情书在我五年级的时候,布雷特喜欢我。我知道的,因为他会尽情地捉弄我。一天,他把我头上的帽子偷走了,用来和他的朋友们玩投掷游戏。之后,我收到一张便条,上面写着:对不起,我拿了你的帽子。我喜欢你,你喜欢我吗?——布雷特。我那只有十岁的大脑无法表达当时的那种奇怪感觉,所以我做了任何一个可能喜欢某个男生的女孩子在面对这种困境时会做的事。我回了一张便条,写着:不。布雷特看了便条之后,立刻跑开了,然后像 Love Letter In my fifth grade, Brett liked me. I know, because he will make fun of me. One day he stole my hat and played throwing games with his friends. Then I got a note saying: Sorry, I took your hat. I like you, do you like me? - Brett. My ten-year-old brain could not express the weird feeling of that time, so I did anything that a girl who might like a boy might do in the face of such a dilemma. I returned a note saying: No. Brett read the note, immediately ran away, and then like