The courier who gave me the massage stick was my male god and senior. What's wrong?

Handbook for Courier Brother II: Deliver the courier with him.

I picked up the "Summer Vacation Practical Writing Guide", patted the dust on it, and then walked out with confidence.

The male god had finished eating the platter and washed the dishes very naturally!

Can anyone tell me why this style of painting is so weird!He doesn't know me well, so what's the matter with such a natural look?I was not pleased by the male god's behavior like the head of the family!

"what's your name?"

"what?"

"name."

"Little cutie, oh, no, no, my name is Bai Chi."

"Oh, this name is quite unique."

Not particularly good at all, fall!I must have been picked up by my parents from the trash, right?Who would name their son an idiot?They are the ones who forgot to wear condoms, okay?I'm innocent -- please let me go.

"What's your name?" Hahaha, how could I not know the name of my male god?It's a pity that I can only pretend to be a stranger so schemingly - it's so exciting!

"Depth of field."

I actually hooked up with the male god so smoothly!

It's unbelievable!

When I was a freshman, I spent a whole semester taking the securities analysis course that the male god took - but I never saw the male god take a class; I stayed in the dormitory of the male god's class for two months, but I didn't see it once. I have seen the male god, but forged a deep revolutionary friendship with the dormitory aunt; I went to the basketball club to hand over mineral water for a year, and I didn’t even get a backup. Get in the front row.

Great time to go further!

"Well, um, I want to ask what are the requirements for being a courier?"

"Being a courier?"

"Yes, I plan to do an internship during the summer vacation."

"You major in economics, right? I read the courier slip of that book, isn't it about the analysis of econometric indicators?"

fall!Why don't you do what I want?

Shouldn't it be said: How can such a delicate person like you do such a hard and tiring job?If you are so willful, I will be heartbroken.

wipe!

"I, I want to investigate the current situation of the logistics industry and find some practical basis for the introduction to the Internet of Things in the next semester."

"Oh, so it is. Just like me."

"You mean handsome?"

What the hell am I talking about?How can I digress so far?How could I be so superficial?

I looked anxiously at my male god--

Then he laughed,

I suddenly remembered that poem,

I remember that wonderful moment:

You appeared in front of me,

Like a fleeting phantom,

Like a spirit of pure beauty.

In the torment of hopeless sorrow,

In the tumultuous unreal obsession,

Your gentle voice rang in my ears for a long time,

I still see your lovely face in my sleep.

Many years have passed.

Then add another sentence,

I still love you as before.

The literary accent I came to suddenly was the only time in my 19 years of pretending to really feel the feeling of resonating with the author's soul.But this kind of epiphany-like feeling didn't make me "spiritual energy enter the body, and then smoothly embark on the path of cultivation"-it just made me miss the next words of the male god.

All I hear is the last, "Would you like to?"

Fuck!The world is crazy!What is rhythm? !

"Of, of course!" Although I find it very strange, when a male god asks you: Do you want to?Will you answer that I don't want to? !

So of course I agreed.

"Then you can deliver the courier with me when you are free."

Deliver courier with the male god!

"I'm free tomorrow!"