Rebirth: National Crown Prince

When Wan Zexi returned to the bedroom, she hesitated. In fact, she wanted to know what kind of gift Chen Yue and those guys gave her. It was just because those people were laughing so hard at that time that it made her feel more and more that what was in the gift box was nothing. nice one.

In fact, there is nothing bad in the gift box. At least it is a good birthday gift for Mo Yu.

Mo Yu didn't care much about what was in the gift box, but he remembered what Cui Jibao said secretly when he handed the gift to him, "Sister-in-law, I think you will like this birthday gift very much. Remember to open it secretly." oh!"

So Mo Yu, who was about to go to bed, went back to the table. He picked up the gift box and the scissors beside him, and then climbed into bed again.

The box was packed tightly. Mo Yu picked up the scissors and "pricked" it, and quickly opened the box. Judging from the scratches, the action was very clean and neat, without any hesitation.

"Crash!"

The moment the box was opened, a lot of stuff fell out from the bottom of the box.

Mo Yu was stunned.

I saw many envelopes and a few photos dropped on the quilt.

Mo Yu picked up the photo first.

The young boy in the photo had dyed hair. At that time, his fox eyes looked relatively round, and his facial features were small and delicate. Because he was sitting on the wall, the sunlight behind him made the young boy look very dazzling, making people feel that he was unattainable.

Mo Yu lowered his eyes and looked at another photo.

The young boy in this photo is seen leaning gently against the window in the classroom, with his hands in his pockets. His black hair is slightly messy due to the wind outside the window, and he is leaning towards his clean and noble little head. His face, his dark eyes looked out the window.

In the empty classroom, the young boy looking out the window looked both beautiful and lonely.

Mo Yu looked at all the photos carefully, and every time he looked at them, he felt an indescribable feeling.

I just feel that Ah Xi looked really lonely at that time, always with an indifferent face that rejected others thousands of miles away.

It's obvious that these photos were taken secretly, just because the boy in the photos always lives alone.

His long white fingers rubbed the photos, and after a moment his eyes fell on the stationery.

I saw him picking up one of the envelopes casually.

The color of the envelope was pink, and there was a big red heart on the paper. Mo Yu's eyes suddenly darkened.

Opening the envelope, Mo Yu just glanced at it briefly. It expressed his secret love and affection for the boy. When he finally saw the word Dong Zhen, Mo Yu tore up the paper without hesitation and crumpled it into a ball. "Whoosh" and threw it into the trash can.

Wan Zexi probably never imagined that so many people had sent her love letters when she was in junior high school.

As for why Wan Zexi didn't know that she had so many love letters, it was because she never looked in the drawer, or else she would have been cut off by Chen Yue and the others.

Chen Yue and the others originally planned to throw it away directly for Brother Xi, but in the end they kept it.

Looking back now, my move at that time was really a wise choice.

Mo Yu briefly counted in his mind, there were about a dozen love letters.

Opening the second one, well, there are a lot of typos!

When I opened the third one, well, the sentences didn’t make sense!

Opening the fourth one, well, the order is reversed!

When I opened the fifth one, well, the writing was so ugly!

Mo Yu had to "comment" in his heart every time he opened an envelope. In the end, without exception, Mo Yu tore up every envelope and threw it into the trash can.

Finally, Mo Yu aligned the photos and put them neatly, then gently placed them under the pillow. Then he fell on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.

As for what happened tonight, Wan Zexi, who was already asleep, didn't know about it.

If the boy knew about it, he would definitely destroy those photos! For young people, those are dark histories!