Zhuang Ya was more hesitant, afraid that she would do more than that, and she was afraid of missing the opportunity.

At the same time, her guilt is growing day by day, and she feels like she is stepping on two boats.

She decided to experiment with one thing!

Score them like guinea pigs.

Of course, the main presiding officer is Zhuang Ya, and the object of the experiment is Shi Shi and Ying Hanchu.

They are equal to two guinea pigs.

stipulate, as well as score up to yourself.

She silently scored in her heart and made a choice.

Of course, it can be regarded as a choice in my heart, whether it is a stone or Ying Hanchu.

She had all the topics in mind.

Finally, four items were confirmed:

One, give them the order to say what you like every day to see who can do it, or perform well.

At that time, but their love was still reflected in the age of hearing, and they wanted to hear more love words and judgments like this.

Red letters:

Correction: Later, Zhuang Ya knew that there was no point in doing this, love is not something that can be verified by saying anything, but she was happy to do it at that time.

Second, ask them for gifts, whatever they are, no limit, but give them within a week, and then according to the gifts on both sides, choose which one is more attentive and love yourself.

Red letters:

Correction: Later, Zhuang Ya understood that there is no heart or not, it is not in this way that a certain goal can be achieved, love is not *peeling*, nor is it taken in the name of love, it is all spontaneous behavior, and it is likely to be self-defeating!

Three, whoever sends himself home more times will be settled on Monday.

Fourth, who can speak first to bring themselves home, as well as express the idea of getting married.

Red letters:

Correction: This is completely meaningless, true love is to bring oneself home, meet one's parents, and get married, etc., not verbally, etc.

It is undeniable that her heart is actually more inclined to Ying Hanchu, and there is no point in making this plan.

It's more of an excuse for yourself to want to escape!

And for Muna's stone, these requirements are actually not very reasonable, but she took care of the plan in her heart that she started like this.

So she tentatively implemented and observed, and recorded:

For one, the implementation of the situation.

Before Zhuang Ya could say anything, Ying Hanchu seemed to see it, and seemed to have more love words, including liking and bringing home to meet his parents.

Well, this side has already overfulfilled the "task".

And the stone over there, Zhuang Ya was stunned when he said a word.

Zhuang Ya asked, "What kind of washing, don't you dare to say it to me?"

The stone means nothing, and it is tireless to talk about it, the weather and the mood.

Zhuang Ya was a little unhappy and speechless.

But the stone didn't know at all, and asked if Zhuang Ya was sick, or what, looking unhappy.

Zhuang Ya thought to herself, "Say it quickly, say it quickly, say it loves me, say it quickly!"

But the stone didn't seem to hear the hint.

Even Zhuang Ya thought about prompting again, Zhuang Ya thought of something, as if she turned her back inadvertently, and said embarrassedly, "That...... That one...... In our school, as well as around, some classmates are confessing, I feel a little embarrassed to see it, my white and tender classmates you have seen, last time, last time, the time I took her to meet you, she has someone to confess, saying when to take home to see her parents!"

Then he turned his head slightly to look at the stone.

In fact, Zhuang Ya felt that the words were already obvious, and the expression was also, so she almost said, "What do you think of me, do you have it, hurry up, say it happily!"

But the stone "Oh, that's good!"

"It's over, it's over!" Zhuang Ya felt broken in her heart, and that feeling of being shattered all at once. "It's hard for me to give you extra points, there's no hint over there, I know what to say, how are you, how, isn't it interesting, or ......"

Zhuang Ya was a little frustrated, and looked at the stone for a few seconds.

The stone said, "Which boy does that girl like, have I seen it?" so fast, will it affect the study, I feel better later?"

Zhuang Ya said angrily: "I don't know, you ask her!"

Shi also felt a little wrong, and said, "What's wrong, what did I say, I'm still a student, by the way, have you eaten, do you want to take you out to finish eating!?"

"Don't eat, don't eat, eat yourself!" Saying that, Zhuang Ya turned away, a little depressed, ignoring the stone behind him, and then asked, "It's almost dinner now, you, you really don't eat, or?"

Then throw the sentence "Eat, eat, eat, eat you!"

I continued to walk without looking back.

Then when it came to the school's own desk, Zhuang Ya was so depressed.

The next person will only be sarcastic or ridiculous, and no one knows her thoughts.

She inexplicably felt a little aggrieved and cried.

I thought to myself, "I want to give you extra points, why is it so difficult, so difficult, in the end, there is no heart, no, no, is it that I haven't thought about my future for a long time, in fact, ......"

I don't know when, I sent a message later, I was pleasantly surprised, but as soon as I opened it, it was still "eat or not, you!"

"I'm not wrong, what's wrong with you?"

"I just want to express that I'm too young, I don't mean anything else, I don't disrespect your classmates! Do you know what I mean? I don't know how to express it!"

"Eh, you've been weird lately, my dad has called us these days to ask us, saying which major you will choose after graduation, and when we get older, we will go home together!"

"Did you see what I said?"

The stone over there was very depressed, and he obviously felt that Zhuang Ya seemed to have changed a little, but he couldn't say what he did, what he did and what he said, Zhuang Ya didn't seem to be happy, I don't know when it started, Zhuang Ya didn't seem to be like before.

It's like some kind of habit and balance is broken.

Zhuang Ya made him feel unpredictable.

I've been in contact occasionally, and it's okay, I don't feel anything, and suddenly I don't know how, contact, and take the initiative to contact myself, and frequently, the stone doesn't understand the "mystery" in it.

At first, I thought it was a coincidence, and I didn't feel at ease, but then I felt that it wasn't, but why, and how it was, he couldn't say it, anyway, he felt that no matter whether he did it or not, it was all wrong, and no matter how Zhuang Ya would be unhappy.

But because of yourself?

Zhuang Ya is because of her own reasons, or something else.

He couldn't figure it out.

Just like the conversation just now, it was originally a question for a classmate, and he answered, but how could she be unhappy, Zhuang Ya thought about it, and he felt that he couldn't figure it out.

Of course he didn't know that these changes were because Zhuang Ya was silently operating something else in her heart, and she was making "trade-offs".

When Zhuang Ya saw a series of messages.

Zhuang Yaben was a little happy.

Because the fourth article, the obvious meaning, is to take Zhuang Ya home, which means that you want to be together.

But Zhuang Ya watched it a few times, and was originally a little relieved and happy, but in a blink of an eye, it disappeared because of another thought in her heart.

Zhuang Ya thought, "Why is this the meaning now, is it that I *forced* to mean two sentences, or did I think this way, so if I had this idea, why didn't I say it, why did I say a few words as if I was forced to *po*!"

"No sincerity, no heart!"

This is the assertion in Zhuang Ya's heart.

Since you ask yourself, ask how many times, if you want to cry like this, you don't know what it means when you're unhappy, what's the point?

It's like a gift, without the sincerity that I originally thought.

To be honest, here she has wavered whether to continue or not.

And at present, it seems that Ying Hanchu has obviously won.

…

It's like, Ying Hanchu had a 200% completion rate, but the stone was 60%, which was barely enough.

If it weren't for the text message behind this, Zhuang Ya would have felt that the stone would be indistinguishable.

I even have the feeling of wanting to give him a negative number.

Love in youth is like that, simple, pure.

But it's like I'm really in love.

There will be various settings, as well as hypothetical, and scoring.

Of course, the most important thing is that everything revolves around whether the other party loves themselves or not, but whether they love or not, they don't know how to judge, but by virtue of friends, classmates, and those standards they have seen and heard, whether they are right or not are on their own objects, as if if they have almost done it, it feels like love, otherwise they don't love.

But in my heart, I don't know if this standard sounds correct, I don't know.

But what she does know is that she seems to be used to this kind of expectation, and hope, but she is unhappy that she didn't achieve it, and she is happy to complete it a little.

It's just so simple and pure, and it doesn't make sense to think about it, but it still goes on and on.

Then continue to silently collect, hear, see, and see some of the standards that prove love, and then *apply* them to their own objects.

But this silent plan, as well as the ratings and comparisons, are all in the heart, silently evaluated, without telling others, like the kind of "prank * drama" in the heart and all kinds of scores with peace of mind.

It's like standing at the podium and evaluating who and who's doing, as well as checking right and wrong, and grading.

Enjoy some kind of happiness, and satisfaction, or dissatisfaction.

It is also like the kind of self-reflection in the heart of the world, the idea of self-judgment, happy or depressed in one's own little world, without the participation of others.

Zhuang Ya also took the table, in all kinds of comparisons, as if to give them a choice, as well as identification, and then calculate the score, and then consider it for herself.

Red letters:

Correction: As everyone knows, it doesn't actually make sense, any form, in fact, there is a kind of partiality, because of some lack of heart, and then a practice of self-deception.

Probably just want to kick someone away, or get close to someone, a kind of peace of mind in my heart.

You can say calmly, "It's not that I don't give others, it's that they don't know how to grasp the opportunity"

"I don't know if I don't calculate, this guy is so excessive, the love he says must be fake!"

Comment: And all this may be very disrespectful and fair for those who are not good at expressing themselves.

Because for some people, a compliment, as well as admiration, or an expression of affection, may not be able to open their mouths for a lifetime.

But it doesn't mean that you don't actually love you.

In fact, it is more meaningful to implement it in practice.

Like, there is a saying, "Wait until you book a plane ticket and take yourself to see your family, and wait until you buy a diamond ring and get it in front of yourself......"

And more of us, we are already happy on the road.

I didn't think too much about it, and people just painted cakes.

But can the painted bread really satisfy hunger?

Naturally not, what is false is false, not true, no matter how fake it is, it is also fake, even if it is mixed in, it can be full of flaws after a long time.

But at that time, Zhuang Ya was in her heart, and recalled over and over again, what Ying Hanchu said at that time:

"I like it, I like it, how can I not like it?!" and then picked her up and spun her around a few times, "It's so cute, how can I not like it, others don't love it, I love it all, I love it all!"

Then, a wen, just so caught off guard.

It feels like the world is spinning, the world is beautiful, laughing.

It's as if the whole world knows that he's in love.

Zhuang Ya was immersed in that happy atmosphere.

and the words of envy and sigh of others.

The first time I was touched like this, Wen was still hugging, but she didn't expect it, and it wasn't in the planned contact.

made Zhuang Ya feel embarrassed afterwards, and also thought about why she didn't refuse at that time.

You must know that after the parents went to relatives to know each other, they knew each other's phone numbers and names.

A few years later, she still hadn't been touched by a stone, not even a hand.

So much so that she will wonder if she doesn't love it.

At that time, the feelings were very simple, simply you look at me, I look at you, I am embarrassed, and I am already very satisfied.

Zhuang Ya used to think so, and she didn't feel anything.

But life is like this, there is no rain at the beginning of the cold or the second person, Zhuang Ya may not feel that there is anything, but after having a second person, how can he be so content.

Yes, there is no second, and she does not mean "good" and "bad".

I didn't think that love can be like this, and there is no contrast, just like a reference, just like someone gives you a skirt, if it's just a skirt, you don't feel anything, and it won't be so precious.

But when you know how hard the other party is, how expensive it is, and how many months of salary you have spent saving, then the meaning is different.

Compared with other clothes, its gorgeousness and generosity make it seem precious to yourself.

It's the same, with contrast, so it will feel more obvious.

So it's okay if there's no comparison, but she doesn't know how, and her psychology is also biased to that side.

Physiognomy comparison, there is not much difference.

In fact, the stone is still a little more delicate, that is, it is too Muna.

Zhuang Ya was looking forward to Ying Hanchu's surprise in her heart, counting when he would send a message, or talking sweetly.

The atmosphere that seems to be lying in love makes Zhuang Ya feel that this is happiness, and life can be so happy.

As for the stone, she was also wondering, is it to "add a title" to the stone?

Or is it just casual?

She didn't know, there was no answer, but it was a fact that she was happy to overflow now.

It's also true that she's so happy that she's going to fly, after today, let's talk about it after today......

Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, and I'm not in a hurry, right......

Zhuang Ya lay on her own *bed* in the dormitory of *school*, smiling silently and happily......