Chapter 377 The Girl I Like, Her Name Is Sugar

Huge bouquet of snow-white buckwheat flowers.

And, a pink gift box.

On the gift box, a bow was tied with white silk gauze.

Tang Mulin paused.

She seemed to already know who sent it.

Sure enough, I took off the greeting card in the bouquet, and there was only one sentence on it.

"Miss Tang, Merry Christmas!

When I find out the answer, I will come back to see you, I hope that day will not be too long! "

"Ms Tang, what's wrong?"

Seeing Tang Mulin staring blankly at the greeting card, neither holding flowers nor gifts, the housekeeper asked with concern: "Is there something inappropriate? If so, you can reject it."

"Oh Nope."

Tang Mulin shook his head, and returned to the room with flowers and gifts.

The pure white buckwheat flowers look extraordinarily dreamy and beautiful on the bay window hung with colorful lights.

Tang Mulin stared blankly for a long time.

The flower language of buckwheat flowers is lovers.

He obviously doesn't remember her anymore, does he?

so,

This is a coincidence, right?

definitely is!

Forced to pull back his aimless imagination, Tang Mulin opened the gift box.

With just one glance, tears fell down.

An acrylic diamond the size of a pigeon egg.

A fluffy white plush ball.

A big white rabbit whose candy wrapper has turned yellow.

Also, a doodle book.

These are all the gifts that little girl forced to give to that lonely boy every time they met.

And this is only a small part of it.

But why, he obviously doesn't remember her anymore, but still keep these things?

With tears in his eyes, Tang Mulin opened the doodle book.

On the first page, there is a sketch of a girl sketched with a few strokes.

Signed: Tang Yingxueyu Hanlei Mu Bingxueshangli Momeng Lin

Tang Mulin burst into tears when he thought of his childish self who was in the second grade of middle school.

Doodlebooks are full of essays.

"Today is Monday, ah, I hate Monday the most. When I think that there are still five days before the weekend, my mood is not beautiful at all."

"Oye, my favorite Friday is here... for dinner, I have bitter chrysanthemum salad, which I don't like most, and I want to vomit. Mom said she wants to lose weight and keep in shape, but she is not fat at all, okay? Hey, woman ...I hope that when I grow up, I won't become a woman who worries about her beauty and figure."

"Why do boys hate it so much? Shouldn't liking a girl mean caring for her tenderly? What kind of trouble are you trying to make by grabbing caterpillars and putting them on her clothes??? Let you see her face pale with fright and tears on her face Ugly, she doesn't even want to talk to you, okay?...Ah, boys are so stupid! Fortunately, the boys I like are cool, smart and cold, not stupid at all, hehe..."

...

After flipping through a few pages, Tang Mulin suddenly felt something different.

The doodle book flipped to the first page, and Tang Mulin read it again.

"Today is Monday..."

On the back, there is another handwriting, "I hate Monday too. Sugar, we do."

"Oye, my favorite Friday is here..."

On the back, "I like Fridays too."

"...Boys are so stupid! Fortunately, the boys I like are cool, smart and aloof..."

On the back, "The girl I like, her name is Sugar, she is the most beautiful and cutest girl in the world. If everyone can only make one wish in a lifetime, then my wish is only related to her."

...

The green handwriting, but can already see some sharp strokes.

He took the greeting card and looked at the handwriting that was obviously written by one person.

Tang Mulin burst into tears.

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