I also want to fall in love

With this question in mind, Xu Erge lasted until noon.

Jiang Xiaoni poked Xu Erge's back lightly with her fingers, and said mysteriously, "Erlang, I'll show you something."

"what?"

Jiang Xiaoni took out the mysterious backpack she brought out from home this morning, and said with a smile, "Let's go to the small garden, and I'll show it to you!"

Xu Erge raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Is it so mysterious?"

Xu Erge and Jiang Xiaoni went to school together, and they were curious about the backpack that Jiang Xiaoni had been carrying since the morning, but they didn't get an answer when they asked.

After the two came to the small garden, Jiang Xiaoni couldn't wait to open her backpack, and then took out school uniforms from the backpack.

That's right, school uniforms.

Moreover, Xu Erge recognized them at a glance, those were the school uniforms he had worn and had to replace.

There are a total of 21 pieces of clothing, and he memorizes each one, because the letters on the back of the school uniform contain his endless pain.

Xu Erge instantly recalled every class in the past, the time when Jiang Xiaoni pierced his back in class...

Nightmare, whose school uniform will always look like a jersey like his! ! !

However, as the school uniforms were taken out one after another, he watched the different letters start to be spliced ​​together, gradually forming an unintelligible sentence.

It wasn't English, but a language he didn't know.

But Xu Erge could probably guess the meaning of this sentence, it was probably a confession.

In fact, Jiang Xiaoni has collected so many school uniforms in the past three years of high school, he has already guessed, and it is simply not easy to guess.

But, after all, there are so many clothes, Xu Erge doesn't know what language Jiang Xiaoni uses.

After Jiang Xiaoni took out all the clothes, she stayed where she was, searched around, and said in a daze, "Hey... why is there one thing missing? Where is my t? Where is my t?"

Xu Erge blinked, then glanced at the school uniform he was wearing, took it off silently, and handed it to Jiang Xiaoni.

On the back of this school uniform, a small letter [t] was dotted with dense ink pens.

"Here's the last one."

Jiang Xiaoni: "..."

It's outrageous, she actually forgot to take off Xuerge's last piece of clothing.

Jiang Xiaoni's little face turned red all of a sudden, and after a while, even the roots of her ears turned red, as if there was still a faint steam rising from her head.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she secretly glanced at Xu Erge's naked upper body, the muscular and firm muscles, the sharp lines, very eye-catching.

Not only boys can be perverts, girls also have perverts...

What Jiang Xiaoni likes to see most is Xu Erge's appearance.

Awesome! ! !

Xu Erge watched Jiang Xiaoni spread out the clothes on the grass, arranged them in a certain order, and formed a sentence. He approached and asked curiously: "Which country's language is this? What does it mean. "

Jiang Xiaoni looked back at Xu Erge's eyes, with genuine love in the depths of her eyes, and said joyfully, "This is Urdu—mein tumhay pyar karta hun, which means, I love you~"

Although he had expected it, when Jiang Xiaoni said those three words, Xu Erge still felt a ripple in his heart, and endless joy gushed out from the depths of his heart.

Three years of time, bit by bit of accumulation, finally converged into this sentence.

There are too many things reflected in this intention.

As long as Jiang Xiaoni stopped this behavior in the past three years, there would be no birth of such a special gift today.

Jiang Xiaoni's long-term love is so long that he is deeply moved, but also deeply guilty.

He will never be able to give Jiang Xiaoni all his love.

Half of the love he gives will belong to Jiang Yijie.

But at this moment, Xu Erge swore inwardly that he would treat Jiang Yijie and Jiang Xiaoni wholeheartedly, and he could give them everything he had.

Jiang Xiaoni looked at him obsessively, and said softly: "Erlang, I love you, I love you so much."

Xu Erge's eyes gradually softened, he stared at Jiang Xiaoni affectionately, and responded seriously: "Jiang Xiaoni, I love you too!"

The perfect atmosphere has arrived.

Xu Erge didn't take into account that he was in school now, nor did he take into account that it was the noon break at this moment. Some students might choose to take a walk here instead of eating. He leaned over and kissed Jiang Xiaoni's lips.

After a while, the two separated.

Xu Erge said with a smile: "Xiao Ni, thank you, your gifts are very special, I like them very much, and I will treasure them for a lifetime."

"Really? That's fine."

Jiang Xiaoni giggled, her eyes narrowed.

"Of course, a lifetime is very long, so I hope you will keep them with me." Xu Erge took Jiang Xiaoni's hand and said with a smile.

Jiang Xiaoni looked at Xu Erge, and suddenly said: "You look so silly when you smile now."

Xu Erge did not refute, because he felt that this must be a truth, and now he must be laughing silly.

However, there is no way not to be stupid!

"However, student Smelly Po, I have some questions I want to ask you."

Xu Erge pointed to these clothes and said softly: "You can give it to me at home, it's fine."

It's not that he ruined the atmosphere, but he was really curious about this question.

"How can that be? This is our memory on campus. Of course I still have to give it to you on campus."

"These school uniforms record the evidence of my love for you when I was a student."

Jiang Xiaoni said with a smile, but her face was slightly rosy.

She was very shy. She had accumulated such a gift for three full years, and finally, when she still liked Xu Erge the most, she delivered this gift to him.

There is only one reason for their displeasure, and that is that this beautiful campus love has an extra third party, Jiang Yijie, who cannot be driven away.

Recently, she has been looking for opportunities to give this prepared gift every day, and every time she thinks about it, she always has the thought of hitting Jiang Yijie.

If you think about it too much, it will almost become an obsession.