Y is my love of continuous reading

As if it was a matter of course, K and I were divided into the same group again; unlike before, this time K became the leader of our group.

This kind of course is not a professional compulsory course. The school mainly wants to cultivate students' thinking ability and teamwork ability, and most of them are carried out in the form of large groups.Various activities and presentations are carried out in groups, and the group scores also account for part of the final final grade.

Before the first class, after the start that can be said to be a little scary, I went back and looked through the space of K.

There is nothing special in K's space, and I usually just post some news about school life.The same is true for individual signatures, which are rarely replaced.

However, the personalized signature he changed half a year ago made my heart skip a beat.

"Y is my love for continuous reading."

I know that I shouldn't think of weird things, obviously originally I was extremely resistant to thoughts, but I can't help but keep running out.

What does Y mean? Y, are you referring to me?

can't think...

Can't think!

However, when facing K again, the thoughts in his heart still encouraged him, rationally restrained himself and changed the way he was about to say: "Are you in love?"

K was stunned for a while, his dark eyes stared straight at mine, but I unconsciously avoided his sight and missed the surging things in his eyes.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just saw your personalized signature, just ask casually."

K was silent for three seconds, smiled briefly, and then said in a playful tone: "Y is my love of Liandu. My love, Y, is there something wrong?"

"Oh, that's what it means, I thought..."

"Why?"

K was already leaning sideways, but suddenly leaned towards me. I was so scared that I leaned back suddenly, trying to distance myself from him, but it was of no use.

I clearly saw my appearance reflected in his eyes, saw his slightly raised eyebrows, saw his trembling eyelashes, and saw the corners of his mouth tightly pursed for some reason.

That class was the most muddled one I have ever attended. I didn't even talk much about the group discussion and division of labor after class.

When I returned to the dormitory in a daze, I realized what I had missed when I saw the final results of the division of labor in the group.

I tried my best to grasp the thoughts of Feisheng back into my body, and then carefully looked at the results of the division of labor. Regarding the unfairness of the results, I said that my work was too easy.

I want to talk to K about the unbalanced division of labor, but I am too embarrassed to open K's dialog box.

I always feel that K is very strange, and I also become very strange. I always ignore K's name unconsciously, but I think of the strange reverie I had about his personal signature more than once.

Those who could not escape the association with K, hid for a week, still had to send the completed document to K as the team leader.

Clicking on the dialog box with K, QQ pushed his latest comment.

"You are the rose from my heart, you wear a crown stained with blood, and you crown me with thorns.

Take it!Irrigate your noblest soul with my purest blood.My love! "

It's my love again!

Can you forget about "my love"!

Don't you know that the letter Y is hard not to think about?

I don't think I'm normal these days.

Probably because of the cooler weather!