

He Miao blinked and turned his head away, "The wind blinded me."

The reason was so lame that it couldn't even fool He Dahai, let alone Zhang Meili.

"Didn't do well in the exam?"

She ignored He Miao's reason and asked a different question.

"Isn't this a good test?"

After seeing the transcript, Zhang Meili rarely did not criticize her immediately.

He Miao didn't know what to say next, so he just followed her topic and said, "I have a big question that I know how to answer, but I don't have time to finish it. Wuwuwuwu........."

"It's good to have this awareness, but are you crying because of it?"

He Miao sniffed, "We only have five days off for National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival, woohoo!"

"Five days is more than enough. You're still thinking about playing at this time."

He Miao did not respond and went back to his room silently.

She sat at the table in a daze for a while, and suddenly remembered Xu Mobai's notes.

So, he picked up the bag again.

I have to say, there are really a lot of notes, no wonder it is so heavy...

There are many, many notebooks, covering all subjects, from the first to the third year of high school.

If the notes from the first year of high school are for elementary school students to read, they are things that can help her get started.

Now, these are undoubtedly the most suitable notes for her to prepare for the college entrance examination.

Some key and difficult points are also explained using relatively common examples.

Is this something that can be produced in a year or two?

He wouldn't just do this for her without paying attention in class, would he?

He Miao flipped through the pages casually. The first book was Chinese. The title page looked very familiar.

As I was flipping through the pages, something fell out.

That piece of paper looked familiar, as if it was torn from one of his notebooks before...

Looks like a letter?

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