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22 love letter
The sky was blue, cloudless, and the sultry feeling dissipated a little.
When the last bell of No. 3 Middle School rang, a relaxed smile appeared on everyone's face.
After the exam is over, even if you don't take a vacation right away, it's almost time for vacation.
When Ning Zhen returned from the exam room to the classroom, there were laughter and laughter everywhere in the classroom, and they were all discussing plans for the summer vacation.
Xia Xiaoshi took out her magazine again to read, and laughed while reading, very devoted.
Ning Zhen's eyes moved slightly forward, and she saw Lu Zhi.
Others have tall legs and long legs. When they sit lazily, there is always an aura that refuses people thousands of miles away. Those eyes are very beautiful, but they also look unsympathetic.
He held a pink thing between his fingertips, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he looked a little cold.
Ning Zhen approached and glanced lightly, the pink envelope should be a love letter.
She averted her eyes lightly.
"Lu Zhi, please let me go, I want to go in."
He slowly removed his legs to make room for her.
But only a little space was removed. If she wanted to sit in, she had to pass next to him. Ning Zhen raised her eyes to look at him, and he just happened to look at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, in short, not in a good mood.
Ning Zhen sighed silently in her heart, trying her best to walk inside without touching him.
The legs still inevitably hit his knees.
Lu Zhi didn't move, his eyes dropped slightly, and it happened to fall near her waist. Looking at it this way, it seemed like she was in his arms. The heat and breath came from her body, very warm and fragrant.
With a slight movement of his fingers, he squeezed the letter tightly.
Ning Zhen had learned to dance, even if he deliberately made things difficult, she still squeezed in.
She just sat down with a sigh of relief, and the pink love letter was placed in front of her by Lu Zhi.
On clean paper, there are two very delicate and beautiful characters written in the lower right corner - Ning Zhen.
So... is this a love letter to her?
She raised her eyes and looked at it with a bit of daze, Lu Zhi bent her lips: "Why, don't you open it and take a look?"
The handwriting is very unfamiliar, in short, it is not Lu Zhi's too unrestrained and unrestrained words.
Ning Zhen finally understood that someone had written her a love letter, but she didn't know how it got to Lu Zhi. She had a headache just thinking about it, picked up the letter and opened it.
The people around her moved faster, leaned over, and took the letter from her hand.
"Don't look at it, it's nothing to see." He crumpled up and tucked it into his own desk with a blank expression.
"..."
"Lu Zhi, can you stop being so childish?" Not only childish, but also precise.
He raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at her: "Ning Zhen, who are you calling childish?"
He has been in a bad mood these days. She is smart and sensitive, and she has long felt it. At this moment, she wants to laugh at his threatening domineering look.
She pursed her lips and didn't answer.
"A childish person kisses you here, believe it or not?"
Ning Zhen couldn't stand the tease, she blushed slightly: "Why are you threatening people at every turn!" It was these words back and forth.
"Do you think I have a bad temper?" He suddenly approached, his dark eyes met hers, Ning Zhen couldn't see his emotions.
He was too close, Ning Zhen felt uncomfortable and leaned against the wall, but with her back against the wall, she realized that there was no way out.
She was a little flustered, really afraid that this little bastard would kiss her here. Ning Zhen's eyelashes trembled, she raised her eyes to look at him: "Don't mess around."
He smiled when he saw her timid appearance, but he wanted to mess around, but she couldn't stand it.
All presumptuousness had to be restrained for her.
But she was heartless and didn't like him.
He chuckled: "Want to read love letters, eh?"
"I don't want to watch. You stay away, in the classroom."
"Will I write it for you, what do you want to see, and what do I write for you."
"I do not want."
He resisted the urge to pinch her cheek: "It's the first time I've written a love letter since I was a child, and I can't refuse it."
He was so close, and the surrounding air seemed to be filled with the scent of his body, very clean and fragrant. Lu Zhi really had never smoked, and he quit smoking earlier than in his previous life.
She was a little stunned, but only when she regained her senses did she realize that a lot of gossip was looking this way.
Ning Zhen whispered: "Well, then you can write it if you want."
In short, don't lean over, everyone is watching.
So in the last self-study class, Ning Zhen was writing physics problems, and the people next to her were writing love letters.
The corner of his lips smiled: "Ning Zhen, what color do you like on the cover?"
Song Baoyun kept her self-study, sitting on the podium to write a teacher's career plan, occasionally swiping her eyes down.
Ning Zhen could not wait to cover his mouth, lowered her head, her lips moved slightly, and her voice was so small that only the two of them could hear: "Whatever you want."
He was restless: "Ning Zhen, I'm short of words, would you mind writing that I like you ten thousand times?"
"Lu Zhi, stop making trouble."
"If I really wrote it 10,000 times, would you say that you like me?"
Her heart skipped a beat and turned to look at him.
The boy's eyes were clear and clean, and the teasing smile in his eyes persisted, but his eyes were filled with seriousness. He didn't seem to expect her to look over, so he lowered his eyes slightly, and when he looked up again, it was like a layer of mist, which made it hard to see.
It seems to have somewhat indifferent eyes, unable to hide the shallow tension.
If you really wrote that you like you 10,000 times, can you say that you like me?
The air seemed to quiet down, and she looked away, suddenly not knowing how to answer.
It shouldn't be like this.
She actually wanted to say, Lu Zhi, don't like me anymore.
Don't be so persistent.
The teachers gathered together to correct the papers very quickly, and the results were released two days later.
Ning Zhen was indeed the first in the seventh class and the fourth in the grade.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she got the transcript. It was not far from the previous results, so Ning Haiyuan and Xu Qian would not doubt it.
Lu Zhi's report card was placed on the table, his fingers were lightly clasped on the table, and the expression on his face was a bit cold.
Forty-three is actually a rare good result for him.
But once people slack off for many years, it will always be a bit difficult to work hard.
They seem to be far away.
It was so far away that he was afraid that it would be too late to hurry up.
Ning Zhen was packing her schoolbag and had officially entered the vacation. The more than 40 days of summer vacation made the whole No. 3 middle school full of joy, but many felt sad.
The last vacation of the high school students also means that there is a high possibility of separation.
Wei Yijie stepped onto the podium and cleared his throat: "Students, the holiday is coming soon, I hope you all have a pleasant holiday. In addition, there will be a grade division when the school starts, and it is likely that you will no longer be classmates in the future. So I discussed it with the teachers, and the seventh class will hold the last dinner. This weekend, the venue is the restaurant on Fanhua Street. I hope everyone will come as much as possible. I will send a wish form later, willing to go. My classmates just sign their names on the paper, and I'll book a seat after school."
There was boos from below, and a boy smiled and asked, "Monitor, Teacher Song, are they going?"
Wei Yijie nodded: "Go, Teacher Song said that several teachers will go."
The boy smacked his lips in disappointment. He thought that if the teacher didn't go, he could have a carnival and feel like graduation. What does it mean for the teacher to go? Most of them can't even drink beer, only drinks, and they have to be careful when speaking.
Immediately, many people became disillusioned.
The wish list is passed down from the first group.
When it reached Lu Zhi's table, he glanced at it and placed it in front of Ning Zhen.
Xia Xiaoshi patted Ning Zhen on the shoulder: "Zhen Zhen, are you going? Oh, Teacher Song and the others will go too. It's definitely not fun, and even if you don't share a table with the teachers, you won't dare to play any games. I don't really want to go, but I'm afraid that I'll be unhappy if I don't go to the teacher."
Ning Zhen secretly glanced at Lu Zhi, Lu Zhi was leaning on the chair lazily, playing games with headphones on, his brows and eyes were stern, and there was no expression on his side face.
She breathed a sigh of relief, um, fortunately, Lu Zhi probably won't go.
Even today was the last time they were so close. There should be no connection between her and Lu Zhi when the third year of high school starts.
Ning Zhen unscrewed the cap of the pen and nodded: "Go."
If possible, she would like to say thank you to Teacher Song in person. She was moved by Song Baoyun's tolerance and trust. didn't have a chance in last life, and should make up for it in this life.
In black handwriting, Ning Zhen was written delicately.
When the wish form was passed to Xia Xiaoshi, she bit her pen and hesitated: "Then I'll go too."
If she doesn't go, the teacher thinks she has an opinion, not to mention that she can't go out on vacation, it's better to have dinner than at home.
The wish list was passed down one by one, Lu Zhi turned off the game interface, and clicked on the phone.
【Chen Dongshu】
Chen Dongshu replied in seconds: [What are you doing, brother? 】
[When the watch is handed to you, add my name]
"..."
Back of the classroom.
Xiao Feng leaned over to look at it: "What's wrong?"
"I don't know Brother Zhi, he's going to a class dinner." These scumbags, it's embarrassing to go to that kind of dinner. If you really want to go out, you must invite a large group of people to go out by yourself. What's the point of having a meal?
And...why didn't he write his own name if he really wanted to.
Xiao Feng laughed slyly: "I promise Ning Zhen will go, believe it or not?"
"Believe." Chen Dongshu replied to Lu Zhi's news, and also laughed: "Then let's go too, it must be very interesting."
He really wanted to see what Lu Zhineng could do to Ning Zhen with all the teachers here.
Wouldn't you really just have a meal?
I always feel that my brother is going to do something big.
A group of rich second-generation idle and moldy, with the mood of sightseeing, all signed their names in the back.
Ning Zhen took a deep breath, her toes tightened, and she began to press her legs.
She turned on her phone, and a very gentle piece of light music made people feel calm from the heart.
The soul seems to be slowly calming down, and the memories of those previous lives seem to have become very distant. All feelings seem to have been thrown into a cycle and have been cleaned up.
Fortunately, this is her sixteen-year-old body, young and soft, and her body's instincts can help her control some basic movements.
She has been practicing basic skills these days, pressing her legs, pressing her shoulders, and jumping...
There are no large mirrors in the room, no other equipment, and bar training is not so sufficient.
Everything can only be perceived by oneself.
There was a knock on the door, Ning Zhen was stunned, and quickly turned off the phone. There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and her breathing was a little short. Ning Zhen took out a tissue and wiped it, calmed her breath, and then opened the door of the room.
Xu Qian stood outside the room and smiled at her.
"May I come inside?"
Ning Zhen nodded.
"Zhen Zhen, although Auntie knows that these words shouldn't be said by me, but if I don't say it, my heart is suffocating and uncomfortable. Auntie just wanted to ask you, do you want to go back to your grandparents this holiday?"
Ning Zhen raised her eyes, Xu Qian's eyes were very sincere, she explained: "Tang Zhuo will go back to his grandfather during the holidays, I know you haven't gone back for a long time, and you will soon be in the third year of high school. You have less free time in the third year of high school. If you really want to accompany the elderly, tell your father. Your father looks serious, but he cares about you very much. You are such a good and sensible child that we don't know what we can do for you. If you want to go back, talk to your father."
Ning Zhen nodded: "Thank you, Aunt Xu. I see."
Xu Qian smiled: "When you just had dinner, you said your class was going to have a dinner, didn't you? Dress up nicely. Do you like the dress I gave you last time? I think you must be pretty in that."
When Xu Qian was in love with Tang Zhuo, she wanted a daughter. How nice is her daughter, who can make her live like a little princess, warm and beautiful.
She really liked Ning Zhen, even if it wasn't her own, she couldn't help but feel pain as her daughter.
No one had discussed such a thing with her in years.
When my mother used to be here, she always said that my Zhen Zhen is so beautiful, she looks good in anything she wears.
Ning Zhen's heart was warm, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Well, the skirt is very beautiful, I like it very much."
She smiled cleanly and beautifully, and she was shy and cute like a child. Xu Qian couldn't help but stroke her hair.
Both were stunned.
Ning Zhen smiled lightly: "I'll wear that skirt."
Xu Qian also smiled.
The dinner was scheduled for the weekend, and Ning Zhen was used to arriving early.
Following the waiter's instructions, she went to the private room on the third floor.
There were six or seven students playing poker in it. The students did not wear school uniforms, and they all had a youthful atmosphere.
She pushed the door in, and everyone was startled.
Someone patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately it's not a teacher, Ning Zhen, do you want to play together?"
Ning Zhen smiled at them friendly, she shook her head: "I'm not very good, you guys can play."
The cards are being shuffled over there: "Okay, okay, then you can help us take a look at the teacher when you have time. Come and tell us, so that we can collect the cards."
Wei Yijie sat next to him, reading a book.
When Ning Zhen came in, he raised his eyes and glanced at it. His face was slightly red, and then slowly became pale again. He sighed inwardly and continued to read.
Ning Zhen responded to them and went to sit by the window.
It was midsummer, and there were very few pedestrians outside. From this corner, you could see the traffic on the street and people walking into the restaurant.
The air conditioner in the private room was on, which was very cool, isolating the heat from the outside.
She supported her chin, feeling a little comfortable.
Some people came one after another, some were chatting, some were watching and playing cards.
Ning Zhen looked at the time, there were still twenty minutes left, and it was estimated that the teachers were coming soon.
As soon as he lowered his eyes and raised his eyes again, there were several boys laughing and arguing as they entered the door downstairs.
Lu Zhi walked in the front, the sun was shining, his whole person looked a little lazy, his neckline was slightly open, others were tall and legs were long, he entered the restaurant a few steps, Chen Dongshu and the others were still fighting behind.
She got up suddenly.
The movement frightened the poker players in the private room, and they quickly closed the cards: "Damn, is the teacher here?"
Ning Zhen was a little embarrassed: "No, no. I'm sorry."
She blushed slightly, but she was just a little surprised, Lu Zhiming didn't write his name, she thought he wouldn't come.
Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, it was hard for her not to feel uneasy.
Lu Zhi pushed open the door, and the private room was silent for a moment.
His eyes fell on the boss secretly, and he was a little confused... Ah, what's the situation, Lu Zhi actually came to have a dinner with the people in the class?
Wei Yijie glanced at it and lowered his eyes.
He took the wish form, and naturally knew that the more mixed people in the class would come.
The poker players can't play anymore.
Hmm... always feel that doing cool things in front of a real boss is like pretending to be a jerk.
Anyway, the time is almost up, so let's just close the card.
Lu Zhi's eyes crossed the crowd and landed on Ning Zhen.
She was wearing a light blue dress, her fair calves were drawn together, her face was looking out the window, and the tips of her ears were slightly red.
He bent his lips, walked over and sat down beside her.
The people in Class 7 were screaming and screaming in their hearts, and they didn't dare to look at them while playing with their phones on their faces.
Chen Dongshu pushed open the door and came in: "Hello, classmates, good afternoon!"
The students in Class 7 saw that the big guys were all coming, and their hearts were a little broken.
what the hell is this...
It's even scarier than the teacher coming here, isn't it?
Chen Dongshu's eyes swept away, yo, the little beauty by the window is really beautiful, wearing a skirt with a thin waist and long legs, only showing a profile that looks like a goddess.
In the next second, it was Ning Zhen...
I have to say, Brother Zhi has a really good eye.
It's a pity that the little beauty just doesn't look at Brother Zhi.
Also very abusive.
"Ning Zhen, you didn't know me for two days? Say hello." Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows, and when he saw her turn around, his face turned slightly red.
"Lu Zhi, aren't you coming?"
"Who told you I wasn't coming?" His smile was a bit nasty. "Huh? Hope I don't come?"
"……No."
He knew that this little coward was duplicitous, and the corners of his mouth rose.
"You still owe me something, I have to get it."
Ning Zhen frowned and couldn't remember what he owed him. He didn't want to pay him back before. He said he would either give it or not.
She could only choose not to.
He approached her and lowered his voice: "Ning Zhen, I have written 60,000 words. Do you remember what you owe me?"
Sixty thousand words... sixty thousand...
——If you really liked you ten thousand times, could you say that you like me?
Ning Zhen, I like you.
If you write it 10,000 times, it will be exactly 60,000 words.
Lu Zhihe...
She met his dark and deep eyes, and the surroundings seemed to be quiet.
Her heart was beating uncontrollably, and she couldn't tell if it was nervousness or something else.
There was a smile in his eyes: "My hand is going to be handwritten, please feel sorry for me, okay?"