Che Ranran's words made Qin Lu's brain a little short-circuited.

Qin Lu subconsciously asked: "Then what does he mean?"

Che Ranran scratched his forehead with his index finger, what should I say?

Qin Lu asked sincerely, and even Wan Yiyi, who was standing next to her, was curious. She took a look and commented: "The poem is good, Ran Ran, please explain what this poem means."

Che Ranran: "..."

Isn't it good?

Why do you still ask her to explain?

Facing Qin Lu and Wan Yiyi's inquisitive expressions, Che Ranran thought for a while and said, "The meaning of this poem is that a person is far away in a foreign country, but he still misses his hometown."

To put it bluntly, I am in Cao Ying and my heart is with the Han Dynasty, and Qin Yang’s heart is in the Imperial Capital. As for who is in the Imperial Capital, I can only understand.

Wan Yiyi and Qin Lu looked at each other with an expression of sudden realization.

Qin Lu said: "I understand, Qin Yang dislikes the taste of foreign food and misses domestic food."

Wan Yi nodded: "I think so too."

Che Ranran: "..."

Che Ranran asked curiously: "Sister Yiyi, Sister Lulu, didn't you all study at Dark Night Island? Dark Night Island doesn't teach Chinese?"

With the IQ of these two people, they are not so ignorant.

Wan Yiyi said: "Those who hate those things the most are the ones who doze off as soon as class begins."

As long as you don't make the words too esoteric, there's no problem if it happens. Besides, Chinese characters are broad and profound. One word can have several meanings. Who knows what the other person wants to express.

Qin Lu also likes science, but she prefers liberal arts.

Qin Lu has no problem with theoretical and practical courses, but when it comes to writing poetry, that's not the case. Even if it is interpretation, it can only interpret the superficial meaning.

Qin Lu humbly asked for advice: "Ran Ran, you are a top student, can you explain it, what else does this poem mean? And these."

Qin Lu asked Che Ranran to take a look at the poems Qin Yang had sent her before.

Che Ranran was eager to help, but the more he looked at it, the more he realized something was wrong. This was not a poem at all, it was simply a love letter.

Some are even acrostics.

Each poem is accompanied by a picture, including a park, a library, and a class. It is more like a documentary of life.

Qin Yang is sharing his life abroad with Qin Lu and letting her participate in his life.

After reading all the poems and pictures, Che Ranran completely understood what Qin Yang meant.

However, this kind of thing still needs to be understood by the person involved. Qin Yang even writes love poems so implicitly. This is the most beautiful stage of love between budding and blooming.

Che Ranran said deliberately: "I don't quite understand. I have to translate it. Sister Lulu, how do you feel when you receive these pictures and poems?"

Qin Lu answered seriously: "Qin Yang has made great progress in his studies and loves learning. Does he want to become a great poet in the future?"

"Maybe." Che Ranran laughed dryly, looked at Qin Lu, and then at Che Mubai who was helping to clear the table at the barbecue stall.

One is not enlightened, and the other is enlightened a little early.

Even when Che Mubai was clearing the table, he would occasionally take the opportunity to peek at Lu Tong.

Che Ranran suddenly felt that his brother was quite sinful.

The barbecue stall was open until one o'clock in the morning and Che Mubai offered to send Lu Tong back. Che Ranrante understood the situation and told Che Mubai not to worry about her and she would go with Qin Lu.

This time Qin Lu drove a BMW that Zhang Meng bought for her worth hundreds of thousands, which was very low-key.

Qin Lu sent Che Ranran back first and then went home.

Back home, Qin Lu found that there was still light coming out of Zhang Meng's room.

It's already two o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Meng hasn't rested yet.

Qin Lu heard a sound in the room. She moved closer curiously and heard Zhang Meng calling: "I'm already this age and I don't have any other ideas. I just want my daughter to be happy. I accept your wishes. Don't do anything else in the future."

Give me something more..."

The outstanding Zhang Meng has no shortage of suitors. Over the years, Zhang Meng has rejected many.

Qin Lu listened at the door for a while and then returned to the bedroom.

She was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and suddenly thought of the messages Qin Yang sent.

Since Qin Yang left, he has sent more and more messages to himself. When a man contacts a woman frequently, his intention is obvious...

At this moment, Qin Lu seemed to have an idea. Could it be that Qin Yang was interested in her?

Qin Lu was so shocked that she sat up from the bed and quickly went to Baidu to check the meaning of those poems.

This was incredible. Qin Lu was dumbfounded when she looked at the comments and explanations on the Internet.

Qin Lu's mind quickly recalled every moment she had with Qin Yang, recalling what Qin Yang said when he hugged her when seeing her off at the airport.

Qin Lu felt as if an electric current had been struck all over her body. She was even more excited and nervous than the first time she went on a mission.

That feeling is indescribable, surprising, nervous, hesitant and at a loss.

Qin Yang is so good, why does he like her?

Qin Lu couldn't understand, so she just sent a message and asked directly.

"You like me? Why do you like me?"

Simple and straightforward, no beating around the bush.

Qin Yang was thousands of miles away. It was eight o'clock in the morning here. Qin Yang was on his way to class. When he received the news from Qin Lu, he immediately froze on the school's green avenue.

He wrote dozens of poems, did he finally get the idea?

It’s okay to be enlightened, and the question is so straightforward.

Qin Yang didn't know how to reply.

Looking at the words sent by Qin Lu in the message box, and the page showing that a message was being entered, Qin Yang became inexplicably nervous. He was looking forward to what message Qin Lu would send next, but he was also nervous.

Qin Yang swallowed subconsciously, his limbs feeling cold due to nervousness.

The message being input was displayed for a while, but no message was sent. Qin Yang's heart was suddenly pricked.

In fact, Qin Lu, who was in the Imperial Capital, sat on the bed and edited several messages, but she didn't dare to send them out. She felt it was inappropriate, so she deleted them again. She repeated this process several times, but the third message was still not sent.

After about three minutes, Qin Lu received a reply, just one word: "Yeah."

In these three minutes, both of them seemed to be performing a large-scale love drama in their hearts, and even produced several versions of the ending.

One word, simple and clear.

This is Qin Yang's answer.

Qin Lu stared at this reply for a long time. Qin Yang really liked her, so should she reply? How should she reply?

She really hasn't thought about relationships, but she doesn't like Qin Yang, and she doesn't find him annoying, but isn't that a friendship between classmates?

Qin Lu held the phone in her hands. After some time, she sent another message asking: "What kind of like?"

There are many kinds of likes, it can be just that you think this person is nice.

When Qin Yang saw the news, he lowered his head and smiled. He could feel Qin Lu's confused look across the screen.
Chapter completed!