Xiaoya really likes what I write, and I can see from her experience of each novel in her reply that she is still very interested in me. In fact, I am also forced by life, how good it would be for my godmother to always introduce customers to me. It's much better to write a novel to coax a girl than to knock on the door of a business, at least it's not tiring!

It feels right, it's right

He is handsome, affectionate, and talented. She is generous and beautiful, slender and affectionate. On a drizzly night, they met, both of them have had several unforgettable emotional experiences, they have never had any illusions about love, they are like passers-by habitually see one after another, the success rate of blind date meeting is very low, the reason is very simple: there is a lack of a procedure, that is, the process of eyebrow love, the eyes are the window of the soul, without this step, the natural success rate will be lower.

This meeting, they are also not full of any illusions, the two work in the same institution, they are very stable, and the family background is very solid, both of them are very young, not to the point of burning their eyebrows, in other words, if it is not the right family, they will not be destined to meet together. At first, both were silent, adding to the already calm environment. It's so quiet that it feels awkward.

He spoke: "Am I the first one you have seen?" She was a little stunned for a moment, she never expected that the boy would ask such a question, she had seen N boys, and none of them had ever asked like this. If she hadn't been in a good mood today, there's a good chance she would have turned away. But today she won 500 yuan in the lottery ticket, so she was in a good mood. The main thing is that she is curious. It seems that this boy's emotional experience is more bumpy, and you can feel it from this sentence that the boy is a little out of confidence. She didn't rush to answer him, pondered for a moment, and kicked the question back again. "What about you?" replied the boy decisively, "you are the twentieth." "The girl thought to herself, my number is quite auspicious. She loves to watch football and she knows that in a team, the number 20 is a super substitute among the core players. She couldn't help but laugh at the thought of this. Laughing and asking, "What's your mobile phone number?" It seems that you are in a bad mood today, can I make an appointment with you another day?" The boy paused for a moment and said, "You haven't answered my question yet!" The girl smiled and said, "Tell you when we meet next time!" The boy took out a pen, took the girl's slender hand, and wrote a large number on it clearly in artistic style. After writing it, he turned around and left.

The boys that girls used to contact were desperately chasing from the beginning, chasing girls at a loss, the more they chased girls, the faster they ran, just like an ordinary person and a world champion competing on the same field, standing on the same running line, ordinary people will definitely lose, but put a mad dog behind the ordinary person's runway, chasing him, maybe not slower than the world champion. The girl has long been tired of this feeling of chasing, the children of the post-80s generation like excitement, they like unconventional thinking, they don't like to do things according to the program, she fantasizes that girls take the initiative to chase boys, it must feel very good. She just likes excitement, she wants to try it, the feeling of chasing people. So she let go of her horse and whipped her whip - and began to chase.

A great man once said that she couldn't remember exactly who, "The success rate of boys chasing girls is 20%, and the success rate of girls chasing boys is 80%." She dressed up while looking in the mirror, spraying the Parisian perfume that her mother brought from France from head to toe, and seeing through the mirror that she was so beautiful, not worse than the popular movie stars in Hong Kong. She bought a large bouquet of blue Enchantresses, 19 of them, and she couldn't remember exactly what they represented, and bought a box of special fragrant dark chocolate.

She inquired about the boy's workplace, and asked the boy's colleagues about the boy's work and rest time, that is, at noon that day, that is, a week after they first met, she took flowers and chocolates, and walked with small and delicate catwalks, to the boy's office, which is an office loft-style office space that can accommodate 20 people, and the male colleagues opened their eyes wide, staring at this young girl who fell from the sky, and passed by themselves step by step. She saw him, and the boy was working overtime, not paying any attention to the changes in his surroundings. The girl came up to the boy, put the flowers and chocolates in front of the boy, and jokingly said, "Honey, are you alright?" and the colleagues around her threw envious expressions at the boy. That expression seemed to imply a layer of meaning: "This kid is lucky to walk shit." ”

The boy only felt a burst of floral fragrance mixed with the smell of perfume, looked up, stunned, his already big eyes opened wider, he stood up, shouted at the girl: "Who told you to come to my unit, do you know, this suddenly made me very faceless, do you know?" The girl's joyful expression became numb, and after a while, tears swirled from her eyes round and round, and finally fell in pairs. She threw flowers and chocolates at the boy, turned and ran out the door. Tears fell and swayed in the air, and she was really sad. The boy realized that he had failed the girl's heart, and chased out without saying anything, chased out of the gate, grabbed the girl's hand, and held her thin body in his arms, and the girl beat desperately in the boy's arms, burying her head in the boy's arms very deeply. Tears also flowed from the boy's eyes, and the tears hit the girl's head, flowed to the girl's face, and flowed into the girl's heart. The boy asked in a low voice, "Am I the first boy you have ever seen?" and the girl sobbed and replied, "You are the Nth boy I have ever seen, but the only boy I have fallen in love with." Because I feel right about you, then it's right. ”