cat writing love poems

The class schedule for the new semester was obtained on the day of the class meeting, and Luo Jia looked at the densely arranged courses of this semester, feeling a little worried.

There are three full classes a week, and there is a self-study class in the evening.

When I returned to the dormitory after class, it was already nine o'clock.

Drowsily finished the evening self-study class, Xu Wei wanted to eat the fried chicken at the school and thought about it for a winter vacation, and took Luo Jia to buy it after class.

I haven't seen each other for a winter vacation, Xu Wei has endless words, and hasn't stopped since leaving the teaching building, Luo Jia is also happy to hear.

Xu Wei has a new hairstyle and a new manicure, which has changed a lot. The painful experience of online dating before the winter vacation last semester seems to have been forgotten.

She stared at the handsome guys along the way with great interest, and shared them with Luo Jia from time to time.

When I arrived at the store where Xu Wei wanted to buy fried chicken, this store was famous for its delicious food, and I had to queue every time.

Even if Xu Wei rushed over with Luo Jia after class, she still had to queue up, but fortunately, there were not many people in the front row.

Xu Wei caught a glimpse of the boy at the front, pulled Luo Jia over, and whispered, "Look at the guy in gray in front, his body proportions, his side profile, it's amazing."

Luo Jia took a look, she was indeed good-looking, "Yes."

"But it's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It looks like it has a master."

Luo Jia was puzzled, and took another look, but she didn't see any other girls beside the boy in gray clothes, so she asked puzzled, "How do you know?"

Xu Wei said mysteriously: "Look at the hair tie on his wrist, besides it's for his girlfriend, why should I wear a hair tie when I have nothing to do?"

"..."

After a while, a girl hurried over with a book in her hand, probably just after class.

The boy in gray clothes took the book from her hand, and the fried chicken was just out of the oven. The boy paid the money and handed the fried chicken to the girl.

Then he took off the hair tie on his wrist and helped the girl tie her hair up.

Looking at the scene of those two people walking away slowly, Luo Jia was bewildered.

Xu Wei gave her a tug, "Jia Jia, I'm asking about your taste."

"Sweet and spicy." She returned to her senses and answered Xu Wei.

He turned on the phone and took a look.

WeChat is still quiet, no reply.

The chat records stopped after six o'clock in the afternoon, and Lu Ziyan said that the game was about to start.

It is estimated that the fight is not over yet. This match seems to have been played for an extra long time, as if it is going through a long torment.

Putting away the phone again, Luo Jia raised her head, looked at the queue ahead, and continued chatting with Xu Wei.

After buying fried chicken, I went back to the dormitory, and put my phone on the table to charge it.

She turned on the computer, opened the game client habitually, and went to take a shower.

After drying his hair, the game client is automatically playing the game in progress. It seems that it has ended, and now the two commentators are chatting about the situation of the game just now.

Luo Jia put the hair dryer back in the cabinet and went back to the computer.

I took a look at my phone, and there were seven or eight unread messages.

Lu Ziyan: "It's over, we're on our way back."

He took a picture, it was the window glass of the car, outside was the night lights of Jiangcheng, his face was vaguely reflected on the glass window, his eyebrows and eyes could be seen clearly.

After several pauses, she still deleted the sentence "Won you?"

The others are bombarded with information from my little cousin.

"I'm really going to be pissed off by the old cat. Today's game was really bad. If it weren't for the ban on fighting, I don't think he would be able to leave the waiting room today. He would definitely punch him alone. We almost got caught in the jungle. It's hard to get caught by teammates."

"The jungler has a straight temper. At the beginning of the season, the old cat was so angry that his mentality exploded. The team gave him psychological counseling every day. Finally, his condition improved. Before today's game, the old cat had a strange temper. In the fight, we had to replace the substitute top laner who was brought up by the second team."

"But today's opponent is the old strong team TL, and the opponent's top laner is an old player who has won the spring championship twice. LPL is famous for its strong top laner. Although the substitute brought up by our second team wants to win, but in the end it is an old player. A fledgling rookie has more than enough heart but not enough energy."

"It was a breakthrough for the opponent to catch our family on the road, and they kept catching them. The first game was 0/7. Even if they usually play ranked, they will be heartbroken. What's more, this is a game, which is related to the team's performance. After the first game of our top laner, we just kept our heads down and didn’t speak, we could see that our self-confidence was hit, and we were all autistic.”

"However, the old cat is still fanning the flames by the side, yin and yang, saying that it is 0/7 anyway, it is better to let him go up, and he can get off work earlier. Our family's substitute almost cried. The coaching staff and teammates have done a long time of psychological counseling , the second game will be played normally."

The texts sent by my little cousin are very long.

She stared at it for an indeterminate amount of time, and didn't even hear Xu Wei calling her, until Xu Wei tugged at her sleeve and asked, "Jia Jia, the fried chicken is getting cold."

Luo Jia came back to her senses and hummed.

Xu Wei looked at her face and said in surprise: "What are you looking at, why are you so lost."

"No, I just didn't realize it." She took the fried chicken, "Thank you."

Then, he typed slowly and asked his little cousin, "Did you win tonight?"

"Win is a win, but a heart attack is about to hit. Bottom lane is life-threatening C. Crow plays like a gambler who licks blood with a knife. He dare not make a single mistake because his teammates are more or less The state is in a slump, if no one stands up to stand up to the situation, there is really no chance of winning."

"The heart rate soared in several rounds of team battles. His blood was so bad that the soldiers could fall down in one breath, and he was still outputting like a gamble. The commentator was so frightened that his voice broke. The team battle abruptly won the game."

"But after today's game, Team Ss' weakness is almost in front of the entire LPL. Before the whole team's condition improves, Team Ss will rely on Crow to win. The next game will only need to focus on the bottom lane. Ss The team is almost nailed to the fate of being out."

The little cousin didn't care that Luo Jia didn't reply to the message for more than ten minutes, he only thought that she was playing a game and had no time to reply.

He took a screenshot of a Weibo trending list and sent it to her, "Look, Crow is all on the trending list. He made several life-defying operations tonight, and he forcibly carried the team to win the game." The team battle has gone crazy, not to the extent that fans would cry after seeing it."

"Moreover, this year is only his second year on the court, and he is only half a year older than our substitute top laner. He is still a rookie player. I can't say anything other than admiration and distress."

"Do you know why this is the hot search? In the post-match interview, the host asked him why he dared to go up after those few waves of residual blood. If he didn't operate it, and if he died, no one would guard his house, and the game would be over directly."

"He said a word, good luck does not favor fools."

"The host asked him if he was betting on his own side? He said he didn't gamble, but believed that good luck was on his side. He asked for a lucky charm before the game. Thanks to him who is usually so taciturn Man, at this time, he can still say such words to mediate the atmosphere, when he was being interviewed, his hand holding the microphone was still shaking."

Luo Jia asked, "What lucky charm?"

"?" The little cousin was shocked, "You didn't answer me for a long time, I thought you were not here."

"I don't know about the lucky charm. The host also asked him, but he didn't say anything. He said that if he still has a chance to win the championship, he will tell everyone."

Ten minutes later, the little cousin knocked on the question mark again.

"Sister?? Are you here?"

"Playing a game." She casually clicked on a game of ranking.

Choose a location, enter the queue, and do all the actions in one go, trying to distract yourself a little bit.

A certain thought in her heart was growing day after day, and the more obvious the answer was, the more she felt the dense pain.

She hopes these are just her delusions.

But she didn't even want to confirm it, didn't want to, and didn't dare.

There are a lot of players playing the game at night, and the game is scheduled within a few seconds.

She is on the first floor, the first to pick a hero.

The AD hero she can play is no longer limited to a female gun, but is getting closer to the hero pool that Lu Ziyan is used to.

Xia, Bing, Jinx, Jhin, Cannon, Mouse, Lucian.

Except for Wei En, who really can't practice, the other heroes that Lu Ziyan often plays have become her common heroes in ranking.

Faced with more heroes to choose from in different lineups, she rarely chooses female guns, but her favorite hero is still female guns.

Lu Ziyan seldom plays this hero, but he knows that she likes female guns.

When he was in duo before, he was on the first floor, and he would basically ask her if she wanted to choose a female gun.

At first, she thought that Lu Ziyan was going to help her with the female gun, and said that he could choose by himself instead of helping her grab it.

He said that he wanted to know what kind of hero she wanted to play, and then choose the right support to match her.

As the sound effects sounded, it was Luo Jia's turn to choose a hero.

She was on the first floor, without hesitation, she locked the female gun after a long absence.

In fact, female gun is just a popular name. This hero has a complete name, which is a bounty hunter.

Her name is Miss Fortune.

After locking the hero, the selected hero will say a line——

"Luck doesn't favor fools."

This is the line of the bounty hunter.

The phone was still vibrating, and the little cousin sent her a link, which was the post-match interview, "Look for yourself."

The moment Luo Jia's fingers were about to touch the link, they stopped.

He replied, "Don't look at it."

Little cousin: "?"

She lied calmly: "I'm playing games, I don't have time."

Little cousin: "Although, Crow is very handsome, you absolutely like it!"

Luo Jia didn't return, but involuntarily stared at the link sent by her little cousin for a long time.

Further up, there is a screenshot of the trending list sent by my little cousin. Two of the top ten trending searches are about tonight's game.

One is the Ss team vs the TL team.

Another high on the list: Crow luck favors no fools.

Until the start of the game, Luo Jia just stared at the hotly searched names, holding the mouse in his hand, froze for a long time, and never clicked on it.

It was after midnight when Lu Ziyan replied to her message again.

The school has been disconnected from the Internet, Luo Jia is lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone, her eyelids are glued together, but she has been holding on to prevent herself from falling asleep.

The phone was always held in the palm of her hand, and when it vibrated, she immediately woke up.

Lu Ziyan, "I just went back to my room and lay down."

"Is Jiajia already asleep?"

He is still typing.

Luo Jia quickly replied, "No."

He stopped typing, and after a while, he asked, "Why haven't you slept yet, aren't you going to class tomorrow?"

"I want to see you."

"Now?"

"Ah."

"Wait for a few minutes."

"I won't wait, I'll see it now."

After a while, he asked, "Are you sure?"

Luo Jia suddenly hesitated, "Why?"

"I just got out of the shower and haven't put on my clothes yet."

"..."

Luo Jia: "You wear..."

"Just kidding."

After sending this sentence, the video invitation he sent pops up on the interface.

The lights in the dormitory had been turned off, and it was pitch black. After she tapped to accept, the light from the phone screen illuminated the darkness in front of her.

The camera shakes, and she sees Lu Ziyan.

He held the phone in his hand, shaking and blurring as he walked.

It wasn't until he opened the quilt and lay down that the picture settled down. He had just taken a shower, and his hair was soft and casually scattered on the pillow. Under the light, he seemed to be covered with a layer of light, and the whole person looked gentle and soft .

He was lying on his side, half of his face was sunk in the pillow, his dark eyes were smiling, he was staring at the screen, his tone was calm as usual, "Is there a roommate around, it's not convenient to talk."

She could only type, "Well, the lights have been turned off."

"Go to bed early, too, don't you have class tomorrow?"

"No."

In the camera, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and he smiled.

The light from the screen reflected on his face, changing in depth. He must have changed the interface and was looking at something else.

After a few seconds, he said, "There will be classes from morning to night tomorrow."

He came out of the timetable and returned to the video, "The timetable has been sent to me and you still want to lie to me."

The light on her side was turned off, it was pitch black, and her face was not in the video camera.

Where he can't see, her sadness can be unscrupulous, silently looking at his gentle and relaxed smile, the dense pain becomes more and more obvious.

She was also thankful for the darkness at this time, because he couldn't see anything.

Like he doesn't want to let himself see his tiredness.

Just like when she met on the first day of school, in fact, she could see the tiredness in his eyes, but he kept smiling gently at her, so she also tacitly pretended to be deaf and dumb, not looking, not thinking, not confirming.

He said don't worry.

Then, I can only silently wish him all the best.

As she typed, she could change her tone to look relaxed at will, "I won both games tonight."

He smiled lightly, "I saw it."

"Didn't you just finish your work? Why did you see it so quickly?"

"Look at it when I miss you." He still smiled gently and said in the usual tone: "I've been a little busy recently, so I'll play with you when I get better, okay?"

Maybe it was because she hadn't returned for a long time, so he asked, "Jiajia?"

He probably thought she was upset, and said again: "When there is no competition or training match, I..."

"No." She blurted out to stop it.

Xu Wei was a night owl, didn't sleep, and watched TV with earphones on.

He vaguely heard Luo Jia talking, not sure if he heard it wrong, took off one of the earphones, and asked with his head: "Jia Jia, are you talking to me?"

"No... I was watching TV, and I was scared by the plot, so I couldn't hold back." She lied in the dark.

Xu Wei let out an oh, addicted to the plot of the TV series, put on the earphones and continued watching.

Seeing that Xu Wei didn't want to ask any more questions, Luo Jia heaved a sigh of relief.

She continued to type and said, "Don't worry about me."

I'm afraid this is not convincing enough.

She added another sentence: "As you can see, I have a lot of classes this semester, and I don't have much time to play games, so I don't get a grade. Why do you wear my hair tie when you sleep?"

She changed the subject.

"This?" He raised his hand, his wrist visible in the camera.

Her hair ties are bought in a large size, because you can tie a few more ties, and the hair will be fixed tightly and will not be loose.

As a result, he is wearing it on his wrist now, and it seems that the size is just right, so that it will not be strangled, otherwise she must take it back and give him another one.

He looked at the hair tie on his wrist, his eyes were soft, but his smiling tone was still teasing her, "I'm afraid I lost it, and I can't find it when my hair grows and I want to tie it into a ponytail."

"If you want to wear a ponytail then, I can buy you a box."

"That's all I want." His tone was rarely unreasonable and arrogant, and it sounded like he was imitating her.

Luo Jia didn't bother with him, and asked, "You also wear it when you compete?"

His inconspicuous smile restrained a little, "Yeah."

After being quiet for a while, she didn't speak, and Lu Ziyan just lay quietly on his side.

He broke the silence, and his tone was teasing her, "Jiajia can see me, but I can't see Jiajia, it's so unfair."

...seems a little unfair.

But she turned off the lights here, there was no light, and indeed nothing could be seen in the lens.

After thinking for a while, she came up with a solution: "Then I'll buy a rechargeable night light and put it by the bed."

Hearing this, he laughed, feeling a bit vulnerable and exposed, like a defenseless child who is easily satisfied with a piece of candy.

Then he said as usual: "No, go to bed after the lights are off, don't wait for me."

She said nothing.

Perhaps he could also see her reluctance, because there is really little time to talk properly every day, he didn't hang up the phone, and said softly: "Go to sleep, I will put the video here, I will accompany you to sleep. "

Luo Jia didn't say anything else this time, "Good night."

"Well, good night," he said.

In the camera, her picture is always dark, and he can't see the picture on her side.

Probably because her side was quiet, he gradually thought she had gone to sleep.

He really didn't hang up the video call, but he didn't sleep. She could see his hands, as if he was typing. He should be chatting with someone else.

Luo Jia silently looked at Lu Ziyan's face in the dark, and after he thought she had fallen asleep, his gentle and relaxed look disappeared.

Silent, indifferent, there is even a bit of sharp indifference in the dark dark eyes, and the frown is almost invisible, his expression has always been calm, but the hostility is obvious, at first glance, it looks like a wilderness swept by wind and snow , without any temperature.

After returning the message for a while, his hand stopped.

So she saw that the sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes became more impatient and tired. After a while, he pulled back the quilt and got up. He closed the door very softly, probably because he was afraid of waking her up.

She closed her eyes in silence in the dark night.

Luck doesn't favor fools.

Therefore, good luck will definitely favor you, I wish you good luck, and there will be good luck.