Lin Shuangxuan did not come until the middle of the first class.

His skin is fair, so a little fatigue on his face is very obvious.

Now the blackness shows that he stayed up late last night.

But Lin Shuangxuan looked energetic again, it didn't look like he didn't get enough sleep at all.

Not only him, but today, everyone in the third and seventh class of high school except Yuan Bozhu was extremely excited.

They held wrapped gifts, large and small, in their arms for a whole day.

There is no need for the head teacher to remind them, they are very good at keeping secrets.

No matter who asks: "What did you send today?"

Everyone's answer is: "I won't tell you!"

Lin Shuangxuan didn't need to hide it, because Yuan Bozhu didn't know how to ask.

But some people will ask: "Brother Ling, what did you buy?"

Lin Shuangxuan only smiled and said, "It's not a valuable item, and it's nothing special. Everyone will be disappointed if you get it. I hope you can all get more interesting gifts."

Others thought he was being polite.

When the crowd dispersed, Lin Shuanghuan mysteriously placed the square gift box on Yuan Bozhu's lap - because he was afraid that people would see it on the table, and those people would put his gift box on the table.pick away.

Yuan Bozhu suddenly twitched his eyebrows.

I looked down.

A warm orange gift box.

Lin Shuangxuan looked around and made sure no one was looking at them, so he whispered to Yuan Bozhu, "A Zhu, look at it—it's 30 centimeters long and 20 centimeters wide, orange, with a small bow on it.You remember it, you must remember it. You will take it when the time comes, okay?"

Yuan Bozhu opened his mouth, but before he could say a word, Lin Shuangxiu hid the box with a squeak.

That serious look, as if he was guarding a treasure in his hands, and he didn't even look at it.

Qin Rui walked over, glanced at it with disdain on his face, and said humbly, "Brother Yuan won't choose your gift."

Lin Shuangxuan raised his head calmly and looked at him: "I have made an agreement with him, we will exchange."

"Nonsense! Brother Yuan will take my gift!"

"Ah."

Yuan Bozhu sighed softly.

He made no such engagement with any of them.

I don't want to join the bickering between the two.

So Yuan Bozhu got up and went to the corridor outside to get some air.

Lin Shuangxuan originally wanted to follow, but he was afraid that someone would see his gift, so he just sat still.

"What did you give? What do you want to give Brother Yuan?"

Qin Rui frowned and kept asking.

Lin Shuangxuan ignored him.

Qin Rui circled from the left to the right, asking three-dimensionally, "What are you going to give him?"

He even asked for two minutes.

Even Lin Shuangxuan admired his stubbornness.

Yuan Bozhu took a breath for a while, and then heard the bell ring.

When he turned around, he paused a little.Did not enter the classroom immediately.

Lin Shuangxuan's voice sounded very soft from a certain distance, with his unique smile.

"love letter."

"...What!" Qin Rui's voice stopped abruptly, he covered his mouth, and said in a low voice, "What?! You, aren't you? What if the person who got it isn't Brother Yuan?"

"He'll have it."

"... You, you probably didn't write the signature... right?"

"I wrote it, my name and his name are written." Lin Shuangling said nonchalantly, "I also put a handsome selfie in it, the kind that wants to fall in love with me just by looking at it."

Qin Rui stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, for fear that others would hear, Lin Shuangxi laughed and avoided his hand.

Qin Rui cursed: "Crazy! You are simply crazy!"

Yuan Bozhu felt the same way.

Lin Shuangxuan was really crazy.

Finally got to the last class meeting.

Although Yuan Bozhu didn't want to admit it, there was only one thought left in his mind:

Thirty centimeters long and twenty centimeters wide, orange with a little bow on it...

It's not that he deliberately remembered it so clearly.

In fact, Lin Shuangxuan had been reading it in his ear for a whole day, and it was impossible to forget it.

But soon, something unexpected happened.

Together, the monitor and the deputy monitor put away everyone's presents in two large black bags.

Only let them write their names on the gift.

Those who agreed to exchange gifts with each other made complaints.

Lin Shuangxuan was also nervous for a moment, but then felt that it was all right, even if she couldn't see it, she could feel it.

He turned his head, looked at Yuan Bozhu nervously, and said, "Twenty centimeters, thirty centimeters, OK?"

Yuan Bozhu really didn't want to have this K with him.

But when think about it, in the gift box, there may be a love letter written by Lin Shuangxiu all night, with a name, a signature, and... a damn selfie.

No way, let others get it.

It wasn't that Yuan Bozhu was worried that Lin Shuangxuan would lose face.

He just felt that he was more or less responsible for this matter, and he might also be involved.

So due to the critical situation, he nodded helplessly.

Lin Shuangxuan felt that this was safe.

As a result, during the class meeting, something even more unexpected happened.

"Drawing a student number?!"

"No way! Then it's really completely random!"

Along with Lin Shuanghuan's heart, Qin Rui's heart also died.

Like Lin Shuanghuan, he had a tragic face, looking at Lin Shuanghuan and Yuan Bozhu from a distance, as if he was silently mourning for their "love affair" that was about to break up.

The student number is written by the class monitor, and one by one is squeezed into balls and thrown in.No one knows whose gift it will be.

The sense of atmosphere, sense of ceremony, completely mastered.

Every time a person walks up, the whole class will hold their breath and stare together.

Lin Shuangxuan's student number is 43.

When others walked up, he said silently the whole time: "Don't be me, don't be me, don't be me."

When it was time for Yuan Bozhu to smoke, he recited silently: "No. 43, No. 43, No. 43..."

Qin Rui was also silently reading with him.

Qin Rui's student number is No. 7.But what he read was: "Dude, it must be number 43!"

"Number 7!"

Vice monitor Yang Boxian announced the result.

Yuan Bozhu held the note in his hand, although his face was expressionless, his lips were pursed into a cold line.

"Number seven is Qin Rui, right? Damn...you're lucky, Qin Rui must have given something good!"

"Fuck, I don't want to smoke anymore, the best ones have been taken."

Many people think that Yuan Bozhu is very lucky.

But there were two people present with serious expressions.

Lin Shuangxuan stopped talking.

Qin Rui couldn't be happy either.

He felt that Lin Shuangxuan was finished, and Lin Shuanghuan's secret love was about to be nailed to the pillar of shame.

He didn't sympathize with Lin Shuangxuan.

The key is that Lin Shuangxuan wrote his name!

His original brother is about to lose face together!

"Man is mortal."

Qin Rui clenched his fist silently, he made a decision that went against his ancestors, "If I don't die, whoever dies."

When it came to Qin Rui, he silently prayed that the one he found was number 43.

He is willing to block a catastrophe for Brother Yuan!

"Number 23!"

Yang Boxian announced.

Yuan Bozhu saw Qin Rui walking up like a strong man with his wrist broken, and finally walked down with despair.

His entire mental journey was written on his face.

Compared with the overly anxious Qin Rui, Lin Shuangxuan seemed very quiet.

He lay silently on the table without saying a word.

Yuan Bozhu understands very well.

It's impossible for anyone to feel good about it. After all, soon, Lin Shuangxuan will become a legend in Class 7 because of a series of operations such as "writing love letters to boys" and "putting selfies in gifts".

Yuan Bozhu would not laugh at him.

But after all, feel that he is a little pitiful.

Moreover, this matter is also related to him.

Probably can't let it go like this.

"Number 43!"

When Yang Boxian read out the student number, Yuan Bozhu was faster than Lin Shuanghuan, so he looked up.

Ban Zhe took the student number with a little interest, walked back, and waited for the last gift.

Yuan Bozhu didn't care about the next lottery.

He has been paying attention to the movement on Ban Zhe's side.

"Hey, it's like a lottery. The first prize has already been drawn, and there will be no interest in the future."

"It's okay, you took Lin Shuangxuan's. He is also quite rich."

"Can that Qin Rui compare? Qin Rui's gift is the real first prize!"

"Don't be so greedy, Ban Zhe."

"Okay, I'm just kidding, I just said that casually. I hope Lin Shuangxiu can buy me a game console, hahaha, oh, no, I've been holding back for a long time, I have to go to the toilet to put some water! I'll open the gift laterI'll be back."

Yuan Bozhu lowered his eyes and glanced at Number Seven in his hand.

Ban Zhe had already raised his hand to greet the class teacher, and then ran out to use the bathroom.

Yuan Bozhu glanced at Lin Shuangxuan who was next to him with drooping eyebrows.

After a while, he also got up.

The teacher didn't even ask, but guessed that he was going to the toilet too, so he nodded and told him to go and come back quickly.

Yuan Bozhu went out.

Lin Shuangxuan was one of the last to go up to draw lots. It is said that there is no room for expectation.

But he was still nervous.

Because Yuan Bozhu's student number has not been read.

The older generation said that one cannot be unlucky all the time.The so-called conservation of energy means that everything will have a balance.

Lin Shuangxuan believed it.

Because he got the gift from Yuan Bozhu.

When Yuan Bozhu came back, his face was full of smiles, and he showed Yuan Bozhu the note with his student number on it.

"A Zhu! I got your gift!"

Lin Shuangxuan smiled so happily.

Yuan Bozhu thought he was amazing.

I am facing a very big difficulty, why can I be so relaxed?

Yuan Bozhu touched the note in his hand - he went to the bathroom just now, and exchanged gifts with Ban Zhe almost effortlessly.

Ban Zhe got Qin Rui's student number and smiled so much that his gums were showing.He wanted to give Yuan Bozhu a big hug, but Yuan Bozhu refused.

He only hoped that the head teacher would not notice their private exchange.

Otherwise, Yuan Bozhu didn't know how to explain his actions.

Is it for himself or for Lin Shuangxuan.

It's not clear anymore.

After everyone got the presents with their student numbers, they sat back in their seats and began to unwrap the presents.

The whole class was in a mess.

Some were ecstatic, some lamented, and some screamed.

Lin Shuangxuan had already forgotten the regret that Yuan Bozhu didn't get her gift.He was hugging Yuan Bozhu's share, very excited.

Yuan Bozhu was queuing up to receive gifts.

Seeing Lin Shuanghuan's appearance from the corner of the eye, suddenly felt a little... sorry.

Because he doesn't know what's in there.

What Lin Shuangxuan opened so happily was actually a gift from Qin Rui.

Lin Shuanghuan, who didn't know anything about it, muttered: "Azhu's gift, Azhu's gift, what gift will our A Zhu give me, ah! It's—"

When the lid was lifted, Lin Shuangxiu saw a shiny golden one, which was as thick as a little finger...

"...a big gold chain?"

Not only Lin Shuangxuan was stunned, but also Yuan Bozhu who had just walked back with the present was also stunned.

All the students around were shocked: "Damn it?! So much money!"

Yuan Bozhu didn't expect Qin Rui to buy this.

He and Lin Shuangxuan glanced at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

In the end, there was really no other way, Yuan Bozhu had no choice but to explain in a low voice: "Qin Rui helped."

Lin Shuangxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

fortunately!

Fortunately, their A Zhu's aesthetics are not so terrible!

but……

Lin Shuangxiu looked at the big gold chain in his hand with tangled eyes, torn between "The big gold chain Qin Rui bought is disgusting" and "Anyway, it has A Zhu's signature on the box, so I can't bear to throw it away".

He was so shocked that he didn't notice the small square box thirty centimeters long and twenty centimeters wide in Yuan Bozhu's hand.

Lin Shuangxiu muttered in a low voice: "Did he deliberately trick people? How could he buy such a thing?"

Anyway, it's a gift exchange between classmates in the class, who will give each other a big gold chain?It's expensive, but...

Can't justify it?

Qin Rui must have done it on purpose.

However, before they asked Qin Rui for confirmation, they heard Ban Zhe's voice from a certain corner:

"Ahhhhhhhh it's a gold brick!! Qin Rui's gift is a gold brick!!!"

Yuan Bozhu: "."

Lin Shuangxuan: "..."

Well, Qin Rui didn't do it on purpose.

Lin Shuanghuan was extremely depressed, but he didn't want Yuan Bozhu to see him, so he silently lay down on the table.

The big gold chain that Yuan Bozhu didn't buy was stuffed into the drawer by him.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same.

Ban Zhe was about to faint from joy over there, and Lin Shuangxuan only felt that life was gloomy.

Yuan Bozhu's knuckles tapped Lin Shuangxuan's desktop lightly.

Lin Shuangxiu looked at him with a forced smile: "What's the matter?"

Yuan Bozhu took out the gift.

"!!!" Lin Shuangxuan's expression was pleasantly surprised.

It seems that it is really easy to make him happy.

However, Yuan Bozhu did not intend to accept this gift.

He hoped that Lin Shuangxuan would stop the loss in time.

It's best not to get to the point where both of them can't step down.

"You, you for me..." Lin Shuanghuan's nose was a little red, he grabbed Yuan Bozhu's hand, and said, "Is it specially for them? I'm so happy, really. I almost died just now."I felt like I was going to die, but now I am alive again! Fortunately, you got it, fortunately, it was you! I... I really prepared for a long time!"

Yuan Bozhu's eyelashes trembled inexplicably.

I always feel that some words are not said at the best time.

It may be difficult to have a chance.

"Come and unwrap the present!" Lin Shuangxuan looked at him expectantly.

Yuan Bozhu didn't understand.

Shouldn't we wait until we get home to see this kind of thing?

In person, how would Yuan Bozhu respond?

No matter how you refuse, it will be a big blow to Lin Shuangxuan, isn't it?

He was so sad that he was about to die just now, but now he finally came back to life.

Maybe he will be "killed" by Yuan Bozhu again.

"No……"

"Is it not easy to disassemble? I will help you."

Lin Shuangxuan reached out to grab it.

Yuan Bozhu subconsciously took it back and didn't let him take it away.

Then he realized that he had missed another opportunity to return the things to Lin Shuangxuan.

It's all right now, Lin Shuangxuan began to wait eagerly for him to open the present.

"Okay then, A Zhu, I've been preparing for a long time, and I hope you can take it apart and see for yourself."

Lin Shuangxuan spoke very solemnly.

Yuan Bozhu exhaled slowly.

He doesn't have the calm demeanor of Lin Shuangxiu, he needs to make some preparations.

After half a minute.

Finally, amidst the laughter of others, Yuan Bozhu silently and slowly opened the gift.

To his surprise, after opening the present, there was a gray scarf in poor packaging.

The texture of the plush is soft and gentle, and it feels very comfortable to the touch.

It seems that there is nothing special.

Yuan Bozhu quietly probed inside with his hands, and he was sure that there were no selfies.

Overall, this gift is very unpretentious.

wrong……

There is a card.

Is it a love letter?

What should do next?

Yuan Bozhu's face was tense.

He didn't open it immediately, but imagined the contents inside.

He has been trying to turn a blind eye to Lin Shuangxuan's attitude, but if he reads his love letter and many things, he can no longer pretend to be blind.

This requires Yuan Bozhu to do some preventive work.

After seeing the "I like you" written by Lin Shuangxuan himself, what attitude will he use to face Lin Shuangxuan?

How should he refuse.

He doesn't understand the emotion of liking, nor does he need to be liked.

But Lin Shuangxuan has been hit a lot today, can he find a way to refuse that is not so hurtful?

Yuan Bozhu encountered one of the most difficult problems ever.

However, Lin Shuangxuan urged him: "A Zhu! Look, I wrote a card——"

Then he was caught off guard and snatched the love letter from Yuan Bozhu.

And opened it, facing the content directly at Yuan Bozhu.

At least, don't say no today.

As if I was too shocked to give an answer.

When Lin Shuangxuan was in a good mood, Yuan Bozhu refused him again.

After making such a decision, Yuan Bozhu finally slowly raised his eyes and looked at the card...

A small line of delicate handwriting on it reads:

The temperature is cooling down, knit a scarf for A Zhu, hope A Zhu will never catch a cold~

Damn.

Not a love letter at all.