confession today

Chapter 79 Love Letters
Maybe it was a punishment for her impulsive stealing kiss last night, but the next day, she developed a high fever without any warning.

Li Qizhi looked at the stack of papers in front of him, frowned faintly, turned to look at the girl lying on the bed, and asked softly, "Can't I write?"

Cheng Suiran's face was pale, and he shook his head sickly: "No, please trouble brother..."

Her eyes are sincere and sincere, which makes people unbearable to refuse.

Li Qizhi pursed his lips and said "um".

Just as I picked up a gel pen with a girlish heart and was about to start working on the questions, I heard the girl weakly tell me: "Brother, you have to imitate my handwriting, or the teacher will find out, and I will be finished..."

"..."

He took a deep breath and frowned slightly: "This paper must be finished today?"

Cheng Suiran nodded obediently.

Li Qizhi raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, glanced at her, a touch of pampering and indulgence flashed in his eyes, and finally compromised: "There is really nothing I can do about you."

She smiled sweetly and said softly, "Thank you brother."

Li Qizhi picked up a pen and began to write the paper. He knew the answers to the contents of the paper at a glance, but the only thing that made him difficult was the problem of imitating handwriting.

The girl's handwriting is elegant and dignified, smooth and flowing, giving people a sense of comfort, but he can't imitate half of the essence.

He frowned handsomely, her delicate appearance appeared in his mind, and his thoughts could not help but drift away. He suddenly stopped writing, looked up at the girl, saw her sleeping peacefully, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

That superficial kiss last night not only disturbed his heart, but also disrupted his plans, but obviously, a certain culprit had already forgotten about this matter, leaving him alone to think about it.

He stood up, walked to the girl's bed, looked down at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, a trace of tenderness flashed across his eyes, he gently stroked her fair and tender face, and whispered: "Of course, it's not that I'm waiting for you, but that I should wait for you." You wait for me, when you have seen the outside world and matured, you may meet better and better people, then will you still think of me..."

Facing his murmur, the girl just turned slightly sideways, immersed in a sweet dream, and did not respond.

Li Qizhi chuckled, and the fondness in his eyes deepened.

On this day, Cheng Suiran slept in a daze all day, and every time he opened his eyes, he could only fall asleep at ease when he saw his figure.

Until it was getting late, his gentle voice came from her ear: "Of course, do you want some porridge?"

She blinked in confusion, her vision gradually became clear, she turned her head and looked at the position beside her. He was wearing a light gray shirt, standing by the window, and the background was warm yellow light, which added a bit of tenderness to him. He smiled, nodded, and responded in a soft voice: "Brother, how long have I been asleep?"

"One day." Li Qizhi leaned over and touched her forehead, confirming that the temperature had dropped, before he felt relieved.

"One day, I actually slept for so long."

She let out a soft breath, and immediately realized that she struggled to sit up, looked up at him, and asked weakly, "Brother, are you finished writing the paper?"

If she goes to school tomorrow with the papers empty, there is no need to have any doubts, the class teacher will definitely open a criticism meeting for her immediately.

"Almost." He replied softly, helped her sit up, and helped her tuck the quilt, then picked up the paper on the table and handed it to her: "See if it's all right."

Cheng Suiran took the test paper, looked at the neat and strong handwriting on it, and subconsciously praised: "It's completely a standard answer..."

She paused, lowered her brows and eyes again, and said sadly, "It's just too perfect, it's not written by me at first glance."

Li Qizhi laughed, reached out and rubbed her hair: "Then what should I do?"

"..."

Cheng Suiran puffed his cheeks and was silent for a while, then sighed weakly: "It would be great if my brother was here."

"Cheng Siyan?" He raised his brows slightly, and said in surprise, "He also wrote for you?"

She nodded her head like a chick pecking rice, and then became distressed: "It's a pity that he's not here. I haven't contacted my brother for a long time."

The last time she had contact with her brother was on New Year's Eve, and it has been two months since now. So far, she still doesn't know when her brother will finish his mission.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

Seeing the little girl's disappointed face, Li Qizhi comforted her lightly, "Drink the porridge first, and sleep for a while after finishing the porridge."

"Ah."

She managed to pull herself together, raised her eyes to look at him, and said in a pitiful and soft voice, "Then can you feed me?"

Li Qizhi was stunned for a while, but said nothing.

Seeing this, the girl pursed her mouth and said aggrievedly: "You despise me?"

"No." He said with a helpless smile, "How dare I despise you."

"Then you feed me." She raised the corners of her lips and opened her small mouth to wait for the food. Seeing that he hadn't moved, she couldn't help urging: "Brother, hurry up."

"Yeah." He chuckled, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, cooled it down, and brought it to her mouth.

After the girl ate it, she tilted her head to look at him, and suddenly said with a smile: "Brother, you look so handsome when you smile."

Li Qizhi was stunned, his thin lips hooked lightly: "Yes."

She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Then if I can't get married in the future, I will rely on my brother, okay?"

A dark light flashed across Li Qizhi's eyes, and his tone was gentle: "Well, you are welcome anytime."

She grinned, her brows and eyes curved, pure and harmless.Like the sunshine of spring, illuminating his icy world.

The next day.

When Cheng Suiran appeared in the classroom with two dark circles under her eyes, the curiosity of a boy in the back seat was instantly aroused. The boy reached out and gently pulled the tip of her ponytail hair, as if jokingly said: "Cheng Suiran, what did you do last night?" Why are the dark circles under your eyes so heavy?"

She frowned slightly, freed her hair from his hands, turned to look at him, and said seriously, "Yang Cheng, don't keep pulling my hair."

The sunlight is now scattered on the girl's body, making her already beautiful and delicate facial features more vivid.

Her voice was clear and sweet, like a trickling stream flowing into his heart, which made people feel very happy. With a smile on his lips, he deliberately teased her: "I'm pulling your hair, not your little one." Sling, what are you afraid of?"

"..."

Cheng Suiran's eyes widened, and she was about to start cursing, when the homeroom teacher's gloomy gaze suddenly swept over her. She had a chill down her spine, and forced herself to hold back, groaned, and continued to lower her head and start working on the questions.

Seeing this, Yang Cheng couldn't help laughing out loud, his deskmate patted him on the shoulder, approached him and whispered: "Ah Cheng, stop teasing her, look at her blushing..."

Yang Cheng glanced at Cheng Suiran, who was lowering his head to do the test, and said with a smile, "Who made her always make me angry."

As he spoke, he raised his leg and kicked the girl's stool in front of him, and asked self-consciously, "Cheng Suiran, have you received a love letter?"

(End of this chapter)