"Then I turned inside for a long time, instead of turning to my little note, I saw a new note..."

When Song Qingchun heard this, she looked up at Tang Nuan.

Tang Nuan touched her sight, the smile on her face became more and more bright, and even the voice was stained with a sensational taste: "...the new note is also a small poem, the handwriting is very neat, and the poem is written It’s very good, just read it again and see the bottom of my heart..."

Speaking of this, Tang Nuan looked sideways with Qin Yinan, seemingly remembering the beautiful first meeting of the lush years. The light under the eyes of the two people looked at each other, and it was gentle.

"...Then I borrowed the book back home, thought hard for a few nights, wrote another poem, and then put the note in the book, and returned it to the library. For a week, I went to the library to read the book with a mentality of trying. I found a new note. I can recognize it from the handwriting. It is the same person as the last note. At that time, I learned that there was a person who was paying attention to the response in this book just like me. After that, we borrowed books to spread poetry."

Song Qingchun stared straight at Tang Nuan, but her hand holding chopsticks had increased her strength.

Borrowing books and poetry...These four characters are so familiar...

Many years ago, on a sunset evening, the sunset in the sky was like the scenes in Japanese anime. She and Tang Nuanhao and a bunch of sisters. When they pushed the bicycle home, she also used such a sighing and hypocritical tone. She said: "That's how Enan and I started borrowing books to spread poetry."

Tang Nuan was still calmly talking about her beautiful first acquaintance with Qin Nanan: "... In the end, writing is not enough, and now I think of it, the poems at that time were more like running accounts, and then we stopped writing poems and began to treat Some secrets from each other's hearts, and then, one weekend before the college entrance examination, when I last went to the library, the last time I went through the book, I met Nanan, and then we only met officially."

"Yeah... Even though five or six years have passed, I always feel the same as what happened yesterday. When I think about it, my heart is always warm." Xuan Xu is probably too passionate about what Tang Nuan said. Then I couldn't help but booed: "And now, I still remember clearly, the sentence you wrote to me at that time..."

Qin Yinan looked at Tang Nuan’s eyes and smiled warmly: “I hope the person who loves me is very happy, and I hope that the person I love likes me.”

Song Qingchun's fingertips began to tremble gently while holding the chopsticks. This sentence was not only remembered by Qin Yinan, she also remembered that even after this year, every time she picked up the pen, she would be unaware of it. Write this sentence under the circumstances.

She hesitated for a long time before turning to look at Qin Yinan. She tried to stabilize her emotions and spoke softly: "What about you? Brother Yinan, do you think that in the notes you wrote at that time, that sentence writes Is the best?"

Qin Yinan thought peacefully for a while, without opening his mouth, he smiled a little embarrassedly, and then his eyes swayed with tenderness, as if he was saying an oath, he solemnly said: " , Join hands until old; if you missed it, protect you well."