God knows

"I just said, hummus is better in the burrito? It's really disgusting to eat grains."

"Come on, the beans are classic, okay? The mashed beans are all mushy, so I'm going to eat a fart."

I lazily quarreled with Jeffrey. Thank goodness the school has burritos, but the price is really unapproachable. If it’s not a special occasion, I won’t come here to buy casually.In the past, Lisa and I both bought burritos at noon for the big exam, and felt that when we experienced unfortunate moments in our lives, it was reasonable and reasonable to have some beautiful plots to counteract.Lisa loves Mexican food like crazy. If it weren't for the relationship with David, she probably wouldn't give up this hobby.

I always feel that Lisa is far away from me. Since I lost Phoenix, I have begun to give up even the details of my past life.I felt like I was a whitewashed, new person, but the most important part was missing, and it made me feel incomplete.

"Why is there lemon rice?" I glanced at Jeffrey with a disgusted expression, "Your taste is very strange, it's disgusting as hell."

He laughed and stuffed the rest of the burrito into his mouth.

"It's good to see you feel better." He said, even though I never explained the reason to him, Jeffrey comforted me softly, "If you need anything, just tell me. Ann, you know that I am omnipotent in some ways..."

I couldn't help but laugh.Jeffrey, you'd have to dabble in the supernatural to help me.

Jeffrey said I talked too much, with a relieved expression.

In fact, talking too much is a side effect of some kind of abandonment.I was so used to talking to Phoenix that I was too used to speaking to her, even though she was never terse and never existed in the world.

Sometimes when the words came to my lips, I realized that when I turned around, I could no longer see her sky blue eyes looking at me casually, so I had to quickly transfer the sentence to Jeffrey. In fact, when the voice could not find the target, it had already cooled down and lost itself. taste, no longer meaningful.

"You need a date."

Jeffrey suggested, and I forced a laugh, only to realize he wasn't joking.

"I think it's better for me to take care of myself first, and don't involve other people for the time being."

"But since it's a symptom of love, it's a symptom of love, right?"

It was obviously wrong to say this, the person who tied the bell had to be untied, but I was too lazy to argue with him, thinking about another thing at the same time.

Phoenix is ​​the god of love, she said...

…Ann, do you know how big this world is and how much love happens every day?

As long as love takes place, she must be there, right?This will be as irreversible as all the connections of fate. As long as I can see love happen, then Phoenix must be nearby.

"So where's the love?" I asked, with sudden enthusiasm.

Jeffrey stared at me suspiciously, feeling weird about my sudden change of heart, but thankfully he put aside his doubts and cleared his throat.

"Did you know that there are all kinds of strange clubs in school?"

"Oh my God, are you recommending me to join gayclub?"

Jeffrey glared at me.

"Ann, you are such a smart girl, how can you think that gayclub is a social club? It is obviously a club that focuses on human rights movement and gender equality!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Who knows."

"Yes, most people probably don't know. If Harry hadn't told me, I wouldn't know either!"

"Who is Harry?" I'm afraid this topic is too far away from the topic.

"It's the Harry I met in the club! Harry is the president of the gayclub!"

Jeffrey said, I stared at Jeffrey with an absurd expression, and I finally realized it after listening to the next sentence.

"...Our school has a club with a real friendship as the main axis."

"Damn, this is really ridiculous."

"Ann, do you really think I'll take you to any random networking event?"

Jeffrey's expression was a little smug when he said that, but I found it ridiculous to the point of being unreasonable.

We were standing at the door of the empty literature classroom, and there was an obvious volume of activity in the space that should be cleared after learning.

"This is very serious, Jeffrey, I thought you would absolutely oppose labeling people..." After all, the social role of homosexuals has to suffer from such injustice, "But I can't think of you agreeing to such a regulation."

"It's reasonable! And it's also very technological." Jeffrey said matter-of-factly, "Just follow this @catch_up7231 on twitter and attach your facebool, tumblr, Instagram URL in a post, tag him, and he will automatically For you to filter and select people who are suitable for you, where is the label of people?"

"'Screening'?" Basically, this behavior has the meaning of labeling.

"Oh, Ann, everyone is here anyway, let's try."

Since Jeffrey identified it as the place where love is most likely to occur, he could only accept it.This classroom is on the sixth floor, and the windows are open to the outside. Phoenix can shoot arrows in from a distance, but it is impossible not to be seen.If I could get Phoenix back by waiting here, I would come every day.

I handed the phone to the bossy-looking girl, and she pushed back her thick-rimmed glasses and swiped through my twitter page to make sure I was really me.

"@ann_schwi, your position is in the fourth row and the third column, and the one we match for you is on the left."

so funny.

I glared at Jeffrey, reached out and snatched my phone from the girl angrily, strode to my seat and sat down.

"I'm Ann."

I introduced myself, looked around the classroom, and saw that some people were gathered together by four, and some were in groups of six. This way of working seemed more interesting than I imagined.

Maybe there might actually be love happening.

"Beth."

What's really ridiculous is that the match partner for me is actually a woman, how did she know?

"Uh, this is my first time here..." In fact, I just came to wait and see.

"Relax, I've been here three times, and it's really amazing. Every time I come, the person I come to may not necessarily be the type I like, but they are all terrifyingly similar to me, otherwise they are too perfect complements." Beth She brushed her hair, smiled and waved her hands, "Carol doesn't know much about love, but she just knows who can definitely be friends with whom."

"Carol?" I asked.

"That's her!" Beth pointed at the girl at the door. "I probably understand her logic. I can deduce interests, personality and hobbies from a person's website activities and dating behaviors, but Carol is really amazing. She can get to the point where she knows you like the back of her hand from this information, and even knows who you can get along with."

"Impossible." I shook my head, whoever can do this is simply a superpower.

"You don't believe me, do you?"

Beth tilted her head and looked at me for a moment.

"Pancakes or French toast?"

"Pancakes."

"Ham or bacon?"

"Bacon."

"CSI or The Dead Walk?"

"The Walking Dead."

"Comic or novel?"

"comics."

"Flora Cash or Breaking Benjamin?"

"Breaking Benjamin."

After the series of questions ended, Beth sighed, "Sure enough, Carol is really good, and the answer rate is [-] out of [-] for any question. I dare say that your favorite character is Crazy Man." Beth said and compared Comparing yourself and comparing me, it means that we have the same interests.

"I... I rely on it."

I opened my mouth and couldn't speak, it was impossible.

"Trust me, if someone is shy and introverted, Carol will help him find someone who is absolutely extroverted; if someone has weird and unique interests, there will be a like-minded match." Beth shrugged, "I have never been in this classroom I’ve seen combinations that I can’t talk to.”

I looked around the classroom and saw that Beth was right.

How did Carol do it?

"Have you started watching Marvel Secret War?"

"Please! How can the 2099 world not be followed? It's too high!" I shouted excitedly.

"A-force and SpiderGwen are too feminine, I can't stand it at all." Beth said and slapped me, which made me laugh out loud.I have to admit that Carol seems to be really good at it.

"Tell me which book you're reading recently? I'll refer to it."

I waved my hand.

"It's "Injustice" from the first episode..."

As I said that, I realized that chatting was so enjoyable that I completely forgot my purpose of coming to this place.

I jumped up and checked everyone in the classroom, only to realize in frustration that I couldn't tell if love was happening on my own, because the only person who would know was always Phoenix.

"Ann, what are you looking for?"

"Find..." I hesitated, and finally chose to be honest with Beth, "Find someone to fall in love with."

She laughed.

"Ann, this is a place where people get to know each other. Few people fall in love here."

I slumped back to my seat annoyed, she was right.

If there was always love here, wouldn't I have been here with Phoenix long ago?

"Do not be sad."

Beth didn't know what I was upset about, but she patted me on the arm anyway.