cat writing love poems

Not long after the start of school, the national competition that the teacher talked to Luo Jia about last semester began to register.

The department selects and participates in school competitions, and the winners represent the school in national competitions.

Since the content of the competition is related to Luo Jia's major, the teachers of the department attach great importance to it, and it is almost the highlight of this major every year.

Luo Jia's grades in professional courses were very good. The teacher once approached her and asked her if she was willing. Although she was eager to make a move at the time, she was instinctively worried that she would not be able to do it, so she just timidly said something and thought about it.

Now it's time for the official registration, and the monitor sent the registration information to the class group.

Luo Jia was on the school bus, coming out of the cafeteria and going back to the dormitory.

Xu Wei also saw the messages sent by the class group. This competition is the highlight of their major. As early as when they first entered the freshman year, they heard from their seniors that as long as they passed the department, they would be able to add credits next year.

"Jiajia, you must apply for this. You were No.1 last semester." Xu Wei chatted in the class while speaking.

She typed very fast, and she was always having fun in the class.

As soon as the registration information was sent out, the chats in the class were already very lively, from topic selection to finding people to form a team, and some people fished in troubled waters, and soon the chat records were 99+.

"They all ask you if you want to apply. Who told you to keep your composure? In the final exam, you got a blockbuster No. 1. Now in the eyes of everyone, you are the kind of student who retreats into the mountains and forests. They still want to be with you Form a team, and I will blow away for you."

Luo Jia hummed, "I just sent the registration information to the teacher."

Xu Wei turned her head and said in shock, "So fast!"

"...Well, I want to give it a try."

Luo Jia also sent the registration information to Lu Ziyan. He should be training at this time, either a training match or ranking in the Hanbok. He will not reply to her information for a while.

She is used to it, and when he sees it when he is free, he will return to her.

She is not in a hurry, she just wants to tell him that he told her to give it a try, and she has already taken the first step.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Lu Ziyan replied to her message.

He is really busy.

He is much busier than when he first met him last year, and it usually takes a few hours to reply to her messages.

The little cousin still likes to bombard with information on WeChat. She didn't dare to ask Lu Ziyan any questions, and she almost knew everything from the little cousin.

She insinuated a lot about... Crow.

The little cousin noticed it, but he himself mentioned Crow the most, because the core of the current Ss team really relies on Crow, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

He said: "The burden on him is very heavy now. He is obviously the youngest of the five people, but the atmosphere in the team is a mess. Instead, he is the one who is the most calm. Now the tactics of the coaching staff are almost focused on the bottom line. Lu, the current state of the first team can only revolve around the bottom lane, but a single strategy also means huge risks, so he is under a lot of pressure now, if he makes a mistake, the team will collapse."

"He is very strict with himself, and he has a lot of training and qualifying. The coaching staff is even worried that his hands are overloaded, and he is afraid that he will fall to the root of the disease when he is young. The most common ailment of e-sports players is hand injuries. Now the team Nursing and fitness are arranged for him every day, as well as psychological counseling."

"He really wanted to win."

She didn't dare to re-read every paragraph about Crow posted by her little cousin.

Lu Ziyan would definitely not be Crow, she told herself so every time.

They should be two people.

She flipped through the chat history.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lu Ziyan sent her a picture of the cat, lying in his arms and sleeping in a ball. He said that spring is here, and Coke's hair loss is very fierce.

At eleven o'clock last night, he made a brief video call to her for a few minutes.

Afraid that she would have been waiting for him, so he said good night to her in advance, and he shook his wrist at her, wearing her hair tie, and said nonsense.

He said that the ponytail can't be tied up temporarily, but the bangs are a bit of a hindrance, so they can be used to tie up the front hair.

He also tied his hair upside down for her to see in the video.

After all the hair on his forehead was lifted up, his dark eyes seemed to be filled with broken stars, gentle and bright, and when he smiled at her, they looked like a bright galaxy.

He couldn't be Crow.

Because the Crow he heard from his little cousin was very bitter and depressing, but Lu Ziyan's eyes were full of tenderness, as bright as the dawn stars.

But my mind was full of what my little cousin said, and when I looked at the photos posted by Lu Ziyan, I couldn't help but look at his hands.

His hands were beautiful, slender, cold white, and well-articulated.

When holding her hand, the palm was dry and warm, and the slightly curved phalanges formed a beautiful arc.

She likes watching him play games very much, watching his hands beating rhythmically is a kind of enjoyment.

Her first intuitive experience of e-sports was last year's S game. One afternoon in an open class, she saw Xia holding a feather on the mobile phone of her classmates, with a half-blood support, two against four. The group wiped out the opposite side.

The commentary was full of passion, and the audience shouted to the top.

passionate.

But now the second feeling covering the blood is pain.

"Jiajia?" Xu Wei was watching the drama next to her, and when she was about to share the funny scene with Luo Jia, she turned her head and saw the water drop on Luo Jia's chin, and hurriedly said, "Jiajia, what's wrong with you?"

"No." She casually wiped away the uncontrollable tears that she didn't know when.

He smiled casually, "Browsing Weibo, I saw a short story posted by a blogger, and it was very abusive."

"Oh oh oh." Xu Wei thought it was normal, and she was often moved by some stories. She handed over a tissue and pulled her over to watch TV dramas with her, "Oh, come and watch this with me. The plot is special. Funny, I'm dying laughing."

The teacher didn't expect Luo Jia to be decisive in signing up this time. He thought Luo Jia's character was too restrained, and after thinking about what he said last time, he would not think about it again.

After receiving Luo Jia's registration information, I was very happy, and used the time of self-study to communicate with Luo Jia about the competition topic selection.

Considering Luo Jia's introverted personality, and worried that he would suffer losses in many aspects of the follow-up, he arranged for Jiang Nan, the class monitor, to be in the same group as Luo Jia.

She is not good at words, and she is not familiar with Jiang Nan. She was a little cramped at first, but she asked the teacher if she could add Xu Wei. After the teacher agreed, she felt a lot more relaxed.

After the registration, almost all the spare time was taken up from topic selection to information search.

Busy almost occupied her half term.

After careful calculation, it has been a month since the beginning of school, and I haven't seen Lu Ziyan.

But this month, there is good news.

"The old cat is basically sitting on the bench now, and the substitute top laner brought up by the second team is now starting."

"So! The top laner position vacated by the second team! After my unremitting efforts, I directly won it!"

"I'm going to play next week, sister!!!!"

The little cousin danced wildly in the chat box.

He almost played a loudspeaker in the few voices he sent.

Luo Jia sent a sentence of congratulations, "Let me treat you to something to celebrate."

The little cousin's career is not favored by his parents, and when he mentioned this to his former friends, he asked him to treat him. The first time he saw that he was invited to eat, the little cousin burst into tears: " Sis, you really are the best in the world!!”

"But I'm a little busy recently and I can't get out of school. Can I order takeaway for you?"

"Yes! Of course!"

"Then send me the address. What do you want to eat?"

The little cousin quickly sent a string of addresses, which are the base of the SS team.

He picked everything, everything.

Luo Jia couldn't help laughing, "Have you eaten so much?"

"Uh... I can put it in the refrigerator and continue to eat it tomorrow."

Luo Jia has saved a lot of pocket money, since she was a child she didn't like to buy many things, and the pocket money given by her parents is basically useless.

She added everything to the shopping cart.

After hesitating for a moment, he said to his little cousin, "I'll buy more of what people in your team usually like to eat. They will be teammates in the game in the future. Just treat them as yours and treat them as a favor."

The little cousin was even more moved, "Sister, you will be my real sister from now on!"

"Then go ask them what they want to eat?"

"Wait for me, wait for me, I'll ask right away."

With the mobile phone in front of her, she waited quietly for a while, then followed Xu Wei to watch TV dramas for a while.

After waiting for a few minutes, the phone vibrated again.

The little cousin Balabala has a lot of people. The teammates of the second team have been in contact with him a lot recently. Everyone heard that he was going to treat him, but they were not polite to him. Everyone in the first team was in the training room. He didn’t dare to disturb him, so he Went to ask the manager and finally sent her a list.

Luo Jia chose the address, filled in the phone number and name of the little cousin, and paid.

After a while, she ordered another grape yoghurt by herself. She still chose the address sent to her by her little cousin, and filled in the name and phone number with Lu Ziyan.

Then put the phone on the table to charge and go take a shower.

After drying her hair, it was almost time to turn off the lights. She tidied up, unplugged her mobile phone charger, and lay back under the covers.

Turning on the phone, there were still several bombardments from my little cousin, telling her that the takeaway had been received.

She continued to row down.

really.

Ten minutes ago, Lu Ziyan asked, "You bought it?"

He took a picture of grape yogurt sitting on the table.

The canyon on the computer screen can be vaguely seen in the background, he should still be playing ranked.

She replied, "Yeah."

He didn't wait long this time, and he texted back: "It's delicious."

Staring at the chat box for a long time, she slowly asked, "Can I make a call?"

He didn't reply and called directly.

Luo Jia hung up.

changed to video.

As soon as he connected, Luo Jia saw that he was flicking the hair on his forehead with one hand, and she was still wearing her hair tie on his wrist.

He was still in the training room, with his teammates behind him, but it seemed that because the takeaway had just arrived, everyone gathered around the table. It sounded like a good atmosphere, very lively.

He smiled lightly, "I didn't want to pick it up, I haven't showered yet, my hair is a little dirty, I don't want you to see it."

He put down the hand that was fiddling with his hair and went to touch the mouse.

Luo Jia asked, "Did I bother you?"

"No, I'm still in the queue, cancel it." After clicking Cancel Queue, he let go of the mouse, moved a little closer and looked at the phone, holding the glass of grape yogurt she ordered, and asked her with a smile: "The nearest How are you preparing for the game, are you tired?"

"...I'm not tired." Hearing him ask this, she felt a bit sour in her nose for no reason.

Asking such words from others is just a question of concern.

But hearing it from Lu Ziyan, he just felt sad.

She was lying on her side with half of her face buried in the pillow, thinking that he would not notice.

But he still found it, and said with a light smile: "This tone doesn't sound like you're not tired."

He lowered his head to look through the class schedule stored in his mobile phone, and said, "There will be no class in the first period tomorrow morning, so you can sleep a little longer."

He exited the class schedule and clicked back to the video.

Seeing that she was still muffled and silent, he asked, "Jiajia?"

She didn't express much, but in his eyes, her depression became obvious.He asked: "What's the matter, did something unhappy happen today?"

"No……"

When I opened my mouth, I realized that my voice was a little hoarse.

She cleared her throat and said again: "I don't, it's just... I miss you a little today."

As she watched the video, his smiling eyes quieted down.

He drank the grape yogurt in his hand and didn't speak for a long time.

Until someone came up to him from behind, "Lu Ziyan, have you taken your medicine tonight?"

"Huh?" He took off one of the earphones, turned around and replied, "Eat it, don't worry about me."

The person who came was the manager.

I get a headache when I hear him say don't worry, "Every time I say don't worry, you are the one who worries me the most, have you really taken the medicine?"

"I really didn't forget today."

"What about body temperature?"

"I've measured it, it's a little lower than in the morning."

"Okay, you give me an early rest recently, and I will go to your room for rounds at one o'clock at the latest."

Lu Ziyan smiled, "No, I'll go back to my room now."

The manager asked suspiciously, "Are you so self-conscious today?"

"It seems to be a little tired." He turned off the game and the computer one by one, finally said a few words to the manager, and left the training room.

The room was on the second floor, and he went up the stairs before picking up his phone again.

Just now the manager came suddenly, he didn't hang up the phone, knowing that Luo Jia had heard it, he took the initiative to explain: "Recently I have a little cold, it's not a big problem, our manager is usually like this, we have to go on and on about small things for a long time, Moon eats takeaway Even if I had diarrhea once, our manager would stare at me and not allow me to eat takeaway for a week."

He rarely spoke so much.

The tone is gentle, but it seems deliberate, like he is always laughing recently, in fact, he is obviously not a person who laughs often.

At this time, most of the people in the base were eating supper on the first floor, and he was the only one in the stairwell back to his room.

Luo Jia was quiet in the earphone.

There was only the sound of his own breathing.

"Don't worry, I forgot to check the time yesterday. I just realized that I didn't take the medicine at night after the shot. It's not that serious."

"..."

His steps stopped.

Finally, he slowly lowered his head to look at the phone screen, and his smiling eyes gradually calmed down.

The light in the stairwell is warm and dim yellow, scattered on his hair, shoulders, and the back of his hands, and his back is stretched on the wall beside him, leaving a faint silhouette.

Like a faded oil painting, all the freshness is peeled off one by one, leaving only the most primitive and instinctive fragility.

"Jiajia."

He supported the wall of the stairs, his fingertips were rubbed against the rough texture of the wallpaper, his voice was so soft that even his tone could not be heard.

"Now I really want to hug you for a while, just for a while."