My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

"...so fragrant! She definitely sprayed perfume, and it's quite a high-end one."

"What an outstanding social technique! The fat guy is definitely sunk. He can't outplay her."

"Hmm..."

"It's not nice to open other people's letters."

"Anyone with a bit of morality, a bit of quality, shouldn't open someone else's love letter."

Talking to himself, he opened the envelope, pulled out the letter inside, and unfolded it to look.

"But I'm not just looking."

"I'm worried about my buddy being deceived."

"That woman doesn't look like a good person..."

(Dear.)

(Hello.)

(I've thought for a long time about this confession...)

After three lines,

Chen Yu couldn't read any further, disgustingly putting the letter back, "Gross, what kind of proper girl starts with 'dear'? If he's going to be fooled, so be it."

"Chen Yu, you're early today," the long-ponytailed female class president entered the classroom, greeting Chen Yu enthusiastically.

As the saying goes, don't look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face, and you still have to look at the owner when beating the dog. (That doesn't seem quite right)

The relationship between the fat neighbor and Chen was well known within the academy.

Not to mention the students.

Some teachers also treated Chen very nicely.

"Came early to get some sleep," Chen replied perfunctorily, folding the love letter neatly and tossing it on the fat neighbor's desk, "I'm going to sleep, call me when it's time for roll call."

"Okay."

The long-ponytailed class president smiled.

...

Time.

Is like people's stomachs.

For "poor people" who eat chaff and rough vegetables, it moves as slowly as constipation.

But for "rich people" who are always greasy, it flies by as fast as diarrhea.

Before long,

the classroom was filled with students from Class 2, Group B.

The last to arrive, the fat neighbor, looking exhausted, "Thump,"

Dropped his backpack, sat down next to Chen with a plop, noticed the pink love letter on the desk, picked it up puzzled, and looked around, "What's this? Who's it for?"

"Chen gave it to you," the long-ponytailed class president said without lifting her head. "I saw him put it on your desk."

"Oh."

Nodding, the fat neighbor opened the love letter, "If you have something to say, just say it. What's with this fuss?"

The letter unfolded, and it read as follows.

(Dear.)

(Hello...)

Looking up sharply, the fat neighbor stared at the sleeping Chen in horror, his eyes almost popping out.

"Gurgle—"

Swallowing hard, the fat neighbor's heart pounded, he rubbed his eyes and looked again.

(Dear.)

(Hello...)

Fat neighbor: "..."

His face turning red instantly, his hands trembling, he glanced at Chen, braced himself, and continued reading.

(I've thought for a long time about this confession.)

(Because I know that once you graduate early, our lives might never intersect again.)

(I admit, I don't like boys who are too fat.)

(But your inner qualities have deeply attracted me.)

(You are so outstanding, and many people have a crush on you. I'm one of them.)

(I know I'm not deserving, my talent is not as good as yours, my strength is not as good as yours.)

(But I really want to stay by your side...)

"So... this is why you wanted to join the assessment with me," the fat neighbor turned to look at Chen, his eyes deep and meaningful.

(No matter what you think.)

(No matter whether you plan to date or not.)

(Today, I have to say it.)

(I don't care if you'll despise me for not being demure.)

(I only know that my love needs me to bravely fight for it!)

(I like you!)

(If you don't want to start a relationship now, then just throw away this letter. Give me that last bit of dignity.)

(If you also want...)

(Then talk to your deskmate.)

(He will tell you, and lead you, to find that wholehearted love on the other side.)

(...)

Slowly putting down the letter.

The fat neighbor had a blank expression, staring at the sleeping Chen.

"This day..."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Has still come."

...

(PS: Saved up some drafts again, will continue the explosive updates tomorrow! Big shots, throw your monthly tickets! Throw them hard!)