"It was originally like this ..." The bunny coughed twice, raised his small hand, and shook his head toward Cheng Zhiyan:
"Dove chocolate, vanilla flavor,
Coco brownie, durian jackfruit,
Cheese corn, chicken mashed potatoes,
Black Pepper Beef Tenderloin, Scallion Spicy Chicken,
Braised pork ribs with vinegar sauce is not as good as you,
Not as good as you! !! Do not! Such as! you! "
"Oh ..." Cheng Zhiyan laughed without hearing a reply. "It's kind of rhyme, then it was so long. Why did it get shorter?"
"Because I read it to our teacher again." Xiaotu spontaneously climbed to Cheng Zhiyan's bed and sat with his hands on his chin. "The teacher said, you ca n’t write so much food, or you have n’t finished reading it, just I thought it was a menu and I would n’t read it anymore, so I removed everything I did n’t like very much. "
Cheng Zhiyan looked at her with amusement.
The two love letters received from Bunny should be the most amazing of all the love letters he received.
The love letters he received from childhood to childhood are short and straightforward such as "I like you", and there are various metaphors to describe him very beautifully, such as "your smile is like the bright sunshine of summer, illuminated by "I am a blue sky", but those love letters were thrown away after he had read them. Only the two love letters that were not love letters by Bunny made him deeply remembered.
"Brother, orange juice, can I write well?" Xiaotu looked at Cheng Zhiyan's smile on the lips, and immediately smiled brightly. She gathered beside Cheng Zhiyan, a pair of hands holding his arms tightly, his voice was crisp. Asked inquisitively.
"Okay." Cheng Zhiyan reached out and touched her furry head, urging narrowly: "I remember someone who said they wanted to write a love letter to me every day, why couldn't I see it later."
"Hey ... because I can't write, it's also very troublesome to find my mother to write for me." Xiaotu said to Cheng Zhi with a look of little adult: "Besides, that love letter, how can it be called a love letter, my mother Say, that's a ghost symbol. "
Cheng Zhiyan smiled helplessly and shook his head.
The bunny laughed for a while, then suddenly didn't laugh again. She bit her lip, dangling for a long time, and finally spoke like a mosquito humming and asked Cheng Cheng: "Brother Orange Juice, I heard my mother say, After you go to junior high school, you can't send me to school every day, pick me up from school ... Is it true? "
Cheng Zhiyan paused for a moment, silent for a moment, without speaking.
"Isn't it?" Rabbit raised his head, looked at Cheng Zhiyan, blinked, and asked pitifully: "Mom said that the junior high school time is very early, the school time is very late, and there is no time to pick me up ... "
After a long time, Cheng Zhiyan finally nodded and said "um".
"Why did I grow up so slowly? If I could grow up a little faster, it would be good to go to junior high school with you." The rabbit looked at Cheng Yan with a little discourage, and said in a small mouth: "This brother, orange juice Just my classmates, I can go to school with you after school. "
"Everyone has grown up slowly since you were so young." Cheng Zhiyan squatted down, a pair of clear eyes looked at the bunny, thin lips opened slightly, and her voice was gently toward her: "Don't worry, I Will slowly wait for you to grow up. "