"Hey, Wanyi, do you think I should write a love letter to him? But how should I write it?" Zhou Xu pressed the tip of his pen against his temple, looking bitter and resentful.
He Wanyi looked at his appearance and couldn't help laughing, "Are you stupid? Can't you just tell him you like him directly? Why do you have to go through so many twists and turns?"
"You don't understand. Please help me think about it. Aren't you foreigners very good at flirting? Help me think about something." Zhou Hao begged and finally He Wanyi relaxed.
"Okay, let me think about it." He Wanyi closed her eyes, opened them again and said softly:
"I follow the direction of the wind
Found the place you used to stay
There is a strong floral fragrance there
I think that's the tone you like
I followed the traces and searched downwards
Hope to find you
i often think
Will I never find it?
But my eyes touched the moonlight
I remembered again
your smile
Regret suddenly filled my chest."
"??? Why do I feel like the ending doesn't sound good? Are you cursing me?" Zhou Xun felt more and more uncomfortable as he listened. He regretted it. If others heard this, they wouldn't just knock me to the ground. "What would you say if it were you?"
He Wanyi thought for a while, and the figure of He Wanping appeared in his mind. His eyes became gentle, and he curved his mouth and said evilly: "I will tell him, Sie+erhalten+mich+sehr+heiss."
"What do you mean?"
"You make me anxious."
Concept: Love is Love
