There was a good schoolgirl and a good schoolboy in Class Four, Grade Nine last year. The girl's name was Wei Xueqing and the boy's name was Xu Ensheng. They used to get good grades.
However, they fell in love with each other. Xu Ensheng gave a love letter to Wei Xueqing, and then Wei Xueqing was fond of him and gave him some flowers. Then, puppy love between them started developing crazily. They got into it and couldn't make themselves get out of it. They even hurt another girl in their class.
Their grades started to drop quickly. The head teacher communicated with their parents for many times, but it didn't work. Xu Ensheng and Wei Xueqing still gave love letters each other and talked on the WeChat.
The senior high school entrance examination came quickly. The teachers and their parents wished them to get good grades in order to go to a good high school. They regretted what they did the day before the senior high school entrance examination. But it was too late. They have no time to review anything. Finally, they got very bad grades in the examination so they had to go to high schools in the countryside.
After the examination, Xu Ensheng received a letter from Wei Xueqing but it wasn't a love letter. It was the last letter between them.
Dear Xu Ensheng,
This is the last letter I send to you. It wasn't a love letter. I wrote this letter to say sorry.
I am very sorry to fall in love with you. At first, I didn't understand that puppy love was a waste of adolescence. I only thought nothing was important except happiness, so I used to write love letters to you and I even wanted to give up having classes with you in order to stay together.
However, after the senior high school entrance examination, I understood the importance of study. I regretted things I did but it was too late. We didn't get good grades so we have to go to schools in the countryside. Perhaps I won't meet you forever. Let it go. Sorry. Bye.
Cheers,
Wei Xueqing
Xu Ensheng started to look for things Wei Xueqing gave him crazily. Finally, he found many love letters and some flowers that were already dead. He smiled with tears.
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