Crimson Garland

What are you talking about?Return the book soon?

I thought about it, and after being silent for a while, I didn't see any response from the other side, so I simply buckled the phone again and opened the textbook instead.

The thermos cup on the podium is still there, but the heat is no longer obvious.

I held the pen and watched the ppt for a while, and finally pouted and picked up the phone again.

Sure enough, there is new news this time.

"Hello there."

"..." I looked at the serious hello even with a period, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Before I could figure it out, another message came over there.

It's a blushing...chihuahua.

The word "charming" was written on the top of her head, and her expression was extremely enchanting and coquettish.

"..." I felt like laughing again.

It's really cool.

She thought about it, and really didn't know how to answer, so she just went straight in.

"When are you free?"

Over there h is slowly walking up the stairs, thinking about how to talk to i while walking.

How could I expect to see a message from i before turning into the corridor.

Usually when h sees such straightforward words, he will subconsciously feel greasy.

But seeing i ask this question today, h only felt vaguely happy.

...Maybe this is a double standard.

The double-standard h didn't have time to think at all, and the speed of his hand was faster than his brain, and he replied.

"It's all right."

Not five seconds after sending, h saw another new message from the other side.

"Where is your dorm?"

What to do, a little nervous and a little shy. h thought for a while, and replied——

"Let me find you."

I blinked and thought to myself-why?

But before she could figure out why, she immediately thought of the enthusiastic roommates in her dormitory, the room next door where every visitor would ask at least ten pieces of information, and the quilt she hadn't made, and the bed railing There are at least six pieces of clothing hanging on them.

No, absolutely not.

"I have classes tonight."

i declined.

"I'm just going to pick up a courier tonight, why don't I meet outside at night?"

h asked tentatively.

"Okay."