Sam looked at the Chinese characters in front of him, which were like a heavenly book, with one head and two big ones.
"Bella, why do you want to learn Chinese?"
The boy's question was full of grievance, and his big eyes blinked slightly, not understanding.
"Maybe... I was Chinese in my previous life?"
Bella's soft voice was sweet. While eating the tiramisu cake in her hand, she calmly turned another page of "Xiaopo's Birthday" by the Chinese writer Lao She in front of her.
Watching it with gusto.
When the boy saw that the girl was no longer paying attention to him, he lowered his head aggrievedly and continued to write crooked words with a pen.
Bella, who was reading a book, secretly raised her eyes to look at the depressed boy, snickering and covering her mouth.
"Do you know what the line you are writing now means?"
"What do you mean?"
Bella smiled, lying on the table, and moved forward to kiss the corner of the boy's mouth.
"I won't tell you!"
Sam stared blankly at the back of the girl who suddenly ran away, curled his lips, and was about to catch up when he heard the girl's voice coming from afar.
"Bella likes Sam!"
Bella stopped in the distance with a smile, winked mischievously from afar, and waved her hand.
"That's why I tell you to study Chinese hard!"
Many years later, when Sam grew up, he finally found the girl wandering alone in the Changbai Mountains of China.
The girl gently held her hair that was messed up by the wind and smiled softly.
"Sam, have you studied Chinese today?"
"I learned it, so you want to marry me?"
Sam asked solemnly and confidently, speaking fluent Chinese.
The girl suddenly smiled slyly, but answered seemingly seriously.
"The exquisite dice and red beans make me miss you so much, do you know?"
Sam: "...???"
Don't I study Chinese? What is this? How could there be such a weird and difficult thing to learn in Chinese in this world?
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So this is actually a pure and innocent first love story about a Chinese literary tycoon teasing Sam, a foreign young lady.
