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Chapter 18 Youth sprouts (2)

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    Wen Wenming returned home, took a shower, sat in the study, tore up five or six manuscripts, and then wrote the following paragraph¡ª¡ªYang Wen: You are as beautiful as your name!  You are ingenious!  versatile!  Many boys in our class like you!  But what about me?  !  Not very good-looking!  Barely worthy of the audience!  No talent either!  Only draw some broken pictures!  real!  I have self-knowledge!  Know that I am not good enough for you!  My parents have also repeatedly told me not to talk about personal affairs with my children!  They also expect me to pass the entrance exam to a good university to make my ancestors shine!  What happened today is that I am not good!  I sincerely regret to you!  I wish you an early discovery of the real Prince Charming!

    Civilization used a series of exclamation marks, which meant to show that what I wrote was all from the bottom of my heart, and I felt it.  After finishing writing, I felt that it was passable: firstly, Yang Wen could understand it after reading it; secondly, it wouldn't hurt her face.  So Wenming found the letter, sealed it, and went out to have dinner with a sigh of relief.

    The next afternoon, Wen Wen asked Yang Wen to meet in the park.

    Yang Wen specially wore a floral skirt, and the two met in the park.  There are teahouses in the park, and Civilization asked for two seats.

    "Civilization, what kind of conspiracy are you going to play?"

    "Where is there any conspiracy?! It's hot, let's drink a cup of tea to moisten our throats!"

    Yang Wen also sat down generously:

    "I always think you came prepared!" After she finished speaking, she felt that she was contradictory, and she wished that Wenhua was ready to show her love, so she hurriedly said embarrassedly, "You have always been a monkey and a monkey."  of!"

    "You flatter me too much! I forgot to tell you that you are 'incredibly' beautiful today!" Wenming played lip service.

    Yang Wen was so happy that her heart was blossoming, she felt that she had really become a princess in this small park, and her confidence rose rapidly like the Forbes index: "How can you explain what happened yesterday?"

    "I¡­¡­"

    "You, you, you again! Why do you sometimes feel 'intuit' unhappy!" Yang Wen deliberately imitated civilization, and said the word "intuit" particularly prominently.

    "I'm embarrassed to say!"

    "We are all such big people! What are you embarrassed about?!"

    "I. I'm really embarrassed, so I deliberately" Wen Wenming took out the letter he wrote last night from his trouser pocket. The envelope was crumpled by him. He quickly flattened it with his hands and handed it to Yang Wen.  "Look! I deliberately wrote down what was in my heart, you should read it yourself!"

    Yang Wen took the letter grandly, tore open the envelope with Elizabeth's graceful posture, and then inspected the "letter" with Churchill's calmness.

    Civilization's heart reached his throat, and it was about to jump out.

    He paid attention to Yang Wen's face, it started to look like a flower grew, and slowly the flower faded, thorns grew, and the letter paper fell from his hand.

    Civilization knew that this was the calm before the storm, and he gritted his teeth to keep his heart from slipping out of his mouth.

    "You're a bastard!" Yang Wen stood up angrily, grabbed the teacup in front of her and splashed it on Wenming's face, and ran away crying without looking back.

    Fortunately, the tea is not very hot, but the civilization is embarrassing enough - the teakeeper on the side looked at him gloatingly!  What Wenming doesn't understand the most is that Yang Wen's anger is caused by the letter that he thought was infallible. Thinking of Yang Wen's sadness and loss just now, Wenming also feels that it is really wrong!  But at that time, she had the most holy and noble piety for love - he knew that his affection for Yang Wen was not the kind of love feeling he wanted, so he simply made her long-term pain worse than short-term pain, hating only falling flowers and falling in love with running water,  Flowing water has no heart to fall in love with falling flowers. The most to blame is that I have become that ruthless running water. But, the matter has come to this point, so I can only comfort myself with "Tao is ruthless but there is emotion".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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