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Along the river, people come and go, and it is very lively. Across a wide stream, there are also colorful lights and endless crowds on the other side. Rainbow bridges span the river, connecting both sides of the river bank.
My uncle and Mr. Huang were sitting on the stones under the bridge.
Such square and short stones are lined up in a row by the river, and they are special "chairs" for people to rest.
My uncle was very nervous and didn't dare to look at Teacher Huang during the whole process. Teacher Huang was very relaxed. Seeing his forehead sweating from nervousness, he couldn't help but smile.
The uncle was so nervous that he stuttered: "IIis it funny?"
"It's cute." Teacher Huang said with a smile, her round baby face was full of smiles, and my uncle's heart melted immediately. How can there be such a cute girl in the world?
"Icute?" The uncle swallowed, and it was so cute for a cute girl to say that other people are cute.
"You think I'm cute?" Uncle suddenly regained his energy.
Seeing the expectant look on his uncle's face, Mr. Huang nodded with certainty.
The uncle was immediately elated, and almost went to pull Teacher Huang, but he retracted his hand halfway, and said, "I didn't actually send those thousand paper cranes."
Teacher Huang said: "I know."
The uncle was surprised: "How do you know?"
"You can tell by a child's handwriting at a glance, and I'm not a fool." Teacher Huang smiled, his eyes rolled around, and he was a little cunning.
Uncle was so surprised, "Then youthen youwhy are you still willing" to be my girlfriend?
Teacher Huang took the initiative to hold my uncle's hand, and my uncle froze like an electric shock, and then his face flushed.
Teacher Huang held his hand tightly and said, "Actually, I have a crush on you for a long time" Maybe it was that time when she was alone on the street in the rain and met my uncle, so he should take her in. Uncle is a kind boy. A kind boy deserves to be liked by others.
"You are a real person. You obviously like me too, but why don't you dare to confess to me boldly? You still need the help of the children. If the children don't help you send a thousand paper cranes, don't you ever plan to tell me?" Confession?"
Teacher Huang suddenly became angry, her round baby face showed dissatisfaction, and her small mouth was pouted.
The uncle hurriedly said: "No, no, I'm not"
"you do not like me?"
"Of course not, of course not" The uncle's tongue was tied.
Teacher Huang smiled "puchi" again: "You haven't confessed your love to me yet."
That's right, the thousand paper cranes before were all given by his nephews, and the confession was also made by his nephews for him, and he hasn't confessed himself.
"Huang" The uncle found out that he didn't know Teacher Huang's name yet.
Mr. Huang introduced himself with understanding: "My name is Huang Ling, the spirit of the lark."
The uncle said: "My name is tomorrow."
Teacher Huang muttered: "I know your name."
The uncle said "Oh" and there was no more.
Teacher Huang frowned, and my uncle hurriedly said, "Huang Ling, I like you."
It turns out that my uncle, who is an honest man, can also play tricks.
Teacher Huang didn't know whether he was happy to hear the confession, or he was amused by his uncle's "secret", so he laughed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com