Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 353 Wife’s Love Letter

"Dear classmate Xu Qingwei:"

The first thing that catches the eye is this line of text.

What a fool, dear Yigang.

Xiao Yao flicked the letter in his hand with his fingers and let it unfold. The paper made a rustling sound.He raised his eyes and continued to look down.

"Writing letters has never been my specialty. For you, my heart has been full of emotions in the past two days. Therefore, I chose to write you a letter late at night after I just finished my homework."

Xiao Yao shook his head.

You're not very good at this.

"Before reading this, I knew that you might have some concerns, but I didn't. But I knew that if I didn't fight for it, I would have nothing."

I'm worried about your grandma's mouth, Xiao Yao thought.Mom, it’s only been two days since I transferred to another school. It’s been two days, comrade, who can you send it to?

"You are like a ray of light shining into my dark sky..."

Don't tell me, I still feel the same way about this.

The Gospel of John begins by saying that the light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not receive the light…

Xiao Yao continued to look down.

"I once thought that life was a linear journey, and if I missed it, I would miss it. But then I discovered that some things are reincarnated and fateful. There is no way to escape until the fate is over. ..."

Xiao Yao: "???"

I don't know why, but I feel jealous.

Neuropathy.

There were several pages of flowery words that were turned over and over again with empty content, which made Xiao Yao feel deeply ashamed that he and he were both literary and artistic young people.

It's a bad sentence, right?Leave him alone, it's not important.

The discordant sound of sawing wood during orchestra rehearsal sounded again, which made Xiao Yao feel a little dizzy.

The girl playing the oboe sounded like she was about to expire.

Really, there are so many people participating in a club of this level.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Teacher Wu, who teaches music, shouted loudly.

Xiao Yao lowered his head and focused his gaze on the signature of the letter writer, Wei Sidong.

Wei Sidong, right? Man, you caught my attention.

Xiao Yao took out his 2B pencil, thought for a while and then changed it to a gel pen. He picked up the pen and started writing a reply to Shen Jie in a specially reduced font.

"Classmate Wei Sidong, I wish you good health."

Xiao Yao first expressed his sincere gratitude to classmate Wei Sidong for his love, and then praised him for his writing talent. Then he changed his tone and talked about the "Code for Middle School Students" and "Code for Daily Behavior of Middle School Students", encouraging him to focus on studying hard. Tian Tian Shang Shang, a bunch of nonsense like that that I don’t even believe.

Looking at the number of words on the graph paper, it was almost 600. Xiao Yao felt that it was the first time he had written a love letter back to someone, and he had written a bit too much. He was afraid that the other person would misunderstand that there was still hope, so he ended it in a hurry, saying that he was determined to go to a distant place in the future. Midi studied abroad and already had his heart set on joining the family. From now on, we will still be good friends and classmates - no matter whether our previous and previous positions are contradictory or not, we hastily closed the book.

Being a popular beauty is really hard work, Xiao Yao thought as he opened the second letter.

The second letter—it’s said to be a letter, but actually doesn’t even have a single Chinese character in it.

That's actually a painting.

A simple sketch of a boy leaning sideways and a girl leaning sideways toward him (in a nutshell, facing each other). The boy is holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, which looks like roses. .

Don't tell me, it looks like the painting is pretty good.

Although we are also laymen and we can’t understand it, it’s okay just to look at it.

On the edge of the painting, I wrote this paragraph.

“Quand toutes les feuilles tomberont
Et les amours reviendront
C'est commea
Si c'est commea"

Xiao Yao: "..."

What the hell is this.

Today's young people spend a lot of money to pretend to be realistic.

The back of this page of letterhead says QQ:XXXXXXXXX
I also drew two horizontal lines, which looked like I scored 100 points.

Didn't even leave a name.

Oops, you are so cool.

Xiao Yao actually didn't want to reply to this person.

In fact, there is nowhere to go back because I don’t know who he is.

Unless you add that QQ.

Rubbish is overbearing.

Xiao Yao secretly complained in his heart while stuffing the painting back into the envelope, and then opened the third letter.

The content of the third letter is also not long, only a thin page, but both the letter paper and the envelope are very delicate.

The boy's handwriting is very delicate and beautiful.

The content of the letter is as follows:
"If you are going far north,

Then I will give up my decision to go south.

Which vast city will you go to?
After all, I have the heart to follow.

Time flies so fast,
We may not have time to get together.

I would like to bury this feeling deeply,

Until the memories turn to ashes.

Would you like to go with me?
After a while, I still feel endless concern in my heart.

Leave all the grudges in the world behind,

Gradually grow up in the unpredictable world.

Come with me, will you?

Don't let your thoughts struggle in the cold wind,

Follow me and you won't be afraid,
Let’s create that warm home together. "

"Pfft -" Xiao Yao laughed out loud, and the music teacher Wu and several members of the orchestra club turned to look at him.

Xiao Yao raised his hands, stuck out his tongue, and apologized to them.

The writing at the beginning is still decent. Not to mention how well it is written, at least the rhyme can be seen.

Although three rhymes have been changed.

And the last sentence "Let's build that warm home together" is really too outrageous.

Well, it hit the point of Xiao Yao’s laughter.

Xiao Yao felt that there was a wonderful thing in this poem and it had a profound meaning.

Its first verse actually says to follow the woman, which is the most common lie when men pursue women.In the last section, I couldn't hide it and my true nature was revealed. I accidentally told the truth and turned into "Follow me."

"Model Love Letter" written by Gao Dajong also has the same approach and effect.

The first verse says, "I am the oak tree you sit in front of the window. I am the book in your hand when you shed tears for the first time. I am the candle you stare at in the spring night. I am the beautiful clothes you wear in autumn."

In the second verse, it becomes "I want you to open your summer window, I want you to hold my hand and wander in the afternoon, I want you to look at my eyes looking at you, and then silently tell me how sad first love is..." "

From "I am yours..." to "I want you...", the switch is so fresh and natural, it is indeed a model love letter.

Take Xiao Yao himself as an example. When he first learned that Shen Jie was his future wife, he didn't care and just wanted to get her as soon as possible.

As for the son-in-law?I am willing to have a son-in-law, and I am willing to drink or pour foot-washing water.

In just a few months, Xiao Yao and Shen Jie have developed to this point, and Xiao Yao has gradually become greedy.

I want to have a more equal marriage when I get married in the future.

I want to take greater initiative and dominance in the process of love.

Are all men like this?

Man, there is nothing good.

and many more.

This guy named "Lin Yu" is actually a poet?
Yu Luying and I were the only two people in school who subscribed to the "Poetry Magazine". Because there were too few poets, the "Poetry Club" was forced to close.

Now a third poet has appeared?

Although it seems to be at the level of a junior high school student.

Could he be a freshman in this high school class?
You might as well make some friends and ask him whether he wrote this poem himself or copied the lyrics somewhere.

Xiao Yao immediately decided to go and meet this "caught in the rain" classmate.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to report the big news about "the emergence of a third poet in the school" to Shen Jie, and then saw two missed calls and several unread messages.

Oh, I forgot to check my phone for such a long time.

Xiao Yao opened the unread messages.

The smile froze on his face.

Without thinking, he picked up his schoolbag, stood up, and trotted all the way to the door of the music classroom.

The boy's movements attracted the attention of a small number of people.

"Yu Luying!" He lowered his voice and shouted to Yu Luying, waving his hands.

The rehearsal instrumental music stopped, and Xiao Yao attracted most people's attention this time.

Many eyes were cast in the direction of Yu Luying and Xiao Yao.

"What are you doing again!" Yu Luying stood up reluctantly, with an impatient expression, holding her cello.

Xiao Yao shook the phone in his hand at Yu Luying.

--split line--

Shen Jie quickened her pace, trying hard to get rid of the black shadow behind her.

It was a small man, a little shorter than Shen Jie, wearing black clothes and a dark hood. As long as he lowered his face, his entire face would be shrouded in shadow.

Obviously this person wants to be as unnoticed as possible, but in the three-dimensional reality, dressing up like this can make anyone who sees him remember him and avoid him.

Shen Jie recognized at a glance that this was Zhang Zhengkai.

After Zhang Zhengkai deceived him last time and said, "Xiao Yao and I are over it," Zhang Zhengkai ran away, and Shen Jie thought he would give up.

Unexpectedly, he blocked the door of the new school on the second day of school.

Shen Jie didn't want to talk to him, so she picked up her schoolbag and turned away.

While walking, he sent two text messages to Xiao Yao. When he didn't reply immediately, he called again, but no one answered.

Forget it, Shen Jie thought.

As the former vice-club member of the Seven Girls Middle School Karate Club, it was no problem to deal with an untrained, short young man like Zhang Zhengkai.

What's more, based on her understanding of Zhang Zhengkai, although this person is mixed, it is difficult to imagine what he would really do to her.

So at the beginning, Shen Jie was not very scared.

Until "Zhang Zhengkai" spoke to her.

At that time, Shen Jie had already reached the triangular pavilion under the bridge near the school, and "Zhang Zhengkai" quickly approached her like a ghost.

"Do you think you can escape?" The black shadow's voice was low and hoarse, revealing a creepy evil aura.

That was not Zhang Zhengkai's voice.

This person is not Zhang Zhengkai.

Shen Jie's body trembled, as if the primitive instinctive fear deep in her genes was aroused. Her mouth went dry for a moment, and she tried to cry out for help to passers-by, but she was unable to make a sound as if she was trapped in a nightmare.

In this state, she was even less able to use her fists and kicks to attack the opponent, and could only run away instinctively.

As she walked, she forced herself to calm down.

The girl quickened her pace, hoping to get rid of the stalker as soon as possible.

She walked as quickly as possible towards the road, glancing behind her from time to time, trying to confirm the other person's position.

The black shadow deftly avoided the crowds at the end of school hours, always following Shen Jie's footsteps closely.His eyes were cold and sinister, revealing an irresistible malice.

Shen Jie felt that the two eyes from behind seemed to penetrate her heart, making her hair stand on end.

The girl could feel that this was pure malice, no, it should be the purest hatred.

When she saw a 110 post, her eyes lit up and she rushed forward eagerly for help.

"Following?" the auxiliary police officer said doubtfully, looking over Shen Jie's shoulder and behind her.

Shen Jie turned around and wanted to point out the black shadow to the police, but the black shadow disappeared.

In broad daylight...there are no side roads or forks on this road, Shen Jie thought doubtfully.

After bidding farewell to the auxiliary police, Shen Jie walked in several circles along the road to make sure that no one was following her anymore, and then walked back to Xiao Yao's house.

While walking in circles, she called Xiao Yao again, but still no one answered.

Shen Jie wanted to call Yu Luying, but she didn't want to call that little...little thing again.

After bypassing a crowded street, Shen Jie entered a narrow alley.At this time, the sky had darkened slightly, the alley was filled with weak light, and the graffiti and cracks on the walls looked dilapidated.

It was far away from the main road and there were very few pedestrians. Shen Jie realized that taking a small road at this time might not be a good idea - even if she was going in circles, she should take the main road.

However, the moment she turned around, Shen Jie saw him again.

The girl gasped.

The shadow stared at her silently.

Then, one of his hands came out of his wide sleeve, and a cold light shone outside his fingertips in the sunset.

That's a...switchblade? !
(End of this chapter)