Why did Brother Huan Xiang say [I’m a little embarrassed to be a little embarrassed]?

Why did he specifically explain to Xiaohui [to see it when you arrive at school]?

These two sentences are obviously of a profound meaning!

However, it took a total of ten minutes from going upstairs to taking a shower to getting dressed downstairs. It couldn’t be so short, so what else did you write a reply?

If you were to Qi Yu, you would definitely not be able to do this.

But Brother Huan Xiang is a palace-level academic master and has always been more efficient than ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Qi Xiaoyu couldn't stand the excitement in his heart.

She had just been immersed in the head-touching killing, but she did not agree to Brother Huan Xiang to wait until he could see him at school.

A slow reaction means no response, and no response means no agreement.

That’s right, Xiaoyuhui now, immediately, I want to see what Brother Huanxiang wrote.

Qi Yu took the envelope out of his backpack.

On the envelope are eight calligraphy typing that penetrates the back of the paper - [The first day of confession and check-in].

This is the word written by Qi Yu himself. If you weigh the weight again, it will be the same as Qi Yu when he was sent out.

Logical Escape and True Qi did not expect that the confession letter of the dignified rock Vulcan was actually returned so intact.

Is it tolerable?

Such a useless and disgusting letter is embarrassing to keep.

Only by tearing it off and throwing it away can you get some face back.

This is the first time Qi Yu, who has written well, has killed his copybook.

Huan Xiang took his left hand to stop Qi Yu's move to tear the letter:

"I was in a hurry in the morning and didn't find the right envelope. I borrowed your envelope and wouldn't be so cruel, right?"

"Can I apply for a death sentence for the paper inside? I'm afraid I'll find the envelope when I look back, but I can't remember the content."

Brother Huan Xiang's tone of discussion also had a little pleasing meaning.

"Brother Huanxiang, did you really write a reply to me?" Qi Yu's mood stock, who was trapped at the limit down, pulled dozens of daily limit ups.

He climbed straight to the sky in the posture of a launch vehicle.

It's almost like rushing out of the atmosphere and breaking through the earth's gravity.

Huanxiang did not deny it.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, do you want to be reprieve? No problem! It's accurate~" The scale laughter announced the return of Qi Xiaoyu's extremely good mood.

As soon as I feel better, I start to feel sad: "The conditions for death toll have been met, so let me recite it for a moment, what can you reply to? ~"

Qi Yu said while unpacking the envelope.

From the envelope, I took out a piece of rice paper that was exactly the same as the one she used when she practiced calligraphy.

I think it was because of the heart-hearted craftsman who went to the next horse farm to play. When the baby met, he stayed in the guest room while practicing calligraphy while watching [Rock Blacksmith].

Qi Yu opened the paper and looked at it. The paper was empty and there was no trace of it.

It is indeed not the one she wrote to Huan Xiang in the morning.

It is impossible to have such a short time, and even make some invisible ink gimmicks.

Xiaoyuhui has a lot of ideas and thinks a little too much.

"I wrote it in a fountain pen, and you can search for the corners of the corners." Huan Xiang was a little helpless.

Things like writing love poems are not his usual style of dealing with things.

Qi Yu searched carefully and found Brother Huan Xiang’s reply in a very small place on the upper right corner of the paper:

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Qi's car dealer,

True belief.

The past time,

Imagination of the future.

——All the beauty in the world is because of you.

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The reply written by Huan Xiang to Qi Yu was not as big as Qi Yu's calligraphy.

Huan Xiang's hard pen calligraphy also has a name - [The first day of confession and reply].

Huan Xiang's handwriting is very different from that of Qi Yu.

Qi Yu's character inherits the genes of the blacksmith family, with rich tendons and strong strength, graceful and vigorous, leaning on the side, as if it comes from a boy's hand.

Compared with Qi Yu's calligraphy fonts, Huan Xiang is a bit like Jing Bao's pen lettering, so it can only be described as elegant and elegant.

Qi Yu, who wanted to read out loud, stopped sounding after seeing the words written by Huan Xiang.

If the fonts are not too different, Qi Yu would definitely think that this poem was written by herself.

The words written by Huan Xiang once appeared in Qi Yu's mind either clearly or vaguely.

It’s just that I didn’t get to be the four sentences that Qi Yu chose to write at the end.

The same rhyme is not very magical.

What's amazing is that even the way of thinking is the same.

Brother Huan Xiang saw his confession poem.

Not only did Brother Huan Xiang not dislike him, he also wrote such a suitable reply.

This feeling is like someone can see the poems passing through your mind through your soul.

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"A rich junior sister, it's wrong for you to behave like this."

"I come to school to class every Wednesday morning by train and bus, just to get the breakfast you brought me."

"You abandon public transportation without saying this. Have you ever considered the feelings of hungry people?"

Ding Hangyin was waiting for Qi Yu at the door of the music history classroom.

The music department of the University of Queensland was general education for the first two years.

All students are not divided into majors.

Only when you reach your junior year will you choose one or two of the three majors: composition, music performance, and musicology based on your preferences or specialties.

As a senior brother, Ding Hangyin didn't have much effort to find a place to meet the class.

"Who are you mine? Why should I consider your feelings?" Qi Yu said this, but took out a lunch box containing a smoked salmon avocado sandwich from his backpack and gave it to Ding Hangyin.

"Oh, ah, I said, Sister Hui, there is obviously something wrong with your expression."

"What does it mean to be like this when your spring heart is so rippling?"

"I'm not a single dog, you can't stimulate me."

"Is there any gossip I don't know, share it."

Ding Hangyin's sense of smell in some aspects is indeed very keen.

For example, whether there is anything to eat in Qi Yu's backpack, or whether Qi Yu's mood is abnormal.

In the past, Ding Hangyin immediately "runs away" when he discovered an abnormality.

He was afraid that he would be photographed by Qi Yu, who was in a bad mood.

Today, Qi Yu's mood is extremely abnormal, but there is no sign of bad mood.

The sandwich that Qi Yu gave to Ding Hangyin was made by handsome father last night.

Qi Tiechuan was afraid that Qi Yu would not have time to eat or that he would not be used to the things in the school restaurant, so he was used to preparing lunch for Qi Yu at school one day in advance.

Almost all the student restaurants at the University of Queensland are equipped with microwaves and equipped with lunch heating, which is very common for local students and international students.

Qi Yu is actually not as picky as Qi Tiechuan imagined. She is just more picky when eating at home.
Chapter completed!