"I really can't write."

"or do you want me to write it?"

"I'm afraid the handwriting will be seen. You write. Anyway, your writing is good, and no one knows your words."

"but."

"don't say that. I owe you one time."

"OK."

the night is deep, and the moon is high in the sky. Occasionally, there are animal calls under the stars. A window of a building still lights up.

Huang Xiaoxiang sat at the desk with his left hand on his left face and his right hand shaking with a pen. He stared at a delicate card on the desk. After staring for a long time, he shook his head. He smiled and began to write. He wrote down all the words he had repressed for three months. The handwriting was so neat.

two hours later, Huang Xiaoxiang put down his pen, picked up the card and read it over and over again. Then he put down the card and took a deep breath. "This may be the first time I have written seriously in two years. The love letter I wrote last time didn't go out, but this time I wrote it to the girl I secretly love for my friend. The first love letter I really sent out was like this. Ha ha, "I fell asleep on the table after I finished talking. In the dream, he saw that Mengxin was very happy to receive this love letter, and he was very happy to laugh. He asked people everywhere for some letters, and found that it was empress Huang Xiaoxiang who agreed to him. Dreams are beautiful, but not reality.

after one class the next day, Dong Zhi came to Xiaoxiang's desk, blinked his right eye at him, tilted his head in the direction of the classroom door, Xiaoxiang understood his meaning, took out the card from his schoolbag, looked left and right, then quickly stuffed it into his trouser pocket and on the school balcony. Only Xiaoxiang and Dongzhi are left. All that remains is the noise during the break. Dongzhi reaches out to Xiaoxiang. Xiaoxiang takes out the card and bites his teeth. Then he raises his head and gives it to him slowly with a smile. Dongzhi is satisfied to discuss with Xiaoxiang when and how to give it to her. Everything is in the planning.

in the afternoon geography class, Xiaoxiang looked at Mengxin from time to time, and the position changed again. This time, Xiaoxiang and Mengxin were in the sixth row, but they were separated by five lines. Even so, they gave Xiaoxiang the condition that Mengxin could not be found. Suddenly, Xiaoxiang saw Mengxin looking at the desk drawer, frowned, and Xiaoxiang's heart began to hang. When he saw that Mengxin did not continue When he looked down, Xiaoxiang's heart came down. Although it was written by himself, it was also sent by his friend after all. Xiaoxiang was very complicated.

what should come is always coming. The love letter has been read, and it's not alone. Xiaoxiang doesn't blame her. After all, it may be the first love letter she received. I don't know what to do. Maybe it's a bit of vanity. Mengxin shows her love letter to her good friend Li Jing. It seems that Xiaoxiang hears that Li Jing is helping to study handwriting. But for a long time, Xiao Xiang wanted to tell her loudly, "I wrote it." But the friend's righteousness and the failure of the last relationship stopped his impulse.

Maybe knowing that it's necessary to strike iron while it's hot, Dong Zhi secretly told others about his love for Mengxin, so they all knew who wrote the love letter of Mengxin and no longer speculated about it. Seeing this situation, Xiaoxiang felt depressed, hated his cowardice and his hypocrisy, but there was no other way. I can only watch all this happen together in silence. Dong Zhi's plan is successful on the face, but in my heart, I look forward to Meng Xin's rejection. Xiaoxiang knows that he seems to be hypocritical, but this is love, this is painful secret love.