The next day, I will go to school to get the report card in the afternoon. In the morning, the two sisters are sitting in the hall watching TV. Song ran doesn't say much. Now that she is wrong in breathing, how dare she say more?

There was a knock on the door outside. Song ran immediately looked through the window. Wu Ma walked through the yard and opened the iron door. Vaguely, she saw Yang Haitao in a white shirt.

Suddenly, her sister was still angry. How could Yang Haitao come here so quickly?

No matter what it is, her sister probably won't listen to it.

As she was about to get up, song Xuan said coldly, "sit down for me."

Song ran touched his head with a guilty heart: "I want to go to the toilet."

"I'll let you sit down."

Song ran was wronged: "how are you fascist?"

Song Xuan glances at her, and song ran immediately shut up.

The sound of opening the door was followed by the sound of footsteps. Song Xuan sat quietly, and in the corner of her eyes, she saw a tall figure, as if she were lost in the green color outside the window.

Song Xuan's eyes are firmly fixed on the TV, never wavering.

Yang Haitao walks to the sofa. A pair of slender hands reach her in front of her. Her slender clean hands hold a letter. Song Xuan sweeps her eyes and doesn't speak.

Yang Haitao said sincerely: "Song Xuan, please read this letter. All I want to say is in it. I know you don't want to see me or listen to me. So please read this letter. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I just hope you don't get angry. Anger is bad for your health."

Song Xuan pulled out the letter and threw it into the garbage can without reading it. Then she looked up at Yang Haitao and said, "boss Yang, you can go."

Keke, song ran Tao, you should get up first, and then you should go back

I'm afraid there will be a world war if we wait any longer. These two people can't get together at present.

Yang Haitao is pushed to the door by song ran. Yang Haitao's expression is sincere: "Song ran, help me."

Song ran waved his hand: "don't worry. I'm sure I can help you. Don't come here for two days. Wait for me to touch her well, then, OK?"

Yang Haitao left song Jiayang house one step at a time.

Song Xuan's fingers on her cheek trembled slightly, and the rest of her eyes remained in the garbage can until song ran bent down to pick up the letter. She grabbed her arm and said, "what are you doing?"

Song ran turned to look at her: "you don't want to see, I want to see, can't you?"

Song Xuan glared at her: "you are not allowed to look."

Song ran reached out and picked up the envelope. She turned around and stood behind her. She quickly opened the letter and raised her eyebrows to look at her sister: "I want to see it."

She didn't just want to see it, she had to read it out

"Song Xuan, Zhan Xinyue, because I like you Because I really like you... "

Read a sentence, song Ran's face will be red, this Yang Haitao, too bold? Isn't that too straightforward? He is really a broken pot.

But song Xuan grabs the letter paper in her hand: "you can go."

Song ran: "ah? This is my home. Where do you want me to go

Song Xuan waved her hand: "I'll go. I'll go upstairs."

With that, she took the writing paper and hurried upstairs to her room.

The writing paper was slapped on the desk.

Frivolous!

Frivolous!

Why do you want to know what's written below?