Chocolate cocoa is very hot and sweet. To use an ambiguous description, it is probably the taste of falling in love.

Although Su Songyi has never been in love, it does not prevent him from having beautiful longings and reveries about love.

Just like some authors of dog food articles, although they are single, they must have had someone in their hearts that they could not forget but could not have.

I won’t say who it is, so please don’t take the seat.

When she returned to the classroom, Tan Min was already sitting upright in her seat.

She wore off-white cat ear velvet on her head, and the hand holding the milk tea wore a flip-up half-finger glove.

When she saw Su Songyi, she smiled and waved. The cartoon ragdoll cat shape on her gloves was swaying, which was very cute.

"Did your mother take you to school?"

Su Songyi asked softly.

"Well, mom carried me up to the fifth floor."

As Tan Min spoke, his voice became softer and deeper.

The woman was very thin and didn't have much strength, but she was able to carry her up to the fifth floor. I don't know how much effort it took.

But what does this have to do with Su Songyi?

Su Songyi just thought about her deskmate becoming her sister, and her emotions were inexplicably complicated.

Amidst the complexity, there is a hint of joy.

Although he didn't want to have anything to do with that woman, he thought it would be nice to have a sister.

Most boys who don't have a sister still want to have a sister. Only boys who have a sister will find the sister very annoying.

"Did you buy me milk tea again?"

Su Songyi looked at the cup of taro mud Bobo milk tea on the table, and then at the chocolate cocoa she was holding.

"Well! It's okay to have one more drink."

Tan Min bit the straw, wrinkled her delicate little nose, and nodded obediently.

"Thanks!"

Su Songyi reached out and rubbed the little girl's hair.

The little wild cat just glared at him pretending to be angry, without making any noise.

Hum~ This girl is the eldest sister of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School. How dare you touch my head?

If another person dared to do this, I would have beaten him up long ago! The kind that sticks to the ground and cannot be picked off!

However, for the sake of your good relationship with me, I'll let you be a little bold.

Tan Min thought it felt good to have his head touched, so she just didn't hate it.

During morning self-study time, the students in the class worked hard to memorize the classical Chinese essays required for the college entrance examination.

"Hurry up, you haven't memorized Pipa Xing yet."

Su Songyi gently pushed Tan Min's arm, and her expression slowly became stern.

Hearing this, Tan Min pouted and reluctantly opened the book, looking at the pages full of poems, feeling dizzy.

"The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn..."

After reading for a while, she would close the book and try to memorize it.

After a quarter of an hour, he handed the textbook to Su Songyi, turned around, looked at her seriously, and started reading in her unique slightly hoarse yet magnetic tobacco and alcoholic voice.

He looked at Su Songyi's face for a while, then looked away.

That face was so beautiful that when she looked into Su Songyi's eyes, she would forget the text that followed.

"The silver bottle is broken and water slurry bursts out... water slurry bursts out..."

Tan Min muttered a few times, frowned slightly, and began to think.

"Wait, what's next? Just let me think about it, don't remind me!"

She closed her eyes and thought.

Su Songyi looked at her and smiled softly.

"The cavalry stands out with swords and guns blaring!"

After a while, Tan Min suddenly opened his eyes with excitement on his face.

"Well, continue."

"What's that behind?"

Tan Min was a little distressed, touched his head, and opened the book to read again.

"Oh, at the end of the song, the plucking of the strings sounds like a crack of silk!"

Feeling that he was still not proficient enough, Tan Min looked at it for a while, and then looked at Su Songyi confidently, with a look of refusal to admit defeat.

"The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn..."

She speaks very fast and likes to sway gently when carrying the text, like a swaying roly-poly.

"Businessmen value profit over farewell. The month before last, I went to Fuliang to buy tea. I went to and from the mouth of the river to guard the empty boats. I circled the boats and the moon was bright and the river was cold."

"Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about teenage things..."

Tan Min thought carefully, looked at Su Songyi's smiling face, thought for a long time, and suddenly said, "I only dream about idle people, but not about you?"

"ha?"

Su Songyi was stunned for a while, and then joked: "It's true that Yuan Zhen is a scumbag, but he only likes young girls and beautiful young women. When did he get together with Bai Juyi? Can two grown men have an affair?"

After hearing this, Tan Min couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that the line "I suddenly dreamed about young things late at night" in "The Legend of the Pipa" fit perfectly with the line "I only dream about idle people, not about you" in Yuan Zhen's "Repaying the Lottery".

After she finished laughing, her thoughts seemed to suddenly become enlightened, and she said word by word: "The dream cries, and the makeup is red and the tears are red!"

Immediately afterwards, her speaking speed continued to increase, and she soon reached the last paragraph.

"I have been saying this for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn faster."

Tan Min held his face in his hands and frowned.

"Desolate..."

Su Songyi whispered two words.

"oh!"

Qin Min came to his senses and suddenly became enlightened.

"It's so sad that it doesn't sound like moving forward. The whole audience is crying after listening to it. Who among the seats weeps the most? Sima Jiangzhou's green shirt is wet."

After reciting the entire article, Tan Min felt relieved and cursed.

"Damn it, this Jiangzhou Sima is a real Sima! The poems he wrote are all so long, including the pipa line and the song of everlasting regret."

"Girl, you better stop swearing."

Su Songyi frowned slightly. He didn't really care at first, but after knowing that Tan Min was his sister, Su Songyi felt that he should take care of her.

"I was wrong!"

Tan Min smiled coquettishly and made a sealing motion on his mouth.

She doesn't know why, but she doesn't hate Su Songyi educating her like this.

Maybe it's because only her father and brother would treat her like this in the past.

But at that time, she always turned a deaf ear to the words of her father and brother.

But now, these two people are no longer here.

In front of Su Songyi, she can be good, but if another person educates her like this, there is no doubt that this little girl will shout "Idiot!" on the spot!

"Remember to memorize it a few times, you're still not good at it."

"Yes, I will!"

Tan Min nodded repeatedly, and after solving the classical Chinese essay, he took out a booklet of English words to be memorized for the college entrance examination.

There are a lot of words and phrases to memorize, which is very boring.

But Tan Min has a special liking for one phrase.

"Fall in love, why do we use fall?"

Tan Min held his face and looked at Su Songyi.

"When you really like someone, you know what it's like."

Su Songyi smiled slightly.

Fall is equivalent to fall in Chinese artistic conception.

People in the world are all crazy men and resentful women who drown in love.

Knowing that there is no result, yet willingly surrendering, like a moth chasing a flame.

The word fall is probably used to show the determination and no hesitation in love.

A wise man can take care of himself only if he does not fall in love.
Chapter completed!