After that dinner, Yunbo didn't say "good night" to Tong Meng anymore.

Tong Meng was relieved and sent a good night to Okra.

After that, the three of them still get together often, as if nothing had happened. That's the advantage of being an adult, being able to handle emotions cleanly.

originally thought that okra's "weight loss" was just talk, but who knew that she was really ruthless, running with Tong Meng every morning, and going to the gym to exercise late at night.

But her cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and Tong Meng and Yun Bo agreed that she was the best person to cook Chinese food in Cambridge, and it didn't take long for both of them to retract that comment at the same time, because okra became the best person in the entire British Empire in their hearts.

The cooking skills are becoming more and more sophisticated, but the weight is decreasing day by day. At this time, Tong Meng saw for the first time, a miracle related to love.

Once, the three of them attended a party at the same time, during which a steady British boy actually confessed to Tong Meng, and Tong Meng directly told him that he had a lover, and the news quickly spread throughout Cambridge, and the boys of the whole school almost got together and held a collective lovelorn parade.

That night, there was no moon.

The boys who were in love for the first time got together and wept.

That night, the cups were staggered.

Infatuated boys get together and get drunk.

Okra accidentally found out that Yun Bo was also among them, although she asked Yun Bo about that night a long time later, Yun Bo insisted that she had come with her roommate, she didn't tell him, and she saw his handwriting on the lovelorn message wall in the bar that night:

"I haven't owned you for even a second, but I feel like I've lost you a million times. ”

Really don't underestimate the sadness of a lovelorn man, even if his love has not yet begun, he can cry earth-shatteringly.

That night, okra followed Yunbo far behind.

Watch them get drunk together.

Watch them jump together into the cold night swim of the Sword River.

watched them sing a lovelorn song in unison, singing heartbreakingly.

The next day, she silently made a big bowl of decanting soup. At night, they stayed in the library with Yunbo, and they didn't leave until the students who were reading the books had left.

When they arrived at the area where they lived, Yunbo pushed his bicycle, and okra walked beside him, deliberately looking for a topic: "I used to look forward to the college entrance examination soon, but when the college entrance examination is over, it is not as imagined, there is no carnival, no." When I woke up this morning, I suddenly remembered what my English teacher said to us in the last evening of self-study: 'You look at the questions again, and I will look at you again.' ’”

"Hmm!"

Seeing that Yunbo was a little absent-minded, Okra plucked up the courage to pretend to be relaxed and joked: "Hey, I see that you have been fidgeting a lot lately, and you often giggle in a daze, as if you are not interested in anything, are you secretly crushing?"

Yunbo turned his head and saw that Okra asked suddenly, and he answered very directly: "Yes." ”

Okra was stunned, and her palms were cold, but she continued to ask quietly: "Then I'm really like a god, and my crush is so bitter, why don't you confess?"

Yunbo shook his head, his mind was full of children's dreams, and he couldn't help sighing: "I like a story very much, the girl's hand was cut by glass, and the boy ran to the pharmacy to buy a band-aid, but he was a mute and could only use his hands to make gestures, and the pharmacist in the pharmacy couldn't understand it, so he bit his fingers hard." If love is just talk, what about the dumb?"

The young man's soft words fell heavily on the girl's heart. She knew that the person he had a crush on was not herself, but so what? No heart would be just like a means of transportation, forever going back and forth from the place of departure and destination, and there would be countless possibilities in a life so long.

Even if I can think about it this way, Okra is still sour in my heart.