Unaware that the guys downstairs were gossiping about him, Shen Yu returned to his room and turned into a busy little bee, flitting between assignments for every subject and managing to finish them all before nine.
He briskly bundled his test papers into his schoolbag, then took a lightning-fast shower, his hair scratched into a bird's nest by his own hands.
Having finally dealt with all those chores, Shen Yu flung himself onto his bed as though greeting a long-lost loved one. After rolling around blissfully a few times, he took out a sheet of blank paper, laid it on his pillow, and began thinking with his pen between his teeth.
How did you write a love letter?
Just write about his first impression!
Shen Yu's eyes darted around. As far as he remembered, they had first met in middle school, but recalling Yao Maolin's complaints to him about Ji Cიცen as a child, he bared his teeth in a grin as a brilliant idea struck.
The moonlight was gentle and serene, spilling through the curtains onto the floor. Lying on his stomach on the bed, Shen Yu swung his lower legs, growing more excited with every word he wrote.
Imagining Ji Cიცen's expression when he read it, Shen Yu shifted positions several times, unable to contain his excitement.
Once he finally finished, Shen Yu proudly blew on the still-wet ink and even folded an envelope himself to put it in, giving his deskmate all the ceremony he wanted.
Imagining Ji Cიცen's shocked expression when he saw the letter tomorrow, Shen Yu kept chuckling even after crawling under the covers. Only when drowsiness overtook him did he fall asleep with the corners of his lips still curled up.
To surprise Ji Cიცen, Shen Yu forced himself to get up bright