Chapter 1962 Green Tea Strategy 108 Styles of Xueshen (31)

Fortunately, the Qi family valued Qi Mingyang, and at least one room per person was still available, which prevented this relationship from being exposed prematurely.

But when he thought about it, Qi Mingyang could only chew on the memories between himself and Xia Qiu, like an old cow, ruminating over and over again.

He doesn't have a mobile phone or a computer, and sometimes he smirks when he thinks about it. When emotions come, Qi Mingyang can't help picking up his pen. He finds a nice notebook and writes down his emotions, thoughts, and handwriting seriously in the notebook.

Qi Mingyang has already decided on the reason for the second grade of high school.

As a science student, his literary talent is not outstanding, and when he writes something similar to a love letter, he is also straightforward.

"I saw a certain topic today, and I suddenly thought of you. I didn't think of it when I was in school. Now when I get home, I think of your lively appearance when we discussed this topic with me. I like it very much."

"I'm thinking of you at this time. The moon outside is very good, and the night view of the countryside is beautiful. If I have a chance, I will take you back to see it. You will like it too."

"Today I was discussing with my family about my college entrance examination application. My family wanted me to apply to Tongji University and choose a popular major. Before I met you, I wanted to study civil engineering, but after I met you, I wanted to be a doctor because doctors make money. Let you live a good life with me."

Qi Mingyang doesn't know how to be romantic, but after he wrote these plain and straightforward narratives, he felt that they were extremely hypocritical, but he was reluctant to tear them up, and he certainly didn't want to show Xia Qiu to read them.

So I treasured it well, pressed it under the box where I stacked books, wrapped it well with old clothes, and put moth balls to prevent moths from eating.

As for Xia Qiu, she really lost contact. During the Chinese New Year, she found an excuse to find He Nannan and spend the New Year at He Nannan's house.

The He family's parents liked her very much, and He Nannan was also very happy to see her.

It was during this time that Xia Qiu and He Nannan really became best friends.

Between girlfriends, there is something about someone they like, so naturally they can't hide it at all.

He Nannan saw that Xia Qiu was very calm, and she didn't look like a little girl in love, so she couldn't help but asked Xia Qiu doubtfully, if she had no contact with Qi Mingyang at all, wouldn't she miss him?

Xia Qiu smiled slightly, only saying that he had a good heart.

But in fact, every time there is a ding dong in her mind, and her favorability +1, Xia Qiu knows that Qi Mingyang is thinking about her once.

+1 again means to read it again.

This kind of separation for a period of time, it feels good to let the feelings slowly settle.

Like that little poem.

At that time, the carriages and horses were far away, letters were very slow, and I only loved one person in my life.

It just so happens that now is a society where concubines are not allowed, such a rare ferment of longing, a quiet thought, Xia Qiu also enjoys this feeling of longing.

Whenever there is a hint of +1 favorability in my mind, Xia Qiu will silently reply in my heart, I miss you too.

Look, what a special way to communicate.

It's just that I can't explain it in this way, even if it is explained, He Nannan doesn't understand it.

This is probably a kind of fun?

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After the beginning of the new year, the first light snow has passed, and before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, high schools have started school one after another, reports.

Successive students are rushing to the school.

Qi Mingyang was probably one of the first to arrive. On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, he took a car and arrived at the dormitory that night.

After tidying up everything in the dormitory, with a red thread in his pocket and a copper coin tied to it, he went to the phone booth and dialed the number in his heart.

Listening to the beeping sound inside, I suddenly realized that I couldn't wait, even a little nervous.