The baby I picked up after crossing the road became the male protagonist

Chapter 232 232: Sour Sour
Saying goodbye to Ye Ziqing, Yun Qihua just came back.

You Xue greeted him with a smile, and took his hand, "I know why Ye Ziqing came to Bixue Academy."

Yun Qihua glanced at the two people's hands, and said calmly, "Why?"

You Xue began to explain to him, but gradually she found that Yun Qihua's state was not quite right.

The feeling of being absent-minded and perfunctory, as if the person walking with her is just an empty shell, and the soul has long since disappeared.

The smile on the corner of You Xue's mouth gradually subsided, she stroked Yun Qihua's palm with her fingertips, and asked softly, "Who did you meet just now?"

She didn't keep her nails, and her movements were like scratching an itch, scratching at the tip of Yun Qihua's heart.

He wrapped her messy fingers, shook his head, "No."

You Xue: "..."

Other people's homes are needles in the bottom of a woman's heart, while hers is a needle in the bottom of a man's heart.

She never knew what Yun Qihua of her family was thinking.

Just as his spiritual consciousness was about to reach out to where he came from, Yun Qihua took the initiative to ask: "Can you write me a love letter?"

You Xue was dumbfounded, "...what?"

love letter?

Something so mushy?
Didn't he see the little girl sending a love letter to the young man just now?
Seeing her hesitation, Yun Qihua repeated: "Can you write me a love letter?"

After he said it again, You Xue's cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, the color was white and pink, like a piece of delicious pastry.

She played with the corner of her clothes and said embarrassedly: "This, this..."

I didn't say anything for a long time.

Her mind is indeed open, but asking her to write a love letter is not as easy as asking her to kiss Yun Qihua's face.

Ah, what an embarrassing thing.

Yun Qihua bent his lips, "It's fine, it's fine if you don't write."

You Xue looked up at him.

From her point of view, his face was backlit, and the thick ink-like night light outlined the smooth and delicate lines of his side face, adding a bit of mystery to him.

You Xue walked in front of him and looked at him by the moonlight.

His expression was not much different from when he left, extremely indifferent and calm.

Yun Qihua looked at her, and rubbed her earlobe with his fingers habitually, he asked: "You said, is it normal to commit suicide because of the divorce?"

This question was too simple, and You Xue had already said no, but suddenly remembered that this was ancient times, so she nodded, "It's normal."

After all, women in ancient times were thin-skinned, and it is normal for them to be unable to accept it for a while after being divorced.

Yun Qihua's eyes flickered slightly, he stopped rubbing her earlobe, he put down his hand, and looked at her quietly.

You Xue tried to see what was in his eyes.

However, the next moment her eyes were covered by someone, warm palms covered her eyes, and the darkness in front of her eyes made her a little uneasy.

The boy leaned over, put his thin lips close to her ear, and whispered a sentence: "But I think it's stupid."

Then his lips brushed her cheek.

Then he let go of her and walked forward.

You Xue touched her hot cheek from behind, obviously she was kissed, but why did she think he was scolding her?

Love letters, divorce, suicide.

This consistent operation seems to have been seen somewhere...

You Xue rubbed the back of her neck, she couldn't think of it for a while, so she ran after her.

With great difficulty, she grabbed Yun Qihua's sleeve, nodded in agreement and said, "I feel stupid too."

Yun Qihua: "..."

Are you scolding yourself?
Leaving aside suicide, the matter of writing a love letter...

Makes people sour.

(End of this chapter)