Find a Daddy For Mommy

Xu Huanxi raised her head in a confused way. How could there be a follow-up story after she carved the poem at that time? How did the last half sentence come from? X

Xu Huanxi couldn't help but get close to it, which shocked the two little lovers.

"Who are you" two people seem very nervous, as if they are afraid of being caught.

Xu Huan is happy and silent. She's just a passer-by.

Chu Ru Si said to them with a relieved smile, "we are your senior students. Where did these two poems come from?"

"don't you know that these two poems were born by the tree itself, and the words carved by others will eventually be cured by the tree, but these two poems are not."

"This tree is really pitiful. Our school has launched a tree loving activity. They all say that there is no need to carve words in the future, just pray under the tree."

The voices of teenagers and girls are full of vigor.

Chu such as the disposition is always excellent, smile of squat down, "you two should not be in class? Truancy is not good!" X

"today is physical education class for both of us, and now it's time to take a break." They were not afraid of life, but chatted with the handsome looking senior.

Chu Ru Si just smile, for their words, didn't say believe, also didn't say don't believe, anyway also don't concern them.

Xu Huanxi, however, is in a trance. Looking at the tree, many traces on it have been swallowed up, but her lettering is still very clear. It has been 10 years since she blinked. This is the trace of the second year of senior high school. How can it be that after such a long time, the traces carved at that time have not been consumed by time.

After some painstaking persuasion of Chu Ru Si, I don't know whether the two children were persuaded to leave by Chu Ru Si or annoyed by him. In a word, they left hand in hand.

Xu Huanxi is still looking at the two poems on the tree. She doesn't know who answered the other sentence, but she knows very well that the handwriting of the sentence she carved at that time is different from before.

If you think about it carefully, maybe someone else has carved it again. Maybe the people who come to see the tree can't bear to be covered by the poem. They have carved it again and again with a knife. Finally, the scar that the tree can't heal is formed.

Chu Ru Si persuades those two children to go, lover slope left him to follow Xu Huan to be happy only.

He walked carefully, as if afraid of disturbing the quiet person.

He stood quietly behind Xu Huanxi, guessing that maybe she was interested in these two poems.

He seemed to be angry and wanted to take Xu Huanxi's eyes away from the poem, "Huanxi, you like this poem very much. You are so absorbed in it. I wrote the second half of this poem. If you like it, I can write poems for you in the future."

Xu Huanxi's mind is nothing but depression. He slowly looks up at Chu Rushi, and his mind is full of only the second half of the poem that I wrote.

Chu Ru Si didn't notice Xu Huanxi's surprised look for the time being, but reached out to touch the trace on the trunk.

Suddenly he hooked his lips. Unexpectedly, after so many years, the poem he had left was still here. It must have been repaired, or it would have been buried long ago.

"I don't know who wrote the poem. I'm a little curious." Chu such as suddenly smile to open mouth.

Xu Huanxi clenched her fist slowly, and infinite surprise emerged in her heart. So, is this the destiny of her and Chu Rushi

"I wrote the first half of this sentence." div