Chapter 1864 Big Belly

"Well, but you don't write his name, just ask someone to pass the love letter to him, and if he responds after reading it, it means he likes you too. If he refuses, and you didn't write his name, it can be said that it was a mistake. Don't let him misunderstand you. In this way, no matter whether he accepts or rejects, you won't be too embarrassed." Jiang Nannan said firmly.

"It seems...it's a good idea." Jun Liao nodded thoughtfully.

After saying goodbye to Jiang Nannan, he died and went home.

Rong Chen gave her the key at noon, and when she opened the door, seeing that Rong Chen hadn't come back, she snorted softly.

He casually ate some fruit, and went back to his room to think about the love letter when he was done.

I found a good-looking letterhead, held a ballpoint pen and started to daze.

How to write a love letter.

From childhood to adulthood, although the number of love letters she received was not many, there were a few times.

But think about it, some of the content is so nasty and disgusting that I can't read it.

Just thinking about it, I feel that I can never write that kind of thing.

So how to write...

[I like you, the sunrise is you, the sunset is you, the spring breeze is you, the winter snow is you...]

I wrote a few lines intermittently, and then crumpled up the letter paper and threw it away.

It's just disgusting.

She couldn't stand it herself.

I changed to a new letter paper and thought about it again.

[As long as you take the initiative, we will have a story...]

Ahhhhh, what the hell is this.

Jun Liao threw away the letter paper and searched for love letter templates online.

[Kites have the wind, dolphins have the sea, and I want to have you. 】

In just three lines, I read it several times after reading it, but I still feel bad.

She lay on the table a little irritable, and swiped her phone.

[The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you. 】

After finishing writing, Jun lit up and threw away the pen again.

She didn't have two days to live, and she was getting old.

Probably wait until you become bald, and you won't be able to wait until you become bald.

As for those who write love and love on the Internet, I am even more embarrassed to write it, just thinking about it will make me blush and burn.

Why is it so difficult?

It turns out that confession is also a kind of trouble.

After dawdling for nearly two hours, one piece of letter paper was scrapped.

Seeing that there was only the last one left, Jun Liao took a deep breath and pulled himself together.

[I like you, can you like me a little? It's over. 】

After looking it over and over again, I decided to leave it at that.

After carefully folding the letter paper and putting it in the backpack, the whole person relaxed.

After taking a shower, Jun Liao opened his notebook and began to write a novel.

She didn't know how many days she could live. If she knew the date, she would plan to write a perfect ending for the story.

But she is a bit taboo about diseases and doctors, and she doesn't dare to listen to anything related to cancer.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Jun Liao put on his slippers to open the door, stood on tiptoe over the peephole to look, and then asked, "Where's your key?"

"It's not for you." Rong Chen said calmly.

"You just have a key?"

"My mother still has one." Rong Chen said slowly, he was not in a hurry if she didn't open the door.

"Hmph, you have today too. If you want to come in, ask me first."

Rong Chen pursed his lips and said, "You treat yourself like a little white rabbit, and you need someone to coax you."

"You...you just stand outside, don't expect me to open the door for you." Jun turned around angrily.

To mock her, to mock her?

Rong Chen leaned against the wall and waited for a few seconds.

Seeing that there was no movement outside, Jun Liao couldn't help but wonder if he was doing something wrong, so he quietly turned back and leaned against the door to listen to the movement outside.

"Mom, yes. I made the student's belly big, and she is angry now and won't let me go home. Can you give me a key."

My classmates have written love letters. Hahaha.