She liked the calligraphy of his notebook a little. It had a cat cover and the paper was colorful, very beautiful and clear.
There is a light fragrance on it, and the notebook is not very big, only the size of a palm, so it is easy to carry.
"Your notebook is beautiful."
The most beautiful thing is not the notebook, the most beautiful thing is the handwriting of Muchen. Her handwriting is very dignified and generous, and the font is also very clear.
The words decorate the notebook, and the notebook also decorates his words, setting off each other.
Seeing that Mu Chen hadn't written anything for a long time, and being very curious about Mu Chen's notebook, Lan Ling took it away directly.
"Can I see your notebook?"
After getting it, she asked Muchen, saying that the notebook was very beautiful and she wanted to see what the little mute Muchen had written in it. She didn't know much about Muchen's memories.
The little mute Mu Chen nodded, and then agreed to let Lan Ling look at his notebook. There were no secrets in the notebook. Lan Ling was the only one he chatted with the most, and he rarely communicated with others.
Other people don't like to communicate with a mute, and communicating with a mute will affect them.
In their eyes, if you are a little different from them, they will think you are an alien and you cannot play with them.
After Lan Ling got Mu Chen's consent, she placed the notebook on the table, then lowered her head and gently flipped through the book with her thumb and index finger. There were a lot of words on the notebook, but she tried to express them clearly in one sentence.
The word Muchen wrote about the most was Lan Ling.
Lan Ling's heart couldn't help but move. The name Mu Chen wrote the most was actually her own name. Isn't this a bit weird?
"Why did you write my name the most? I think we just met. We've known each other for less than a month."
Lan Ling's tone of voice suddenly became much gentler. The girl never expected that this boy would write her name the most.
The girl handed the notebook to the boy and asked him to continue writing. "Why are you not talking?"
"Why do you write my name the most? I don't think we have any communication."
Before, she was not very familiar with this young man Muchen. If she was not familiar with him, why did she write his name so many times, and it was just the day they met.
The day the boy wrote his name was the day he just arrived in their class.
"Because... I like you." The boy quickly wrote this sentence in his notebook. He wrote it slowly and carefully. He didn't know why he liked this person in front of him who was not gentle at all.
Maybe it was love at first sight, or maybe it was just lust at first sight.
From the first day in class, he couldn't help but like this girl. He knew that she was sitting in the back and was always secretly watching him and staring at him.
Because he had just arrived in the class and everything was unfamiliar to him, he didn't dare to disturb him rashly, nor did he dare to suddenly make friends with him.
He was afraid of being rejected and then being nothing.
As long as you don't say it out loud, you will never be rejected.
"You like me!"
Lan Ling's words stunned Xiao Yao who was behind her. He didn't expect that the seemingly dull Mu Chen would confess to Lan Ling.
Muchen was very brave. He said what he had never dared to say - I like you, Lan Ling.
Xiao Yao was a little jealous of Muchen, but he also felt uncomfortable with his own inferiority and cowardice.
Liking someone means being timid and hesitant to speak.
He liked Lan Ling, but it was just a secret love that he didn't dare let anyone know.
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