Chapter 90: Love Letters?

When Cheng Ming returned to the classroom, the people inside had already left, and Chen ZiYi was also shouted away by the others halfway through.

Cheng Ming had a headache looking at the drawers and desktops piled high with textbooks, papers and workbooks.

Cheng Ming used to be the type who never brought homework home to write, tried to finish it at school, and even saved his book bag when he went to middle school.

In this last month, it’s only before the monthly exams and on weekends that you bring the papers home.

I didn’t think to bring some books back before the Dragon Boat Festival vacation, and all the stress was left to him today.

Cheng Ming simply organized the textbooks and stacked them together, throwing the useless papers and workbooks directly into the trash can.

But even then, the rest of the books had to be moved back and forth like two times.

It felt like my arm would be ruined if I tried to save a trip, and it was a short distance from the school building to the motorcycle parked in the alley outside the school.

Just ask Wang Hao for a favor.

Wang Hao was carrying a book bag that was stuffed to the point of exploding, and carrying two large bags in his hands, with fragile carrying handles that looked like they were about to break at any moment.

This look is worse than him, but hopefully Wang Hao will arrive home safely. If he breaks his hand halfway there, he’ll have something to cry about.

The results are still up to you.

Forget about it, throw away the workbooks and extracurriculars, and just leave the textbook as a souvenir.

“Xiao Ming, don’t throw it all away, isn’t it good to keep it for review and for Xiao Li to use later? No matter what, you can still take it and sell it for money.”

Caught in the act, Cheng Ming retracted his hand from above the trash can with a dry smile.

“I’ll just help you carry the books.”

“Jing, where’s your own book?”

“You think I’m like you, I save everything for last, I brought it back in batches a long time ago, I’m just here today to get my pass.”

Lin Jingyi spun around in place, still feeling light and airy even though she was wearing her school uniform and pants.

“Then please.” Cheng Ming said as he put his palms together.

Lin Jingyi picked up a stack of books, her chest just happened to be against the books, and her originally nondescript breasts suddenly became image specific.

“Not bad not bad.” Cheng Ming nodded his head and praised the unexpectedly good view.

Lin Jingyi kicked the foot of the table and urged, “Xiao Ming, what are you gawking at, hurry up.”

It seems this girl is completely unaware of how destructive her boobs are.

“Good boobs, not …… I think I’ll be able to do well on the midterm.”

It’s been super-enhanced.

“That’s not for sure, you don’t think about how much effort I’ve spent on you.” Lin Jingyi said with relief.

“Why do you sound like my mom.”

“Can I control you without that? Your mind is drifting off to nowhere.”

“Yes, yes, yes, you’re right.”

Cheng Ming deliberately used honorifics.

“Ming!”

Lin Jingyi raised her volume and bumped Cheng Ming with her shoulder.

The two walked down the school building side by side, only to see a group of people gathered under the soapberry tree next to the playground, and in the center of the crowd was a striking man and woman.

The female roughly looked a little familiar, closer look realized that it is Chen Ziyi ah.

The man was tall and handsome, wearing a white jersey, a costumed and handsome wrist, arm, and knee pads, sneakers, head-to-toe designer labels, and a basketball in his hand.

Cheng Ming didn’t remember the man’s name, he wasn’t interested in remembering men’s names, but he often saw this face of his, he was the flag-raiser and party host in the school, belonging to the category of the school’s herbs and ‘Prince Charming’.

“A man and a woman, don’t you think they kinda go together, Ming?”

“Oh …… is that right?”

“Am I wrong?”

Shizuku is kinda natural, or belabored, at times.

“Yes, yes, yes, but don’t we have any more romantic trees at our school? I can’t believe we chose to be under a soapberry tree.”

“Soapwort’s flower saying is to hold on to only good memories… I think it’s quite romantic.”

“Obviously a tree whose fruit can be used as soap.”

“Because it washes away the dirt, the bad memories, that’s why only the good memories remain.”

“I would call it enterprise level understanding, uh ……”

The line of sight locked with Chen Ziyi, oops, got a bad feeling.

“Jing Jing, let’s go, don’t watch the fun.”

This time it was Cheng Ming’s turn to rush Jing Jing.

“Don’t see a follow-up? I’m kinda interested.”

“It’s not going to work out anyway.”

“How do you know? Could it be that you know what kind of person Chen Ziyi likes, Little Ming?” Lin Jingyi asked with her small mouth pouting.

It was impossible to say that Lin Jingyi wasn’t at all worried about Chen Ziyi stealing Cheng Ming.

Especially when she stayed with Chen Ziyi, she was under a lot of pressure, not confident enough, and even her back was a bit hunched.

But Lin Jingyi had also knocked Chen Ziyi from the sidelines, asking her how she felt about Xiao Ming, and the final answer was that she was a good friend.

As to which kind of best friend is unknown, the ambiguous answer.

“I certainly don’t know her preferences.”

Cheng Ming hadn’t even figured out her sexual orientation yet.

“However, all the men who think ill of Chen Ziyi will be severely humiliated, she’s just a wicked girl.”

“Do you know how to play basketball?” Chen Ziyi asked as she took the basketball.

“Of course I will, not only am I on the varsity team, but I’m also a member of the city’s youth training team, if you like to play basketball I can teach you ……”

Chen Zi Yi puts the basketball on the ground and lands a straight “BOOM”.

“Go play ball by yourself then, my friend is here.”

Chen Ziyi ran towards Cheng Ming waving her hand and naturally took over part of the textbook in Lin Jingyi’s hand, smiling, “Cheng Ming, Lin Jingyi, you guys are so slow, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

My mountain peak.

Cheng Ming could only watch as Jing’s breasts returned to their original state.

The height of the books in Lin Jingyi’s arms had been just enough to hold up her breasts, but as a result, they directly collapsed when Chen Ziyi directly jerked off a few books.

“You are really wicked, actually use your foot to kick the basketball, don’t you know that the basketball is their partner, the same as the lifeblood, you this foot down, the acidity, tsk tsk ……” Cheng Ming shook his head and smacked his lips.

“Balls hurt? I haven’t said that my feet hurt, basketballs can be really hard.” Chen Ziyi twisted her ankle and said, that kick just now was a good kick, but it also really hurt.

“That’s not bullshit, basketball isn’t a soccer ball, it’s not for kicking.”

Oncoming groups of girls seemed to be from other classes.

Near graduation, Cheng Ming just barely recognized all the students in his own class, and he didn’t know anything about the other classes.

One of the girls with short shoulder length hair was holding a bottle of iced tea and a pink envelope, probably going to confess her love, it was really youthful.

The group of girls stopped in their tracks, and the girl with the tea and letter was pushed and shoved by the other girls in front of Cheng Ming, handing over the tea and letter with a scarlet face.

“Cheng Ming ……,” the short-haired girl whispered.

Is this for me?

Cheng Ming almost thought that he had heard wrongly, and looked left and right in confusion, he thought that this girl was here to look for Chen Ziyi.

Cheng Ming held the book with both hands and couldn’t free his hands to pick up anything, so the girl put the tea and the letter on top of the book.

“Please, you must read the letter.”

The girl’s companions laughed as the girl hammered them a few times and hurriedly pushed them away.

There were no words for a while, as if it were as quiet as before a storm.

The three of them walked a few steps in silence, the canned tea wobbled a bit, Cheng Ming walked forward and backward, barely managing to keep his balance.

“Does this …… mean it’s a love letter?”

Cheng Ming gently poked at the false serenity.

Tea is the comfort food.

Is the special delivery of iced tea intended to mesmerize him and drag him to bed for shy things?

Okay, Cheng Ming admitted that he had overdone his brainstorming.

Black tea stems didn’t even exist these days, and it was even more unlikely that a girl would know about something so malodorous.

But this girl has a lot of nerve.

Even if Cheng Ming secretly handed it to him when he was alone, he actually picked the time when he was “embracing the right and the left”, which was simply a naked provocation.