Moon and people are still

Comfortable days always pass by quickly, the summer vacation has passed so quietly, the cicadas have not ceased to sing, and the sun has not diminished. In September, the first semester of the third year of university is ushered in.

Tsk, why do these words make this day so important.

The roommates who hadn’t seen each other for a long time came back one after another. The cleaning of the dormitory, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, made us feel close to each other before the summer vacation. After cleaning, they expressed that they were very tired. Invite guests tonight.

Zhao Jie: "Anyway, I have to ask. It's better to invite early than late."

Huang Ye: "The essence of a treat lies in everyone's mood. We are all in high spirits today, why not have a cocoa."

Yingqing: "Second."

So I was also very excited when I was driven. Before I got the money, I was tricked by these three little pigs.

After I came back from dinner, I looked at the account balance and expressed my distress. I can't tell my roommates about this distress, but who can I tell.

Of course it's Jing Yi.

Because of Jing Yi's work outside, there are many fewer classes this semester, only one class in our department and the chemistry department.

Before her timetable came out, I was still faintly worried that she would resign from her school job, so wouldn't my life be much less fun.

So one afternoon during the summer vacation, I asked her if she would come to school next semester?

She said, "Why not?"

I replied: "You are so busy with work, you still have to find time to go to class."

She smiled: "I'm so busy with work, why don't I make time to watch movies with you."

I said: "Watching a movie is to fall in love, class." I paused, then turned to look at her tentatively: "Did you come to see me?"

I always feel like I'm getting more and more narcissistic.In fact, we don't hang around each other every day, and we know that the idea of ​​being each other in our lives is unrealistic and naive, but I still very much hope that Mary Sue can have me wherever there is her.

God, how could I have the face to laugh at Zhang Manhua in the past.

Therefore, even though I understand the reality, I often use words to highlight my importance in front of her shamelessly.

Jing Yi's temptation to me is very straightforward every time.

She touched my head and looked at me with crooked eyebrows: "You say yes."

But after saying this, he explained to me in a serious manner that her uncle wanted her to stay, and said that a certain post bar attracted a lot of students because of the photos of her in class.

After hearing this, I hugged her arm tightly: "You are mine, and no one can take it away."

She looked at me with a look on her face, "Your yours yours."

Back to reality, I called Jing Yi, and she answered.

Before she could speak, the familiar classroom sound behind her came in, so I asked, "Are you at school?"

She answered me angrily, "I'm in a meeting."

It is not difficult to imagine that she held her mobile phone with her head down and covered her mouth with her hand.

She asked, "What's wrong?"

I said, "It's okay, I just miss you."

She smiled at the other end: "Okay, I'll call you when it's over"

After hanging up the phone, I went back to the dormitory from the balcony, and found that my roommates were about to play mahjong, and asked me if I wanted to join them. I thought that the teacher's meeting usually takes a long time, so I agreed.

I'm not as obsessed with mahjong as He Yuan, and that's the only thing I can't understand about her.I can't find long-term pleasure from this kind of thing. Although winning or losing has some impact on my mood, it's only at the moment. Once the time passes, I forget everything.

So He Yuan said that she was blocked by her girlfriend because she snubbed her girlfriend playing mahjong, which made me think she deserved it.

If I snub Jing Yi for playing mahjong...

can not imagine.

I clearly know that Jing Yi will not do anything to me, but once she looks a little unhappy in front of me, I am very scared.

It's not because I'm afraid of her, but because I'm afraid that she will be angry with me.

Well, just afraid of her.

Although Jing Yi and I haven't had a cold war so far, she is also very generous to me, and she tolerates me for ordinary minor problems, and the rest is to be gentle and conquer me.

But once I imagine that she will ignore me one day, it makes me feel very panic.

I have been playing mahjong for more than an hour, and I have lost a mess. I am dying and don't know what I am doing. I can't tell whether the cards I have drawn are useful for sustainable development, so I start to throw them casually.

Losing is depressing.

Depressed, I thought, why hasn't Jing Yi called me yet.

So I picked up my phone and looked at it, which almost made me jump out of my chair. Jing Yi actually called me twelve times, plus a few WeChat messages with question marks.

It was already half an hour ago, and I hurriedly turned on my phone to call back, feeling that it was over.

Soon, she picked up the phone, and I whispered, "The meeting is over."

She hummed and asked, "Are you in the dormitory?"

His tone was good, with no signs of anger.

So I replied: "Yes."

"Open the door," she said.

I was taken aback for a moment, then immediately stood up from the chair, the metal chair legs collided with the tiled floor, making a sharp rubbing sound.

I hung up the phone and put it in my pocket, and ran to the door, and I saw her, so I took a step with my calf, and closed the door accurately with my backhand.

I looked at her with a smile: "Why are you here?"

I stretched out my phone, poked the phone in my pocket through the fabric of my clothes, and said, "I didn't answer the call, so I had to come to get someone."

I sighed, looked at her and said, "I thought I didn't answer the phone, you are angry."

"Why are you angry?" She smiled, "Did you forget to turn on your voice?"

I nodded heavily: "Yes."

It's a blessing I cultivated in my previous life that my girlfriend is so understanding.

After scribbling a few words at the door, I brought Jing Yi into the dormitory.

The moment the door was opened, the roommates behind the door swarmed away. Zhao Jie pretended to be okay after being knocked in the eye by the doorknob. She gritted her teeth and turned around to pat the mosquito net on her upper bunk before finding an excuse to leave.

It's rare to see it in real life. The scenes in the movie make me feel very funny.

Jing Yi is worthy of being a teacher. As soon as they sat down, everyone took out their snacks very filially, so the teacher picked out a small bag of hawthorn slices very bluntly, and said while tearing open: "I will just sit for a while."

After she tore it open, she didn't put it in her mouth, but handed it to me, and I naturally lowered my head and bit it, and put the whole hawthorn slice in my mouth.

Seeing my expression, Zhao Jie was very disgusted, she wowed and said, "Don't you want to save some for Teacher Jing?"

Teacher Jing said, "No need."

She looked up and asked, "Where is Ke Ke's bed?"

So the roommates pointed to my bed very neatly, and opened my curtains very friendly.

So the quilt I didn't make was displayed naked in front of Jing Yi.

Jing Yi glanced at me: "I don't fold the quilt."

This is obviously a sentence of condemnation, condemning my habit of making the quilt without getting up, but in the ears of the roommates, it seems that this is not the case.

Yingqing's complexion suddenly became serious, and she said, "again."

She turned to look at Huang Ye: "The amount of information is a bit large."

Huang Ye received the signal and stood behind Jing Yi by himself. Jing Yi couldn't see her, so she became obscene and wretched. He raised his eyebrows and looked at me and said, "It's not a little big, it's very big."

Of course, the teacher still has her deterrent power. They didn't dare to make fun of it, so they could only watch us go out.

Jing Yi thought I was here to find her for supper, of course, you can also think so, supper is something you don't eat for nothing.

But it was me who wanted to see her, and we hadn't seen each other for a week.

In the end, her school job really brought us a lot of convenience, at least I won't feel guilty that she often came to find me like this.

On the way she took me to supper, I complained to her, complained a few words about the behavior of my roommate today, and then said that I was poor.

After hearing this, she asked, "No money?"

I smiled and shook my head: "That's not true."

In fact, those who cry poor are not that poor. Those who are really poor have worked hard to earn money, so there is no time to cry poor.And those who cry poor like me just want to be comforted.

But it may be that the person next to me is too big. Not only did she not comfort me, but she also said to me very frankly: "If you have no money, tell me. If I have money, I will support you."

I giggled, rubbed my face against her arm, and said cooperatively, "It feels so good to be a sugar daddy."

She lowered her head and smiled and pinched my face: "I finally smiled."

I looked at her: "What?"

She put her hands down and put them on my waist: "I felt that you were in a bad mood when you came out of the dormitory. Usually you talk excitedly and use your hands and feet. Today is too quiet."

I looked back, and it seemed that it was indeed a little depressed.

"Maybe I lost the card." I said hey, sticking to her arm: "I am not a good person, and I like to hurt the spring and the autumn when I encounter a little setback. When I was young, I played backgammon with my cousin and lost a few games. , not happy all day."

She asked, "What happened next?"

I laughed: "Digest it yourself, it's a big deal, and you still expect someone to coax me."

She smiled after hearing this, raised my chin and looked at me: "Why are you so cute?"

I nodded: "Yes, yes."

She smiled: "You are like this, what will you do when you graduate and enter the society?"

I was taken aback for a moment: "Didn't you say you wanted to keep me?"

She laughed out loud.

So I approached her step by step, put my feet on her neck, and asked, "Is it all an illusion?"

She said, "You sing it."

So I sang: "It's all an illusion~"

She laughed and said very gently: "Okay, I will take care of you."

I lowered my head and smiled, let go of her neck, returned to the state of holding her arms, and said: "Don't worry, my self-digestion ability is very good, if there are really obstacles." I turned to look at her: "Please encourage me. I, just passed."

"Tsk." She pinched my nose: "The mouth is so sweet."

I smile at her.

Then she suddenly put her arms around my waist and said, "What should I do, I like you more and more."

I yelled, looked around, took advantage of no one, sneaked a kiss on her mouth, and said, "Your mouth is so sweet!"

She wasn't surprised by my behavior at all, she just glanced at me lightly, pointed to the grass on the other side and said, "If you squeeze me again, I'll fall."

I glanced at her fingers, and sure enough, she had been squeezed to the edge of the road by me.

I smiled apologetically.

Fall, just right, fall and fight in the field!

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