Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

She quickly opened Su Tang's pencil case, took out the folded peach heart that the boy had put in it, and put it in her pocket.

Then close Su Tang's pencil case.

After doing all this, she immediately returned to her seat and began to pack up her books pretending to be nothing.

Only she knew how fiercely her heart was beating in her chest now.

a moment.

Plop plop.

It was as if it was about to pop out of her throat.

She lowered her head, not daring to meet the eyes of the students around her.

Dong Yingwen fiddled with the textbooks on the desk for a while as if nothing had happened, and the students who were called to divide the papers returned to the classroom one by one.

Soon, Jiang Shuyi and Jiang Tang also came back behind the teacher.

Dong Yingwen sat in the fifth row from the second row by the door.

From her position, she could just see Su Tang's movements.

After the girl returned to her seat, she kept lying on the table, tilting her head and chatting with Jiang Shuyi.

There is absolutely no intention to open the pen case.

After a while, the two of them began to pack up their belongings.

Su Tang didn't even look at it, so she put the pencil case in her schoolbag.

...so that the two of them won't find that the peach heart in the pencil case has disappeared.

If you can't find it after leaving school, it has nothing to do with her.

Dong Yingwen breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the teacher came, she couldn't wait to take Tao Xin out of her school uniform pocket, her nervous fingers trembling.

She carefully opened the peach heart.

There is only a simple line in the center of the pale pink paper.

"Dawn look at the sky and evening look at the clouds."

Familiar and beautiful handwriting.

"..."

Dong Yingwen, who thought she would see a love letter confession or something, looked at the unfolded paper in astonishment.

What is this?

Dawn looks at the sky and dusk looks at the clouds...

There's no sign of any confession, right?

But the expression on the boy's face when he origami was clearly the expression that a boy would only appear when he was confessing to the girl he liked...

Dong Yingwen bit her lower lip, turned on her phone, pointed her finger in the search box, and typed in this sentence.

The second half of the sentence quickly popped up in the search box.

"I think of you when I walk, and I think of you when I sit."

——Dawn to see the sky and dusk to see the clouds, walk and think of you, and sit and think of you.

Where did he not confess?

Dong Yingwen only felt that the beautiful seven words on the paper were like flying arrows wrapped in poison. One arrow after another, they shot through her heart, causing her to suffer unbearable pain.

She jerked the paper into a ball.

The jealousy and anger in my heart are like a beast, and it will devour her with its claws and claws.

She pursed her lips, took out a black marker, painted all the words on the front and back of the paper black, and slapped two big crosses on the words "Dear" and "Tangtang" on the back. , the anger in my heart was barely calmed down.

Her movements were so great that her tablemates looked over curiously.

"Yingwen, what's wrong?"

Dong Yingwen's body froze for a moment, and she quietly covered the pale pink paper with her hands.

"It's nothing, I just remembered that I made a particularly simple question wrong in the exam just now. It's a little uncomfortable."

"Ah, so."

The tablemate nodded emotionally.

"Sometimes I see the questions that I did wrong in the paper, and I want to call myself an idiot..."

Dong Yingwen responded perfunctorily.

In my heart I just want to deal with her as soon as possible.

The same table said a few words, and couldn't help but start to sigh again.

"But in this monthly test, the first and second in our class must be Jiang Tang and Jiang Shuyi..."

"Every time the third place is far away by more than ten points, it's really amazing!"