Chapter 652

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
In Song Qinghuan's impression, Si Beibei was definitely not like Si Canaan.

The impression of the division north, as if it is short and small, thin and black, like the wind on the same hemp pole.

When others play, he is reading, when others make trouble, he is reading, when others read, he is still reading.

So his grades are very good, first in the class.

But no one likes him, and no one wants to be at the same table with him.

Teacher for this headache, a called to the office to ask, who would like to and division north become a table.

But everyone disliked him and avoided him far away, because there was always a strange smell in him.

Later, song Qinghuan learned that he had no parents, but was raised by his grandmother, who was not in good health when she was old. So every day before and after class, he had to pick up waste products and sell them to earn money to pay his tuition.

At that moment, song Qinghuan felt that the smell of Si Beibei was no longer bad.

So when the teacher asked song Qinghuan if he would like to be at the same table with the Secretary, song Qinghuan agreed.

No matter how he bullied his classmates, he didn't say it.

So when song Qinghuan becomes his deskmate and takes the initiative to say hello to him, he blushes, but ignores song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan also does not put on the heart, still every day to greet him with a smile.

Until one day, song Qinghuan had a math problem that she couldn't do. When she asked her classmates, they couldn't do it either.

At this time, the division of North handed his notes to her, said: "if you do not dislike, you look at my bar, I have solved."

Song Qinghuan looked at him in surprise and then laughed: "thank you!"

Division north very embarrassed, face suddenly turned red, stuttered hands: "you're welcome, you're welcome."

After this matter, song Qinghuan will find Si Beibei if she has any questions she doesn't know. Si Beibei has a good result and can always help her solve them.

Gradually, she and the Secretary became more and more familiar.

After the final exam, Si Beifang waited for her and left school with her. On the way, he asked her, "if I don't come next year, will you remember me?"

Song Qing said with a smile: "of course I will remember you. You are the best one among all my classmates. I will never forget you in my life."

Smell speech, the face of division north suddenly red again.

He didn't speak for a long time. At the fork of the road, he moved his lips several times, and finally said the words from the bottom of his heart: "song Song Qinghuan, thank you for being so kind to me. I like you. I'll be next semester I may not go back to school, but I will like you all my life. Don't forget me. "

Then he ran away.

Song Qinghuan looks at the rapidly disappearing figure with wide eyes and a dull face.

At that time, she was very green and didn't understand the definition of liking, but she had seen a lot of TV dramas and knew what a lover was. It was the name of two people she liked when they were together.

At that moment, she also blushed. After all, this is the first time that a boy has expressed his love for her.

But after that day, she had never seen him again.

At first, song Qinghuan would think of him from time to time, but with the loss of time, she gradually forgot the black, thin and small, but always the first table.