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Teacher Zhou saw the envelope and finally remembered about the letter.

But she looked at the envelope placed on the coffee table and said doubtfully: "I remember, I did hand it over." Min

Rou, who had not received any letter, was surprised: " Teacher Zhou, did you really hand it over?"

Teacher Zhou picked up the envelope, looked at it again and again, and said for sure, "Yes, Xiao Wen asked me to hand it over at that time, and also named him to give it to you. I was busy with the school celebration. I didn't have time to finish the work and rushed over to you, so I handed the letter to a classmate in your class and took it over. Xiao Min, have you received it?" At that time, there was no sign on the envelope. Who wrote it? No, who signed it

? Accept it, but Wen Shiyi is her favorite disciple, and she still remembers the things he told her very clearly.

She remembered that the classmate told her when he came back that the letter had been handed over to Min Rou.

Teacher Zhou didn't think of the letter as a love letter at that time. She just thought that Wen Shiyi had written something important to Min Rou, and urged the helping classmate to hand it over.

Now it seems that Min Rou didn't receive the letter?

Min Rou shook her head.

It is true that she did not receive the letter, let alone receiving the letter, she did not even know about receiving the letter.

In her last life and this life, if Wen Shiyi hadn't explained it once, she might still have been kept in the dark. She had no idea that the guy in high school had ever written a love letter to her.

She subconsciously glanced at Wen Shiyi, who frowned and seemed confused.

Min Rou looked at Teacher Zhou and asked, "Do you remember who asked you to transfer it?"

Teacher Zhou remembered this, and she answered without thinking: "Li Xin, I am also in the same class as you."

Li Xin?

Min Rou didn't have the slightest impression of this name.

It seems like we should go back? Check out who were the classmates in the class that year.

No one spoke, and the living room became quiet for a while.

According to what Teacher Zhou said, she had someone deliver the letter, but Min Rou didn't receive it or say anything. Now the letter is missing, but the envelope is at her home.

Don't tell me, it's quite weird?

There won't be anything strange in her house, right?

As an educator, Teacher Zhou couldn't help but look at the photos of revolutionary martyrs hanging in the living room and rubbed his arms.

Wen Shiyi silently looked at the old envelope and the seal that had obviously been torn open and then re-glued with transparent glue.

After a while, she looked at Teacher Zhou's daughter and asked gently, "Can you tell me where you found this envelope?"

Min Rou also looked over.

The girl felt a little embarrassed and shy when being stared at by the two people. She pursed her lips and smiled and said, "I once went to my mother's study to look up historical information, and then found a history book and read it accidentally. Arrived."

Teacher Zhou was originally a history teacher, but later became a Chinese teacher after becoming a class teacher.

She originally graduated from a prestigious school and was excellent in her major. When she was a history teacher, she helped students organize a lot of learning materials for review. Many people would ask Teacher Zhou to borrow them when they wanted to check certain knowledge points.

Min Rou also shamelessly borrowed it.

But Teacher Zhou himself seems not to remember this book.

After asking her daughter to go to the study room and take out the book, she read the contents page by page and recalled the events of that year through the book.

Min Rou and the others sat quietly.

Logically speaking, this matter should not be so embarrassing for the elderly teacher Zhou, but Min Rou and Wen Shiyi still want to find out what happened back then.

Although you can still communicate online, face-to-face communication is not faster or more detailed.

After sipping a glass of water, Teacher Zhou raised his head from the book.

She pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose and said slowly: "After I took care of your class, I became the class teacher in the first grade of high school, and I didn't teach history anymore. I kept these materials as souvenirs after I moved them home. It was piled in the study room and rarely touched." "

However, when the college entrance examination was approaching, several classmates borrowed this book, but no one reported that there was an envelope inside. I think he was probably the last one to borrow it. Someone put it in." "

Xiao Min, don't worry, I'll think about who was the last person to borrow this book."

After saying that, Teacher Zhou rubbed his eyebrows and began to think about it again.

Most of the black hair on her head has turned into white hair, which is particularly conspicuous under the light. She has a serious and upright face with brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan".

Obviously, it is somewhat difficult for the elderly woman to recall what happened back then.

Min Rou felt sorry for the teacher and stopped her thinking with a voice: "Teacher Zhou, we are not in a hurry. Let's exchange phone numbers. If you remember, tell us, okay?" And it's not too early now

. Well, Teacher Zhou must be busy as a class teacher, and she may have to prepare lessons.

She is a responsible and good teacher, and she is getting older. Even though she can use more convenient electronic files to prepare lessons, Min Rou guesses that Teacher Zhou is not happy.

People of the older generation like to write down the knowledge in their minds and pass it on to students in a down-to-earth manner.

Teacher Zhou glanced at the time and felt that he was still trying to waste time, so he nodded and agreed to Min Rou's proposal.

The two exchanged phone numbers and WeChat messages before skipping this topic and talking about other things.

At around eight o'clock, Min Rou said goodbye.

Teacher Zhou sent the two of them to the elevator: "Don't worry, I'll look for it when I get back. Maybe I can find who borrowed the book." Min Rou nodded obediently: "Well, thank you Teacher Zhou, please go back quickly.

, go to bed early!"

Teacher Zhou looked at the two of them, smiled and waved: "Okay, on the way? Pay attention to safety, and come to the teacher's house to play when you have time."

Min Rou nodded again, and Wen Shiyi waved: "Teacher Zhou, goodbye." The

elevator door closed, and Min Rou looked at the envelope she took out from Teacher Zhou's house. It was a very common kind, but nothing. There was not a word written on it, and if the seal had not been obviously torn, one would have thought it was a forgotten new envelope.

She poked Wen Shiyi: "If you had signed your name, these things would not have happened." Wen Shiyi stared at the

jumping floor number and said helplessly: "Even if you signed your name, I'm afraid you still have to throw it away. It will be lost."

After all, there was nothing written on the envelope and it was taken away. Afterwards, the envelope returned to Teacher Zhou's house. This is definitely not a coincidence.

Most likely, it was the one named Li Xin who had some issues with Min Rou.

So even the letter that was given to her was withheld, regardless of what was inside.

After hearing Wen Shiyi's speculation, Min Rou rolled his eyes at her.

"Although I didn't have time to talk to others, my popularity wasn't bad enough for someone to be malicious towards me, right? Plus, my grades weren't the best. I usually treat people well, but who could be so cruel and blind? Are you going to get along with me?"

Wen Shiyi shook her head, she didn't know either.

However, if the letter was handed over by Li Xin, why did it appear in Yu Lanxin's hands again?

What is the relationship between them?

Unable to figure it out for the time being, the two of them stopped worrying too much and walked back to the hotel arranged by the program team through the snack street along the way they came.

On the way, Min Rou was greedy when she saw crayfish. After carrying two portions, she brought back some other snacks.

A portion of crayfish was handed over to Wen Shisi, thanking her for being merciful and not deducting the task rewards so that they had enough funds to squander on the snack street instead of working hard to make money to support themselves.

The other part is to bring back the "room" won by completing the task, so that you can have a midnight snack in peace.

In the meantime, Wen Shiyi took the time to call Guan Ju and asked her to help check the list of Minrou's high school classmates, and by the way, check out Yu Lanxin's past information, including but not limited to where she was. Go to school, and what did you do after graduation?

I always feel that there may be a connection between them.

Min Rou put the packed crayfish and other snacks on the table.

It doesn't look like much, but the array is quite big.

Wen Shiyi picked up a soup dumpling and finished it carefully. Seeing Min Rou happily eating crayfish, she couldn't help but get greedy: "I want to eat it too." "I don't have long hands. I can't do it myself."

Take it!" Min Rou retorted, but she still pulled the big plate with crayfish toward her, and slipped out from the inside a large prawn with less shell and more meat. She peeled it off in twos and twos and handed it to her. passed.

She originally thought that the other party would pick it up with a plate, but Wen Shiyi leaned over directly, opened her mouth and took the peeled shrimp she was holding on her fingertips.

He even took part of her fingertips into his mouth.

Min Rou: "???"

She couldn't help but give Wen Shiyi a big look and quickly retracted her hand.

The fingertips of the plastic gloves still retained the touch when the other party swallowed her fingertips, and even the small area seemed to be hot.

This guy is so shameless!

Min Rou cursed in her heart, her face was still tense, she rolled her eyes and didn't say anything to criticize anyone again, silently lowering her head to peel her own shrimps.

That's all, just consider it as repaying her favor for peeling shrimps for him before.

Thinking of this, the ripples in my heart calmed down, and my ears no longer felt so burning.

Wen Shiyi looked at it with a smile and chewed the shrimp carefully.

Sure enough, the crayfish fed by my wife herself were more delicious than those peeled by myself.

In a happy mood, Wen Shiyi ate a few more snacks, then stood up and sat next to Min Rou, peeling shrimps for her again.

Min Rou raised her eyelids but did not stop.

When Wen Shiyi helped peel the shrimps, Min Rou concentrated on cooking.

There seemed to be a lot of food on the table, but the portion in her stomach was within control. She had almost eaten and took out a wet tissue to wipe her hands.

Probably because she had fallen into poverty in her previous life and was used to living a rough life, Min Rou was used to getting up to take a bath after simply wiping her face.

Before he could stand up, Wen Shiyi took him back.

Min Rou looked at her: "...What do you want to do?"

Wen Shiyi didn't say anything, he just grabbed her hand and took out the tissue and continued to wipe it.

She wiped it very carefully, not even leaving the gaps between her nails. It was much more delicate than Min Rou's roughness that could be done in just a few strokes.

It seemed like he was wiping his hands, but also like he was wiping something else.

And the air pressure on Wen Shiyi's body also inexplicably dropped.

Min Rou was stuck for a moment. She wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, so she simply remained silent.

Seeing that Wen Shiyi was so serious, he generously extended his other hand, indicating that she could not favor one person over another.

Wen Shiyi looked up and still didn't say anything.

However, Min Rou could see very complicated emotions from that glance.

There was heartache, annoyance, and sadness that she couldn't understand, as if to say that it was just like that.

Min Rou's heart skipped a beat.

She stared at Wen Shiyi carefully, her eyes searching, trying to figure out whether Wen Shiyi, who was always thoughtful, had discovered anything.

After all, she hasn't decided whether to talk about her rebirth yet.

And no one would accept such a ridiculous thing.

But the woman lowered her head and bent her back. She was no longer as indifferent as she had been before, always straightening her back.

It seemed like he was pressed down by something.