Drifting Towards You

"En, but you don't want to write his name, just ask someone to pass the love letter to him. After he sees it, if he responds, he will show that he likes you too. If he refuses, you didn't write his name, it can be said to be wrong. No matter if he accepts or refuses, you will not be too embarrassed." Jiang Nannan firmly said.

"It seems... it's a good idea." Jun nodded thoughtfully.

After saying goodbye to Jiang Nannan, Jun returned home.

Rong Chen gave her the key at noon. After she opened the door, seeing that Rong Chen had not come back, she snorted softly.

After eating some fruit casually, Jun returned to the room to ponder the love letter.

I found a good-looking letter paper, took a ballpoint pen and started to be in a daze.

How to write a love letter.

She has received a few love letters since she was a child.

But think about it, some of the content is so nauseating that you can't read it.

After thinking about it, I feel that I can't write that kind of thing.

So how do I write...

[I like you, sunrise is you, sunset is you, spring breeze is you, winter snow is you...]

After writing a few lines intermittently, he crumpled the letter paper into a ball and threw it away.

It's numb to death.

She couldn't stand it herself.

Changed a new piece of letter paper and thought about it again.

[As long as you take the initiative, we will have a story...]

Ahhhhh, what the **** is this.

Jun finally threw away the letter paper, and searched the Internet for a love letter template.

[Kite has wind, dolphins have sea, I want to have you. 】

After just three lines, Jun watched it several times, but still felt bad.

She lay down on the table a little irritably and swiped her phone.

[The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you. 】

After finishing writing, Jun took a note and threw away his pen.

She didn't have two days to live, and she was getting older.

Probably wait until you become a bald head, you can't wait for a white head.

As for those on the Internet that write about love and love, I am even more embarrassed to write it if you are a king. If you think about it, you will feel red and hot.

Why is it so difficult?

It turns out that confession is also a kind of trouble.

After nearly two hours, the letter paper was scrapped one after another.

Seeing that there was only the last one left, Jun took a deep breath and cheered up.

[I like you, can you like me? You are now. 】

After looking at it repeatedly, Jun decided that it was so.

Fold the letter paper carefully and put it into the backpack, and then the whole person relaxed.

After taking a shower, Jun opened his notebook and started to write novels.

She doesn't know how many days she will live, but if she knows a date, she might even plan to write a perfect ending to the story.

But she was a bit taboo, and she didn't dare to hear anything about cancer at all.

Before long, there was a knock on the door.

Jun Li put on the slippers to open the door, stood tiptoe on the cat's eye and looked at it, then said: "Where is your key?"

"It's not for you." Rong Chen said in a hurry.

"Are you just a key?"

"The other one is with my mother." Rong Chen said slowly, and he wasn't in a hurry if she didn't open the door.

"Hmph, you also have today. If you want to come in, please beg me first."

Rong Chen curled his lips and said, "Being your own little white rabbit, you still have to coax you."

"You... just stand outside, don't expect me to open the door for you." Jun turned around in anger.

Taunting her, even taunting her?

Rong Chen leaned against the wall and waited for a few seconds.

Seeing that there was no movement outside, Jun couldn't help but wonder if it was bad for him, and then quietly folded back and leaned on the door to listen to the movement outside.

"Mom, yes. I made the student's belly bigger, and she is now angry and won't let me go home. Can you give me the key."