To my dear Mr. Meng

I held down my schoolbag, and my shadow was dragged by the street lamp for a long time, like a thief with stolen goods.

Somehow, I took the box of chocolates and the love letter.

—It must be a love letter.It is absolutely impossible to put it together with chocolate, such as "race against the clock and review smartly, study hard and practice hard to achieve good results" and other unappetizing commendations.

I don't know how I put that box of chocolates, which is neither big nor small, into my schoolbag. When I came to my senses, it was already lying in my schoolbag.The sweat on his back was dried by the wind, and the sweat-soaked T-shirt was coldly attached to his spine, like a thick snake.Someone patted the back of my neck from behind, and before I could turn around, Mr. Meng had already walked up to me and picked up his schoolbag: "What are you doing?"

I woke up and said, "No, your schoolbag was not packed just now."

He looked at me suspiciously: "You didn't put something in my bag, did you?"

After hearing this, my heart almost jumped out of my chest: "How is it possible!"

He still didn't seem to believe it, so he unzipped the schoolbag himself.

- It's over.

He must have known there were chocolates in the bag, but he didn't tell me.After all, after self-study next night, I was waiting for him to clean up at the door. It is impossible for him not to see this thing when he put his homework in his bag.Maybe he has read this love letter a long time ago, and already knows who the person who wrote the love letter is. Since he didn't throw away or return the things, it means that he didn't refuse.

No rejection!

So what's the point of me playing these tricks here like a clown?What else can you do but be disgusting?

In the few seconds Mr. Meng flipped through the schoolbag, I was already sweating from head to toe.I didn't realize that he had closed the schoolbag until the zipper was pulled and whimpered, with a smile on his face.

"It's okay, okay. Zeng Yang caught a gecko today and said he was going to put it in one of our bags. I thought you threw that thing in my bag."

I almost knelt down for him.

I didn't see anything on his face until we parted at the station.

Maybe he really doesn't know about chocolate?

I took the chocolate out of the bag, put it on the table, and started to regret it.

I should have asked Mr. Meng face-to-face—pressing him with the usual bad tone when boys hurt each other.It would be even better if it attracted the attention of others, Tang Yucai, Zhao Tianlu or Zeng Yang, it doesn't matter to anyone, anyway, everyone will rush to grab this love letter, recite it emotionally, and let the girl hide it The precious little thoughts in the homework have become our jokes for a long time.

Adolescent boys are really detestable, no wonder many years later the wealthy woman Guan Ting said that she would pay for the development of an R-rated game that "beats teenage boys violently".

The love letter was spread out on the English book, cutting a long list of familiar words into letters one by one, spinning around in front of my eyes, my mother's voice on the phone was still rough and scratching my eardrums through the thick bedroom door .My dad bought a new house some time ago and planned to move in a while. She was very happy recently and was busy looking around for new furniture, which made all the uncles and aunts jealous.

I looked at the ceiling, and the two letters of the love letter's signature floated to my eyes lightly.

GT.

The first name that popped into my mind was Guan Ting, and all the hairs on my body stood on end, I hurriedly opened the love letter and read it again—unlike Guan Ting’s handwriting, she copied my homework every day, and I knew her wild and unruly hands The words are not so delicate.

But it's not sure, what if she wrote it like this on purpose?

Guan Ting and Mr. Meng have been classmates for two years, and if they like it, they will already like it. Is it necessary to write a love letter at this time?

The relationship between Guan Ting and boys has always been very good. Some girls isolated her because of this. After she entered the liberal arts class in the second year of high school, all the boys in the class were treasures. There was no one who had a bad relationship with Guan Ting, so she was also rejected by some of the class. Girls are more crowded out, often with me and Mr. Meng.But if she likes Mr. Meng, I really don't see it at all.

Someone sighed.When I looked back, I realized it was me.

It was so easy to leave one Xiao Fang, and now another one came, how could Meng Qiansheng attract so many rotten peach blossoms?

Xiao Fang went to the science class, and now we are downstairs, everyone is not very common, and the teachers in the class are basically different, so the relationship is gradually alienated.At that time, I was full of joy every day, and I was called by the teacher to stand in the corridor for punishment because of smiling inexplicably in class.

The big rock Xiao Fang in my heart fell to the ground, and I was going to bite the bullet and confess to Mr. Meng, so I naturally put it on hold.He and I are so good and happy every day, why bother to poke a hornet's nest?

This time it's good.

The corner of the letter paper with two small letters was almost fluffed by my fingers.

The next day, the head teacher adjusted the new seat according to the monthly routine, and Mr. Meng sat obliquely behind me.

Guan Ting asked for leave today.

My heart went up to my throat.

Last night, I worked so hard to find countless "ironclad evidence" that proved that GT is not Guanting.

I have used my ability to observe words and emotions to the extreme, but I still haven't seen any clues in Mr. Meng.The squad leader Bao Junli was his new tablemate, and he just gave him a box of milk, showing the spirit of blood for alliance.He noticed my gaze and asked with a smile, "What are you doing? Do you want a drink?"

As he said that, he threw the carton of milk over and rolled into my arms.

"Who cares what you give."

"Then you still come."

I threw the milk into the drawer with my backhand: "I'm doing it for Bao Junli's sake, okay?"

Bao Junli clapped his hands, his eyes sparkled: "That's right! Drink more milk to supplement calcium, which is good for your health. Now the pressure of studying is too great, and my mother is afraid that my nutrition can't keep up..."

Bao Junli is good at everything, but he is too talkative.

After the last geography class in the afternoon, I was called into the office by the head teacher.

Our homeroom teacher is also considered a strange person. There is still a rumor in the school that a female student committed suicide because she was rejected because she showed her love to him. It's a bitter love story of absolute love and obsession, the kind so disgusting that the female ghost in the men's restroom would scream and laugh strangely after hearing it.

After all, he is a teacher who will ask me to be a study committee member, so it is not normal to think about it.

My head was burning with impatience, and the class teacher slowly spit out a mouthful of tea foam on the other end. Seeing that it was late, he insisted on inviting me to the staff cafeteria for dinner.Because of my poor performance in class some time ago, I was worried that he would sue my mother and say "He Yujun stared at the same table every day in class", so I dared not resist.

After dinner, I went straight to the basketball court without saying a word. I didn’t see Big Brother. Everyone was resting, sitting next to the cheerleaders.I saw Zhan Xinlei and Dai Hang sitting next to Mr. Meng at a glance. Mr. Meng said something funny, and the three of them laughed together.

As they approached, the three of them raised their heads in unison.Zhan Xinlei greeted me generously, and Mr. Meng moved to Dai Hang's side to make room for him: "Come and sit."

I sat down nervously.Zhan Xinlei said that their class was going to have activities at the class meeting tomorrow, but I was distracted and just turned my eyes around Mr. Meng.To be honest, I feel that every word and every look of Mr. Meng today has a deep meaning, as if he is waiting for me to surrender.

Zhan Xinlei suddenly burst out laughing. Before we could react, she looked at me and said, "He Yujun, you look so cute staring at Meng Qiansheng."

Mr. Meng looked at me immediately.

It was the first time I was caught, and I turned my eyes away in embarrassment, a little annoyed: "How can you say boys are cute!"

Zhan Xinlei clasped her hands together and put them in front of her face, smiling sincerely: "I'm sorry, I'm the one who said something wrong, you are very handsome, adults don't remember villains, okay?"

Dai Hang laughed loudly, and Mr. Meng also laughed and said, "Don't pay attention to him, he's just playing with you, he's not that mean."

I bumped into it with an elbow: "Go, you're the one who talks too much."

Mr. Meng grabbed the arm I had stabbed in front of his chest, and made a gesture to beat me up. Dai Hang and a few high school substitutes next to him started applauding, and someone shouted in the noise: "He Yujun!"

Mr. Meng let go of me. He didn't really use much force at first. I just got up from the ground when Guan Ting, who was carrying a schoolbag, came to me aggressively.

"Come here, I have something to tell you."

It was only a dozen or so short steps before I walked to the ginkgo tree on the other side of the basketball court, and all kinds of thoughts in my mind burst out like a flood.As soon as Guan Ting stopped, I said first: "I also have something to tell you."

do my best.

Guan Ting glanced at me and nodded seriously: "Okay. Then you go first."

I put my hands in my pockets, trying to look as calm as possible: "Do you like Meng Qiansheng?"

The ginkgo leaves above the head are rustling by the hot evening wind, and the whole campus is quiet and peaceful.Guan Ting's expression under the tree changed several times, and finally settled on an expression as if he had swallowed some solid excrement.

"What did you say?"

This expression is enough to explain everything, I felt relieved, and quickly changed the subject: "I was joking with you. What do you want to say?"

Guan Ting, who has always been a big gossip, didn't chase me hard on this issue, and I was a little flustered while returning to my internal organs.

Guan Ting's schoolbag was shaken by her irritably: "Did you know that my parents are going to divorce?"

I'm dumb.

She glared fiercely: "Speak!"

"Yeah, it's not a long time, it's just two weeks ago..." I glanced quickly, and she frowned, "I just heard about it when my dad casually asked me if I knew it. He Let me not tell you, since your parents didn't tell you, it means that this matter is undecided, maybe we won't get a divorce. "

After I finished speaking, I felt guilty.For two big bosses like Guan Ting's parents to divorce, the reason for delaying the divorce for so long is definitely not because they are planning to rebuild the old one.

Guan Ting slammed his schoolbag: "Of course they have to wait for the money to be settled before pulling the divorce certificate!"

I touched my nose embarrassingly.

Suddenly there was a strong wind, Guan Ting stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, I was startled: "Don't cry."

"Who's crying? Something blew into my eyes!" Guan Ting stared at me again with his left eye, his right eye was red all over, tears streaming down his face, "Can you see it? It hurts me to death."

I moved closer to her eyelids, and found a small bug in it: "Not yet, go to the toilet and get some water to flush."

Guan Ting turned around and ran to the toilet, almost tripped, I helped her, but still couldn't help laughing, she scolded: "You're still laughing!"

I endured the throbbing pain under my ribs: "I didn't laugh."

When Guan Ting came out of the women's bathroom, there was nothing wrong with him except that his eyes were a little red.I thought about it for a while, and I still said a word: "Your parents... what are you going to do?"

"Can I still set fire to the Civil Affairs Bureau?" She curled her lips, "I guessed that such a day would come, but I thought they would at least consider my feelings until I graduated from high school. Hey, but leave That’s okay, it’s boring.”

"Then you and your father are still?"

"It should be with my father. My mother has told me hundreds of times that if they get divorced, let me live with my father, saying that I am not as caring as other people's daughters, and it will only make her angry. "

I suddenly thought of my mother.

She bit her hair tie, braided her hair again, and asked me inarticulately: "Hey, what happened when you asked me if I liked Meng Qiansheng just now? Who did you listen to? Is there something wrong with Meng Qiansheng?"

Unexpectedly, she still remembered this, and I started to have a headache: "No, didn't I say everything, just to tease you."

"The devil will believe you! Say it quickly."

"Cough, really not... I heard that I was absent on leave before, and it was you and Zhan Xinlei who helped buy food for them..."

"Then why didn't you think it was Zhan Xinlei? Besides, I have been in the same class as Meng Qiansheng for two years. If I liked him, I would have chased him long ago! Anyone who secretly gossips with you about me is really unqualified."

I couldn't help but feel ashamed to see her so disgusted.

Guan Ting laughed strangely: "You don't have a crush on me, do you?"

I felt my facial muscles contort uncontrollably: "What are you thinking!"

She laughed out loud.

Back on the basketball court, before I could talk to Mr. Meng, the big brother called for training, so I had to sit under the shade of a tree to show them something, and fiddle with the scoreboard by the way.

Before I could collect all the rosters of each class and find out the real body of my rival, the league started.As soon as the race started, I was suddenly a busy person, and I put it behind me in the blink of an eye.

He Miao and the others only care about staying on track for a few ten minutes on the field, and they can get whatever they want in the next game. Not only do I have to serve these uncles with tea and water, but I also have to greet the school newspaper reporters who interview each team. The two are holding a small book, which is quite similar; although there are two girls helping the cheerleaders, they are all girls with thin arms and legs. By the way, he helped Big Brother buy a pack of cigarettes, and helped Teacher Gao buy a boxed lunch. After half a day, he didn't touch the stool twice.

Today and next week's games are played at our school. In the morning, I was tired from moving things and my back hurts. In the afternoon, I was free, so I could sit down and fan the wind for a while.The intermission just happened to be in time for the big class break in the afternoon, and the basketball court was surrounded by people from the inner three floors and the outer three floors in a short while.

The two girls from the cheerleaders and I came back with a box of mineral water, sweating profusely in the crowd.After putting down my things, I went to the place where everyone put their belongings and found my schoolbag, and took out a tissue to wipe my sweat.

The zipper of the schoolbag was ajar. I remembered that I was obviously zipping it tightly. I felt strange. When I opened it, I saw a box of mints in a tin can lying inside, next to a familiar pink envelope.

I picked up this brand new envelope and took a look. There was still a familiar handwriting on the cover, neatly written "Meng Qiansheng".

I rummaged through the pile of schoolbags, and finally pulled out Mr. Meng's schoolbag from the bottom.Two schoolbags are put together, the same style, same color, one has three white lines printed on it, the other doesn't.

I just don't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Since you put it in my bag on your own initiative, I will accept it.