Chapter 47
The door opened.
The door is closed.
People are gone.
Bo Qian hasn't come back yet.
He sat on the sofa, maintaining a posture, as if to see a hole in the love letter.
Love letter... To him
Thin shallow heart repeatedly wandering these five words, can't tell what it's like.
He was silent for a long time before he took it and opened it.
The love letter is not long, the handwriting is beautiful, and every word is saying how to secretly love him. I hope he can give me a chance
Thin shallow squeezed it hard, and the letter paper became wrinkled in his hand.
So... Has mu Shinian been secretly in love with him for so long?
But didn't she just come from the countryside?
Besides, what do you secretly love him, pervert?
Could it be that the taste of Mu Shinian is so strong?
One question after another popped out of my mind.
Thin and shallow is irritable, and the moment is like a wad of cotton, which can not be disordered.
Just as it happened, the housekeeper pushed the door in and brought a glass of water: "young master, it's so late. Please rest early."
Then, when he left, he saw the love letter, and his slightly tired eyes lit up two lights: "young master, this, this..."
Thin shallow put the love letter on the table, dragged his cheek with one hand, took a cold bath and... Awkward: "what do you say she's thinking all day?"
The housekeeper craned his neck and looked at the sour words on the envelope. The excited light in his eyes became brighter and brighter: "young master, what's the matter? It's understandable that Miss Mu loves you secretly because you are so good."
Thin shallow raised his eyes and glanced at her without emotion: "just her grades, think about it every day, can her grades be good?"
The housekeeper touched his nose. Young master, you sent someone to class A and didn't expect her to read anything. Come on, what kind of big tail wolf will it pretend to be.
"And." After a pause, thin shallow leaned on the sofa, and a secret light flashed on his handsome face: "I'll die sooner or later."
"Young master!" The housekeeper interrupted him unhappily. His old face was serious: "you will live a long life!"
Bo smiled, and suddenly recovered to the cynical and unpredictable childe: "OK, I won't say that."
The housekeeper was relieved and couldn't help but soften his tone: "young master, good people don't die early. Only evil people will die early, because it's called retribution."
Bo Qian didn't answer. He just stared at the love letter and fell into meditation.
Seeing this, the housekeeper whispered, "Miss Mu is just a little girl even if she is eccentric. Young master, it's normal to like you because you look so good."
The implication is, young master, accept it. Don't hesitate.
Thin shallow raised his hand, the housekeeper understood and took the door to leave.
Calm returned to the house.
Thin and shallow took a sip of water, and the murmur of water slid down his throat, leaving a thought-provoking echo.
Thin shallow put the love letter back into the letter carefully, stretched out his hand and pressed the four corners.
Then he said to himself, "little boy, your eyesight is really poor. I like a short-lived ghost."
……
Make complaints about make complaints about the way out.
The next day, when Bo Qian saw mu Shinian, he was still a little uncomfortable all over.
Although they have only been together for a short period of one month, mu Shinian's character is different from that of ordinary girls. Bo Qian knows this.
In his opinion, writing love letters is not the way of doing things.
This content is taken from (f)reewe(b)novel.𝗰𝗼𝐦