Song Shengsheng couldn’t imagine who would send a letter to her in the capital.
She walked out and the sender handed the letter to her.
Song Shengsheng stopped the other party and asked, “Comrade, do you know what the sender looks like? Or is it sent by the postman?”
The man said, “No, he is a little girl who looks about the same age as you. He said it was your relative and asked me to hand the letter to you in person.”
“She also said that this letter was also delivered by someone else.”
“I also asked me to tell you, hoping that you will not be angry with her anymore.”
As soon as this was said, Song Shengsheng guessed who it was.
She didn’t even know why Zhao Xiaoning, the heroine of this book, was so persistent in spending her time on her.
“Please trouble you, comrade.”
“No trouble, I’m serving the people.”
Song Shengsheng returned to the classroom, and the students in the class seemed to have a little more exploration in their eyes when they looked at her.
It doesn’t look like I didn’t want to have a deep relationship before.
The male classmate thought she was beautiful. When she heard that she got married and had children, she felt a secretly regretful. On the surface, she pretended to have no other thoughts about the female classmate who was attending the auditor. I didn’t dare to take a look at it, for fear that someone would see it and they would be embarrassed to say it out.
The female classmates should have a simple idea.
Although she subconsciously disgusted with her rumors, she became more and more likely to have no contact with each other.
Song Shengsheng is the hardest working hard in the class.
It’s not as difficult to communicate as rumored.
The notes she took in class were dense and very regular.
It can be said to be clear at a glance.
You can see clearly in one go.
Someone started to ask her to borrow notes. She lent them generously, but just told her not to ruin them.
This is also human nature.
They also feel distressed when they borrowed their notes, and they always have to give them a lot of instructions not to break them.
And they felt that Song Shengsheng’s dressing was not like a country man who had never seen the world.
What she wears every day makes people shine when they see it.
The more you look, the better you look, the more you look.
But after careful observation, she found that the colors of her clothes were not so bright and the styles were not particularly unfamiliar.
But when she matches it like this, it looks particularly good.
Today, she wore a black sweater inside. The sweater was not long and the size was just right. The thin sweater made her upper body very well.
Outside was a gray coat that was almost up to his ankle.
A thick scarf was tied around his neck, and his hair was scattered casually, making him feel a little natural and lazy.
Song Shengsheng can make simple clothes amazing every day, and gradually, some people are ready to move.
I ignored the rumors and said a few more words to her.
I will also take the initiative to ask her to go to the cafeteria to get food together.
Song Shengsheng was not disgusted with these gradually increasing contacts.
At this moment, the students heard Song Shengsheng’s letter and asked curiously: “Have your family sent you a letter?”
Song Shengsheng nodded: “Yes.”
She sat behind and secretly opened the letter.
Sure enough, it was a letter written to her by Shen Zhishu.
The content of this letter is normal.