want to date my cat

The original keyboard of the computer will have a full rebound when pressed, and the volume is just controlled below the noise, as if thinking made a sound.

When writing, Mi Zhiqiu always has to read it silently in his heart, as if the content does not come from himself, but the words jump out hand in hand to form a melody, which needs to be tested by ears.

Most of the time it is.

Recently, he tried to put a little emotional drama in the plot, but the harmonious voice in his head suddenly got stuck, and he jumped out word by word, and even wrote and deleted a line.

"What do you think love is?" Mi Zhiqiu pushed Xia Xinran's knee with his knee, a little bit to vent his anger.

"Hello." Xia Xin's legs suddenly softened, and he almost knelt down, but when he turned around, he saw Mi Zhiqiu's expressionless face, with his arms folded in a menacing manner.

A punching bag surnamed Xia laughed instead.

"What's your last nickname?" He asked Mi Zhiqiu.

"An ordinary little genius in love." Mi Zhiqiu continued to be expressionless.

"Yes." Xia Xin suddenly felt that Mi Zhiqiu was like a cat with fried hair, as fluffy as his hair, "Why would this little genius ask me what love is?"

This nickname came in many twists and turns, at first it was just because there were posts about Xia Xinran and Mi Zhiqiu on the school forum.

Unlike the previous three photos that could be interpreted in various ways, this time the two of them were photographed walking holding hands.

If it's in the entertainment industry, it's probably a solid shot.

The Internet has memories, and immediately someone who participated in that post popped up and said, "I remember that the post of the two of them was popular two years ago!"

After all, Mi Zhiqiu is already a senior in college and has been in the student union, so soon people recognized him one after another.

"These two people had a very good relationship when they were in the student union, and they kept walking together even though they were not in the same department."

Some people even said that they had a bad relationship for a while, and Mi Zhiqiu was a loner, maybe they finally reconciled.

From this person's speech, it is completely impossible to tell whether he is paying attention to the two of them or not.

The leader's comment on this is, "I know how the rumors came about. It's too reasonable to mix the truth and the false."

Fortunately, someone soon replied that it was just that Xia Xin went out to exchange suddenly.

It's a pity that this person didn't have a good person to do it to the end, so he suddenly added fuel to the scene, "It's just a little goodbye and a newlywed."

This is where the comments go in weird directions.

At the beginning, some people complained, "Straight men are probably so gay."

Soon someone broke the news, saying that he had met Xia Xinran and this boy in the library, "Xia Xinran secretly touched his bangs while he was asleep, you tell me this is a straight guy?"

"This boy brought a painting bigger than himself to school on Xia Xinran's birthday. I heard that the painting is still in Xia Xinran's dormitory."

Then the comment area was as lively as the new year, and some anonymous speeches who were suspected of being cp fans were even mixed in.

No one even knew that Xia Xinran had been sending postcards back.

Mi Zhiqiu fiddled with his own bangs, recalling that Xia Xinran was really worried that it would block his eyes all the time.

But why do you block your eyes when you sleep?

"Xia Xinran is too popular." Mi Zhiqiu found a strange point again.

"Brother, with so many rumors, you are only concerned about whether Xia Xin is popular or not?" The leader poked at the screen with such force that he obviously forgot that the computer was his wife.

Mi Zhiqiu also poked at the screen and asked him, "Have you ever thought that this is not a rumor?"

The leader looked at Mi Zhiqiu, then at the screen, then at Mi Zhiqiu, and suddenly stood up in shock.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Dahei who had just returned, ready to make a shocking speech.

It was that day that he finally knew the secrets in this dormitory that were tacit to everyone except him.

Still two.

"My roommate got the famous flower of Gaoling, I don't envy what kind of experience it is"" the leader asked Mi Zhiqiu, if he posted such a post, could he become popular before graduation.

"Farewell, Xia Xin finally found someone to delete the last post." Mi Zhiqiu persuaded him.

"How about this one, "I feel out of place with my roommate every day because I like girls"" the leader Wen Siquan said.

Mi Zhiqiu thought for a while, "Then people may not be able to guess whether you are a man or a woman."

The leader wailed, "Why is it also the dormitory cafeteria and library at three o'clock and one line, suddenly I am the only one who is single?"

Mi Zhiqiu suddenly remembered that in the post at that time, after many people showed up to say how difficult Xia Xinran was to approach, someone made such an evaluation.

"Maybe Mi Zhiqiu is an ordinary love genius." He repeated this sentence to the leader.

He is also very kind.

So after this matter was reported to Xia Xinran by the leader, the "Mi Mi" that Mi Zhiqiu finally got used to became a "little genius".

Now, this little genius was successfully smoothed by Xia Xinran, so he could only lower his head and mutter, "But love is too difficult to write."

Xia Xin suddenly thought about it, "Then, in your eyes, what do you like?"

Mi Zhiqiu thought about it.

"Like is like."

Xia Xin smiled softly, "No matter how complicated your thoughts are usually, you are very simple at this time."

"So what is complicated liking?" Mi Zhiqiu asked back.

"It's complicated..." Xia Xinran probably didn't think about this issue seriously, and spoke in a disjointed manner, "Maybe there will be impulsiveness, maybe it's about fit, or it won't end because of reluctance..."

Xia Xin suddenly seemed to be dealing with some important financial case, with one hand touching his chin, looking very serious.

At such times, Mi Zhiqiu always has to notice that there are people around him peeking at Xia Xinran, but he himself is not always aware of this.

Falling in love with someone who shines with gold is close to the experience of "God loves me."

It is accompanied by caution, and it seems to have the courage to spend a lot of money.

"Put all of these together with liking, maybe you can write a good love story." Xia Xin was still making his own immature suggestion.

The cherry blossoms on the road bloomed secretly, and then hid in the green with the wind, as if the pink melted the ice, and the spring rolled out of the bottom of the water.

Mi Zhiqiu suddenly changed the subject, "Didn't you ask me before, if I liked it, how would I confess it?"

"Well, then you said a poem that I didn't know at all." Xia Xin replied suddenly.

Mi Zhiqiu stretched out his hand and tugged at his collar, "Now, I might change the song."

"Huh?" Xia Xin suddenly lowered her head slightly and got closer to him.

"It's a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning." Mi Zhiqiu said his full name on purpose, and Xia Xin looked suspiciously at her.

Mi Zhiqiu laughed, and began to recite it super seriously.

"When I saw you,

My stick of worship,

sprouted, burst green leaves,

Bearing the morning dewdrops. "

Together with the big tree in my heart, it becomes spring.