Chapter 640
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Country M.
Han Jinchu went to the fanlish Art Institute to report. The school environment was very good and the students were very friendly.
She met fan Xing, the master who wanted to take her as her apprentice.
Fan Xing is very busy and doesn't show up often, but he is a master that students adore very much.
Han Jinchu's head teacher introduced to the class, "this is Han Jinchu who just transferred from Z country. You have all seen her works."
"Is it her? It's the dynamic picture she drew? " The students are boiling.
"She is master fan Xing's Apprentice?"
"It's her. In the future, we can communicate more. In addition, there will be a transfer student who will come tomorrow." The head teacher said, "Han, nothing wrong, you go to your seat and sit down, and now the class begins."
"Yes. Teacher. "
Han Jinchu sat in the empty seat in the last row.
She will spend a long time here, three years in high school and four years in college.
Her seven years.
"Hi, Xia Yichen. It's sunny in China. The school is very good, the teachers are very good, the students are very good, and everything is OK. How about you? "
*
after school, Han Jinchu went to Sherry to help her arrange the house. She heard Han Jinnian say from a distance, "Han Jinchu, your teacher is really true love to you, and he has arranged such a good accommodation for you!"
Of course, they will not know that all these are arranged by Mo Yichen in her name, so as not to cause Han Jinchu's psychological burden.
"Good teacher, what's the use, boiled duck!" Feng qinlan all kinds of resentment, "a good young master of Mohism, just blow like this!"
"Just say a few words. Jinchu is not very well at heart. Now we can't rely on the young master of Mohist school, but on our own hands!" Han Fu said, "in addition, Jinchu worshipped master fan Xing as a teacher, and he will certainly make great achievements in the future."
"Well, I'll be in the coffin with one foot when she's on the rise."
Han Jin year was too lazy to listen to these two people Tucao, changed her new home, the condition is better than before, did not know how many times, she was in a good mood, said to Han Jinchu, "yes, Han Jinchu, the mailbox outside is full, you have time to make complaints about it!"
Mailbox?
She just moved here. Where did you get the letter? Is it the owner of the former house?
Han Jinchu went to the mailbox and opened the mailbox. Sure enough, a pile of letters came out -
she bent down to pick it up and found that all the recipients were Han Jinchu.
She carried the letter to her room.
The familiar handwriting on the envelope suddenly shocked her heart. Is this the handwriting of Mo Yichen!?
She opened a letter and was surprised to see its contents.
"Han Jinchu, Zhanxin is happy. Lemon and I have arrived in country Z. are you OK there? Call me if you have something to do... "
The date of signing is actually ten years ago.
This is
Are these the letters that Mo Yi Chen promised to write again for her, and were missed by her at the beginning?
He actually wrote it!!
Send it here!!
How does he know her address here? She doesn't seem to have told him yet?
Han Jinchu didn't have time to think about it. He opened it one by one.
From five to fifteen.
It's deceptive.
She had asked him how many letters he had written, and he said that she had never replied to him, and that he had not written again for a long time.
However, the letters in front of her told her that he insisted on writing for ten years!
She never wrote back to him, but he wrote to her every month.
Twelve in a year, 120 in ten years.
At first, there were a lot of things in the letter. A letter had several pages of writing paper, and then it gradually decreased. Sometimes it's just a piece of paper.
Sometimes there are only a few words in it.
Even later, it was full of blank writing paper.
However, she seemed to see the persistence she couldn't believe.
"Han Jinchu, when will you come to redeem the necklace your mother left you?"
"Han Jinchu, I won the prize again. It seems that the whole world is reporting this time. Did you see TV? "
"Han Jinchu, y city is very beautiful. Do you want to come?"
"Han Jinchu, I haven't seen snow for a long time. Where are you? Will it snow often? "
"Han Jinchu, I went to junior high school."
"Han Jinchu, I'm in high school."
Han Jinchu, I have traveled all over the world, but there is no you.
Han Jinchu, I met a lot of people, but there is no one as pure and transparent as you, let me see once and never forget.
Han Jinchu, I won a lot of awards, but there is no reward that makes me happy like your smile.
Han Jinchu, I send my missing to you across the sea, but why do you always have no response.Han Jinchu, do you know? In the distant sky, there is a star in your name. I found it, but I can't find you.
Han Jinchu, Han Jinchu, Han Jinchu.
I have a lot of things to tell you, but found that I can't write a word to you, the blank letter paper represents my Acacia, what kind of scenery you want to draw in my heart, I will follow you.
……
Han Jinchu's eyes suddenly warm, flashing crystal, as if about to fall.
She didn't know he was so stubborn.
She remembered that he said he would exchange all his secrets with her life. Now he sent all the secrets to her, but what about him
Even do not dare to say goodbye, for fear of touching the heartstrings, to be found that they are actually fragile.
Just then, her cell phone rang.
Wipe his name on the screen and see her tears.
"Hello, Xia Yichen, you..."
"Come out and open the door." His voice rang from the phone.
"What? What Han Jinchu originally wanted to say the words were suddenly swallowed back, a time did not react.
He sneezed, and she thought of something. She stood up and opened the window. She saw a man downstairs now and ran out without thinking.
Open the door
He looked at her.
I sneezed again.
Damn it!
He just wanted to hurry up to call her. He didn't expect that it was so cold here. He was so thin that he could not drive away the cold even if he was wrapped in her scarf.
She didn't hold back her tears and rushed to his arms.
Now, it was so warm that he forgot to sneeze.
He clasped her in his hands as if all the cold had disappeared at this moment.
"Xia Yichen, why did you come? How could you be here, you... "
He was much more calm than her shock.
He opened his mouth to her and said, "seven years is too long. I'm not sure I can endure missing. So, when the butterfly in my palm chooses to fly away, and I can't help it, I can only choose to go with her. "
This is probably the most beautiful love talk she has ever heard in the world.
She heard herself crying in his arms, crying in disorder.
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Country M.
Han Jinchu went to the fanlish Art Institute to report. The school environment was very good and the students were very friendly.
She met fan Xing, the master who wanted to take her as her apprentice.
Fan Xing is very busy and doesn't show up often, but he is a master that students adore very much.
Han Jinchu's head teacher introduced to the class, "this is Han Jinchu who just transferred from Z country. You have all seen her works."
"Is it her? It's the dynamic picture she drew? " The students are boiling.
"She is master fan Xing's Apprentice?"
"It's her. In the future, we can communicate more. In addition, there will be a transfer student who will come tomorrow." The head teacher said, "Han, nothing wrong, you go to your seat and sit down, and now the class begins."
"Yes. Teacher. "
Han Jinchu sat in the empty seat in the last row.
She will spend a long time here, three years in high school and four years in college.
Her seven years.
"Hi, Xia Yichen. It's sunny in China. The school is very good, the teachers are very good, the students are very good, and everything is OK. How about you? "
*
after school, Han Jinchu went to Sherry to help her arrange the house. She heard Han Jinnian say from a distance, "Han Jinchu, your teacher is really true love to you, and he has arranged such a good accommodation for you!"
Of course, they will not know that all these are arranged by Mo Yichen in her name, so as not to cause Han Jinchu's psychological burden.
"Good teacher, what's the use, boiled duck!" Feng qinlan all kinds of resentment, "a good young master of Mohism, just blow like this!"
"Just say a few words. Jinchu is not very well at heart. Now we can't rely on the young master of Mohist school, but on our own hands!" Han Fu said, "in addition, Jinchu worshipped master fan Xing as a teacher, and he will certainly make great achievements in the future."
"Well, I'll be in the coffin with one foot when she's on the rise."
Han Jin year was too lazy to listen to these two people Tucao, changed her new home, the condition is better than before, did not know how many times, she was in a good mood, said to Han Jinchu, "yes, Han Jinchu, the mailbox outside is full, you have time to make complaints about it!"
Mailbox?
She just moved here. Where did you get the letter? Is it the owner of the former house?
Han Jinchu went to the mailbox and opened the mailbox. Sure enough, a pile of letters came out -
she bent down to pick it up and found that all the recipients were Han Jinchu.
She carried the letter to her room.
The familiar handwriting on the envelope suddenly shocked her heart. Is this the handwriting of Mo Yichen!?
She opened a letter and was surprised to see its contents.
"Han Jinchu, Zhanxin is happy. Lemon and I have arrived in country Z. are you OK there? Call me if you have something to do... "
The date of signing is actually ten years ago.
This is
Are these the letters that Mo Yi Chen promised to write again for her, and were missed by her at the beginning?
He actually wrote it!!
Send it here!!
How does he know her address here? She doesn't seem to have told him yet?
Han Jinchu didn't have time to think about it. He opened it one by one.
From five to fifteen.
It's deceptive.
She had asked him how many letters he had written, and he said that she had never replied to him, and that he had not written again for a long time.
However, the letters in front of her told her that he insisted on writing for ten years!
She never wrote back to him, but he wrote to her every month.
Twelve in a year, 120 in ten years.
At first, there were a lot of things in the letter. A letter had several pages of writing paper, and then it gradually decreased. Sometimes it's just a piece of paper.
Sometimes there are only a few words in it.
Even later, it was full of blank writing paper.
However, she seemed to see the persistence she couldn't believe.
"Han Jinchu, when will you come to redeem the necklace your mother left you?"
"Han Jinchu, I won the prize again. It seems that the whole world is reporting this time. Did you see TV? "
"Han Jinchu, y city is very beautiful. Do you want to come?"
"Han Jinchu, I haven't seen snow for a long time. Where are you? Will it snow often? "
"Han Jinchu, I went to junior high school."
"Han Jinchu, I'm in high school."
Han Jinchu, I have traveled all over the world, but there is no you.
Han Jinchu, I met a lot of people, but there is no one as pure and transparent as you, let me see once and never forget.
Han Jinchu, I won a lot of awards, but there is no reward that makes me happy like your smile.
Han Jinchu, I send my missing to you across the sea, but why do you always have no response.Han Jinchu, do you know? In the distant sky, there is a star in your name. I found it, but I can't find you.
Han Jinchu, Han Jinchu, Han Jinchu.
I have a lot of things to tell you, but found that I can't write a word to you, the blank letter paper represents my Acacia, what kind of scenery you want to draw in my heart, I will follow you.
……
Han Jinchu's eyes suddenly warm, flashing crystal, as if about to fall.
She didn't know he was so stubborn.
She remembered that he said he would exchange all his secrets with her life. Now he sent all the secrets to her, but what about him
Even do not dare to say goodbye, for fear of touching the heartstrings, to be found that they are actually fragile.
Just then, her cell phone rang.
Wipe his name on the screen and see her tears.
"Hello, Xia Yichen, you..."
"Come out and open the door." His voice rang from the phone.
"What? What Han Jinchu originally wanted to say the words were suddenly swallowed back, a time did not react.
He sneezed, and she thought of something. She stood up and opened the window. She saw a man downstairs now and ran out without thinking.
Open the door
He looked at her.
I sneezed again.
Damn it!
He just wanted to hurry up to call her. He didn't expect that it was so cold here. He was so thin that he could not drive away the cold even if he was wrapped in her scarf.
She didn't hold back her tears and rushed to his arms.
Now, it was so warm that he forgot to sneeze.
He clasped her in his hands as if all the cold had disappeared at this moment.
"Xia Yichen, why did you come? How could you be here, you... "
He was much more calm than her shock.
He opened his mouth to her and said, "seven years is too long. I'm not sure I can endure missing. So, when the butterfly in my palm chooses to fly away, and I can't help it, I can only choose to go with her. "
This is probably the most beautiful love talk she has ever heard in the world.
She heard herself crying in his arms, crying in disorder.
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Country M. Han Jinchu went to the fanlish Art Institute to report. The school environment was very good and the students were very friendly. She met fan Xing, the master who wanted to take her as her apprentice. Fan Xing is very busy and doesn't show up often, but he is a master that students adore very much. Han Jinchu's head teacher introduced to the class, "this is Han Jinchu who just transferred from Z country. You have all seen her works." "Is it her? It's the dynamic picture she drew? " The students are boiling. "She is master fan Xing's Apprentice?" "It's her. In the future, we can communicate more. In addition, there will be a transfer student who will come tomorrow." The head teacher said, "Han, nothing wrong, you go to your seat and sit down, and now the class begins." "Yes. Teacher. " Han Jinchu sat in the empty seat in the last row. She will spend a long time here, three years in high school and four years in college. Her seven years. "Hi, Xia Yichen. It's sunny in China. The school is very good, the teachers are very good, the students are very good, and everything is OK. How about you? " *after school, Han Jinchu went to Sherry to help her arrange the house. She heard Han Jinnian say from a distance, "Han Jinchu, your teacher is really true love to you, and he has arranged such a good accommodation for you!" Of course, they will not know that all these are arranged by Mo Yichen in her name, so as not to cause Han Jinchu's psychological burden. "Good teacher, what's the use, boiled duck!" Feng qinlan all kinds of resentment, "a good young master of Mohism, just blow like this!" "Just say a few words. Jinchu is not very well at heart. Now we can't rely on the young master of Mohist school, but on our own hands!" Han Fu said, "in addition, Jinchu worshipped master fan Xing as a teacher, and he will certainly make great achievements in the future." "Well, I'll be in the coffin with one foot when she's on the rise." Han Jin year was too lazy to listen to these two people Tucao, changed her new home, the condition is better than before, did not know how many times, she was in a good mood, said to Han Jinchu, "yes, Han Jinchu, the mailbox outside is full, you have time to make complaints about it!" Mailbox? She just moved here. Where did you get the letter? Is it the owner of the former house? Han Jinchu went to the mailbox and opened the mailbox. Sure enough, a pile of letters came out - she bent down to pick it up and found that all the recipients were Han Jinchu. She carried the letter to her room. The familiar handwriting on the envelope suddenly shocked her heart. Is this the handwriting of Mo Yichen!? She opened a letter and was surprised to see its contents. "Han Jinchu, Zhanxin is happy. Lemon and I have arrived in country Z. are you OK there? Call me if you have something to do... " The date of signing is actually ten years ago. This is Are these the letters that Mo Yi Chen promised to write again for her, and were missed by her at the beginning? He actually wrote it!! Send it here!! How does he know her address here? She doesn't seem to have told him yet? Han Jinchu didn't have time to think about it. He opened it one by one. From five to fifteen. It's deceptive. She had asked him how many letters he had written, and he said that she had never replied to him, and that he had not written again for a long time. However, the letters in front of her told her that he insisted on writing for ten years! She never wrote back to him, but he wrote to her every month. Twelve in a year, 120 in ten years. At first, there were a lot of things in the letter. A letter had several pages of writing paper, and then it gradually decreased. Sometimes it's just a piece of paper. Sometimes there are only a few words in it. Even later, it was full of blank writing paper. However, she seemed to see the persistence she couldn't believe. "Han Jinchu, when will you come to redeem the necklace your mother left you?" "Han Jinchu, I won the prize again. It seems that the whole world is reporting this time. Did you see TV? " "Han Jinchu, y city is very beautiful. Do you want to come?" "Han Jinchu, I haven't seen snow for a long time. Where are you? Will it snow often? " "Han Jinchu, I went to junior high school." "Han Jinchu, I'm in high school." Han Jinchu, I have traveled all over the world, but there is no you. Han Jinchu, I met a lot of people, but there is no one as pure and transparent as you, let me see once and never forget. Han Jinchu, I won a lot of awards, but there is no reward that makes me happy like your smile. Han Jinchu, I send my missing to you across the sea, but why do you always have no response.Han Jinchu, do you know? In the distant sky, there is a star in your name. I found it, but I can't find you. Han Jinchu, Han Jinchu, Han Jinchu. I have a lot of things to tell you, but found that I can't write a word to you, the blank letter paper represents my Acacia, what kind of scenery you want to draw in my heart, I will follow you. Han Jinchu's eyes suddenly warm, flashing crystal, as if about to fall. She didn't know he was so stubborn. She remembered that he said he would exchange all his secrets with her life. Now he sent all the secrets to her, but what about him Even do not dare to say goodbye, for fear of touching the heartstrings, to be found that they are actually fragile. Just then, her cell phone rang. Wipe his name on the screen and see her tears. "Hello, Xia Yichen, you..." "Come out and open the door." His voice rang from the phone. "What? What Han Jinchu originally wanted to say the words were suddenly swallowed back, a time did not react. He sneezed, and she thought of something. She stood up and opened the window. She saw a man downstairs now and ran out without thinking. Open the door He looked at her. I sneezed again. Damn it! He just wanted to hurry up to call her. He didn't expect that it was so cold here. He was so thin that he could not drive away the cold even if he was wrapped in her scarf. She didn't hold back her tears and rushed to his arms. Now, it was so warm that he forgot to sneeze. He clasped her in his hands as if all the cold had disappeared at this moment. "Xia Yichen, why did you come? How could you be here, you... " He was much more calm than her shock. He opened his mouth to her and said, "seven years is too long. I'm not sure I can endure missing. So, when the butterfly in my palm chooses to fly away, and I can't help it, I can only choose to go with her. " This is probably the most beautiful love talk she has ever heard in the world. She heard herself crying in his arms, crying in disorder. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
