Chapter 91 Love Poetry

After shaking for a while, another person stood at the door. This time, it was really Situ Yin. He saw that the door was open, and Mi Shu stood stupidly at the door and asked strangely,

"What's wrong?"

I don't know why, when I saw Situ Yin again at this moment, I felt like I was in another world. I suddenly felt that they hadn't seen each other for a long time, but it was clear that they separated in the morning. Now he finally came back, and Mi Shu's soul was able to return to its place. She responded tremblingly,

"No, it's nothing."

She was ready to ask "Where have you been", but she felt that this matter did not seem to be her business. Instead, she felt a sense of nosy and closeness, so she suppressed this sentence back.

"I'm going home to see my mother."

Situ Yin seemed to understand people's minds. Although Mi Shu did not ask, he still explained lightly and had to admit that this sentence really made Mi Shu unable to say anything about itchy, which was much better.

Mi Shu answered "Oh" and was still struggling to gossip about whether he should often care about his mother Xia Yuhe's body, so as to make this awkward atmosphere a little more lively. The next second, she heard her name shout abruptly.

"Xiaomi! Xiaomi!"

The other party shouted unheard, and Mishu suddenly panicked. Isn't this voice Xie Junjie who had just left? Headache, this guy, what the hell are you going to do?

The sound came from downstairs. Mi Shu quickly walked to the balcony of the living room and stretched out her neck to look at it. It didn't look tight. At first glance, Xie Junjie stood downstairs in the yard of the old building. Colorful balloons swayed in the air with the wind, and the line that was only clenched in his hand saw Mishu's Suddenly, when Xie Junjie took the initiative to let go, the balloon flew up!

There are about a dozen red, yellow and blue balloons tied together, which looks quite spectacular. With the breakaway of bondage, the hydrogen balloons slowly rise, and Xie Junjie shouted excitedly downstairs with his neck up.

"Xiaomi, I love you!"

This roar was strong enough. The lights in the homes of the neighbors who had fallen asleep at this time lit up one by one, and they stretched out their necks to look out one after another...

Mi Shu couldn't wait to look over the balcony and jump from here calmly, which was better than being the object of everyone's discussion like this. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do. Her elegant downwind ears were very good, and the comments of the neighbors also came to her ears one after another.

"Yo, isn't this Xiaomi's boyfriend? What is this?"

"You forgot so soon. Didn't he come at the wedding last month? He escaped from the wedding!"

"What is he? In the middle of the night, is it noisy?

"Grandma, grandma, come and see it. It's so romantic... like an idol drama!"

Mishu was so embarrassed that he only felt that the facial features of human beings were really superfluous. At the critical moment, it was useless at all. Mishu lowered his voice and shouted at Xie Junjie, the idiot who was ashamed and made her eyes.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The beautiful voice was so small that the other party could not hear it. Coupled with his wave gesture, Xie Junjie also mistakenly thought that Mishu was interacting with him, and the excitement on his face was a little more, and he waved his arms to "respond" to her.

Mi Shu was so anxious that he decided to find some needles or sharp things and punctured all the eye-catching balloons. As soon as he was about to leave and go back to the room, he was stunned by the balloon that gradually flew in front of him.

Just as the balloon was far away, Mishu didn't see clearly that there were two banners hanging on the balloon, red banners, and the words on them slowly printed into Mishu's eyes, which immediately wet her eyes...

But I wish to win the heart of a person, and I will never be separated from each other in this life.

The short 14 words completely made Mishu's strength to stand up desperately collapsed in an instant, and memories surged like a flood.

In the last year of college, Mishu nervously joined a school club. Looking at the extraordinary and refined beauty in the literary club, she also had a fever and joined the literary club. Once she worked hard** and wrote such a poem randomly, and now she can't remember the content of the whole poem. I just remember that this poem was still on the school radio at that time. Later, somehow, the vice president of the literary society, who had never appeared, asked her alone and told her on a path in the school,

"I'm the person you're looking for, and we will never be separated from each other."

The vice president is Xie Junjie.

Now that I think about it, I can't make such an unromantic confession, but at that time, I felt that there was no sweeter vow in the world than that sentence.

Later, Xie Junjie told her that he was attracted by such a broken poem. The author of this poem was unexpectedly in the literary club he had been named. Two people who may never have intersectioned, because such a "broken poem" is seven years of love.

And now, this familiar and strange sentence, after such a long time, when it reappears, the sweet past has all surged up, almost breaking down her unstable position.

At that time, I really thought that he was the person I was looking for, but who would have thought that fate would be arranged like this? They clearly loved each other, but there was a long river that could never be crossed. Their noses were sore, and the next second, tears were about to flow down.

The body was suddenly pulled by external force. Mi Shu seemed to be shocked, and Situ Yin stood aside.

"I'm sorry, I'll go to the balcony to get something."

Although the balcony is small, it is enough for two people to stand. Since others said so, Mishu had to give in and walk out of the balcony.

I don't know what Situ Yin has done on the balcony. Sometimes he feeds three pets and stretches his waist. The balcony is not high, not to mention Situ Yin is tall. People downstairs can see him at a glance, but they don't know if he is Sima Zhao's heart.

After finishing his work, he closed the glass door of the balcony.

"It's windy, be careful of catching a cold."

Then he went empty-handed and sat back on the sofa in the living room. Mishu stood there. I don't know if it would be rude to open the door of the balcony at this moment.

It's just that after Situ Yin's "mischieve", the mood that was seduced just now also calmed down. After thinking about it, he didn't go back to the balcony. Xie Junjie also strangely didn't call him again and seemed to have left...

Mi Shu cleaned up his mood and was about to go back to his room when Situ Yin on the sofa stood up and asked her,

"Have you had dinner yet?"

After being reminded by him, Mi Shu remembered that she had not had dinner. When she returned home, she only thought about where he had gone. Unexpectedly, she even forgot the major life event of eating. Later, she was so mixed up by Xie Junjie, and she didn't remember whether she had eaten or not. But it was so late, how dare she let Si Tu Yin opened a small stove for her alone and had to say,

"I ate it."

I didn't expect that as soon as this sentence came out, my stomach disobediently sang against her and shouted...

Mishu only felt that she wanted to open the door of the balcony again and jumped down with a full face.

Situ Yin didn't say anything and ran to the kitchen without saying a word. Mi Shu's face was so red that she could eat it directly...