There are too many routines for paranoid male gods

Chapter 640 I'm not sure I can bear the longing.

M country.

Han Jinchu went to report to Vatican Academy of Arts. The school environment is very good, and the students are also very friendly.

She met the master, Fan Xing, who wanted to take her as an apprentice.

Fan Xing is very busy and doesn't show up often, but he is a master whom the students admire very much.

Han Jinchu's class teacher introduced to the whole class, "This is Han Jinchu who just transferred from country Z. You have all seen her works."

"It's her? Is that the animated picture she drew??" The students were all excited.

"She is the apprentice that Master Fan Xing personally wants to accept??"

"It's her. We can communicate more in the future. There will also be a transfer student who will come tomorrow." The head teacher said, "Student Han, it's nothing. You go to your seat and sit down. Classes will start now."

"is teacher."

Han Jinchu sat in the empty seat in the last row.

She will spend a long time here, three years in high school and four years in college.

her seven years.

'Hi, Xia Yichen, in my country M, the weather is fine.The school is very good, the teachers are very good, the classmates are very good, everything is fine, how about you? '

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When school was over, Han Jinchu went to the apartment that Sherry had arranged for her. She heard Han Jinnian say from a distance, "Han Jinchu, your teacher really loves you, and arranged such a good accommodation for you!"

Of course they would not know that Mo Yichen asked Sherry to arrange these in her name, so as not to cause Han Jinchu's psychological burden.

"What's the use of a good teacher, cooked duck!" Feng Qinlan complained all kinds of things, "What a good young master of the Mo family, just blow it off like this!"

"Stop saying a few words, Jinchu is also feeling bad, now we can't rely on the young master of the Mo family, but on our own hands!" Father Han said, "Besides, Jinchu has worshiped Master Fan Xing as his teacher, and he will definitely be successful in the future .”

"Yeah, when she becomes famous, I'll have one foot in the coffin."

Han Jinnian didn't bother to listen to these two people's complaints. She moved to a new home. The conditions were much better than before. She was in a good mood and said to Han Jinchu, "By the way, Han Jinchu, the mailboxes outside are full. You have time to deal with it. !"

mailbox?

She just moved here, where did the letter come from?Could it be the previous owner of the house?
Han Jinchu walked up to the mailbox, opened it, and sure enough, a bunch of letters came out——

She bent down to pick it up and found that the recipients were all Han Jinchu.

She took the letter and went to her room.

The familiar handwriting on the envelope made her heart suddenly tremble. Is this Mo Yichen's handwriting! ?
She opened a letter and couldn't help being surprised when she saw the contents of the letter.

"Han Jinchu, Zhanxin is happy, Lemon and I have arrived in country Z, how are you doing there? Call me if you need anything..."

The inscription date was actually ten years ago.

This is……

Could these be the letters that Mo Yichen promised to rewrite for her, which she had missed?

He actually wrote it! !

Also send it here! !
How did he know her specific address here?She didn't seem to tell him yet?

Han Jinchu didn't have time to think so much, so he opened each one and read them one by one.

From his five years old to 15 years old.

is that a lie.

She had asked him how many letters he had written, and he said that she hadn't replied to him, and he didn't write for a long time.

However, the letters in front of her told her that he had insisted on writing them for ten years!
She never wrote back to him, but he wrote to her every month.

Twelve letters a year, ten years, 120 letters.

In the beginning, there were a lot of things to write in the letter, and each letter consisted of several pages of paper, but gradually it became less and less.Sometimes there is only one piece of paper.

Sometimes there are only a few words in it.

Even later, it was full of blank letter paper.

However, she seemed to see a persistence she couldn't believe.

"Han Jinchu, when will you come to redeem the necklace your mother left you?"

"Han Jinchu, I won an award again, this time it seems that the whole world is reporting it. Have you seen the TV?"

"Han Jinchu, City Y is very beautiful, do you want to come?"

"Han Jinchu, I haven't seen snow for a long time. Where is your place? Does it still snow often?"

"Han Jinchu, I'm in junior high school."

"Han Jinchu, I'm in high school."

Han Jinchu, I have traveled all over the world, but I can't find you anywhere.

Han Jinchu, I have met many people, but no one is as pure and transparent as you. Once I see it, I will never forget it again.

Han Jinchu, I have won many awards, but no award makes me as happy as your smile.

Han Jinchu, I send you my thoughts across the ocean, but why don't you always respond.

Han Jinchu, do you know?In the distant sky, there is a star named after you. I found it, but I can't find you.

Han Jinchu, Han Jinchu, Han Jinchu.

I have a lot of things I want to tell you, but I find that I can't write a single word for you. The blank letter paper represents my lovesickness. I'm up to you what kind of scenery you want to draw in my heart.

……

Han Jinchu's eye sockets suddenly became warm and sparkling, as if they were about to fall.

She didn't know he was so stubborn.

She remembered that he said to exchange all his secrets with her life, and now he sent all the secrets to her, but what about him...

He didn't even dare to say goodbye, for fear of touching the heartstrings and being found to be weak.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

Seeing his name flashing on the screen, she quickly answered the phone while wiping away tears.

"Hey, Xia Yichen, you..."

"Come out and open the door." His voice came from the phone.

"What? What??" What Han Jinchu wanted to say was suddenly swallowed back, and he didn't react for a while.

He sneezed, and she thought of something, and belatedly stood up and opened the window to see someone downstairs, and ran out without thinking.

open the door...

He looked at her.

Sneezed again.

Heck!

He just wanted to rush over to call her, but he didn't expect it to be so cold here, he was wearing thin clothes, even wrapped in the scarf she knitted, it couldn't keep out the cold.

She couldn't hold back her tears, and rushed over and threw herself into his arms.

Now, it was much warmer, and he forgot to sneeze for a moment.

He hugged her tightly with both hands, as if all the cold disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"Xia Yichen, why did you come? Why did you appear here, you..."

Compared to her shock, he seemed much calmer.

He opened his mouth and said to her: "Seven years is too long, and I am not sure that I can bear the longing. Therefore, when the butterfly in my palm chooses to fly away and I can't do anything, I can only choose to go with her."

This is probably the most beautiful love story she has ever heard in the world.

She heard herself crying in his arms, crying wildly.

　[Have you been turned over by Yi Chenmeng, ask for a monthly ticket! ~]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)