Chapter Eighty-Eight: Poverty to Inferiority
Life with the mask off is really not going well, plus Liu Haokai and I fell out, no one is afraid of him covering me anymore, and the attitude of my classmates and roommates towards me has not returned to the original, but it has become even worse.
I panicked when I thought about all this, but when I woke up on Saturday, I suddenly felt a lot better.
Because on Saturday, Huanhuan wants to eat and go shopping with me.
This little thing makes me feel like I have eaten a candy on a difficult day, although I am still sad, but the sweet feeling cannot be denied.
I don't think I'm going to be productive.
In terms of those pretentious literary and artistic people, Huanhuan is like a beam of light that is not too bright. But in the dark, it will seem so precious.
On Saturday morning, I rummaged through boxes and cabinets, trying to find clothes that were close to the word "good-looking".
I guess both boys and girls have the same mind about this, that is, they want to be better and better looking in front of the person they like.
But I sadly found that I seemed to have the deepest impression on her with a blue nose and swollen face, with two panda eyes?
Then I was even more sad to find that poor clothes are often not very good looking.
Finally, I pulled out a white shirt, which looked the same as my whole person, and it was not very energetic.
I borrowed an iron from the dormitory manager and ironed it flat, then I changed into a white shirt and slacks, and put on my shoes until they were white.
My roommate pointed at me and said that I didn't know which girl I was going to meet, and the toad wanted to eat swan meat.
You're a toad, your whole family is a toad!
I cursed in my heart, looked in the mirror on the balcony, didn't find anything wrong, and went out.
When I went down the stairs, I received a message from Liu Yang, asking if I wanted to go online together and hit the silver five.
I said in my heart to pull it down, why are you a 10,000-year-old bronze five, and you still want to skip a level to silver?
I rejected him and said I was going to see Huanhuan.
", you're stepping on a horse!" Liu Yang's reaction was very exaggerated, full of all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, and said sourly I forgot my righteousness, and I actually left him alone to go to the Internet.
It's really a little embarrassing to think that he went to the Internet café alone.
It's a pity that this bit of embarrassment disappeared in an instant when I saw Huanhuan.
Didn't Liu Yang say that I forgot my righteousness when I saw it?
I'll him-
He's really damn right!
Huanhuan wore a white chiffon dress with a round neckline, revealing her delicate and slender collarbones, and two white straps on her rounded shoulders. I don't know why, but I always had a sinful thought that I wanted to rip off, just like when I saw the strap of a girl at the front table in high school.
Her long, silky black hair was draped over her shoulders as easily as she could, and her skirt covered her knees, revealing a straight calf as smooth as jade, and a pair of white high heels underneath.
Standing there with a slim pavilion, I already have a feeling of a campus goddess, which makes me feel a little inexplicable... Guilty?
It shouldn't be, the person who stepped on the horse didn't feel this way when he faced Li Xiaoyun with a mask. Huanhuan has always made me feel very happy with her, how can I have such emotions?
"Coming?" Huanhuan smiled, his eyes were in the shape of a crescent moon, and his black eyelashes were long and curled up, which was very beautiful.
There are also two dimples and a pair of small tiger teeth that I have only discovered for a long time, which is simply too much to kill.
I answered, and saw all kinds of envious and jealous eyes of the boys around me, and my heart was sweet under the sense of vanity.
At this time, I realized that Huanhuan was very serious about putting on light makeup.
The light black eyeliner makes her add a hint of charm to her innocence, but it does not look abrupt, but very fresh.
Not only that, but her skin is already very good, and with the effect of a small amount of foundation and blush, I really understood the phrase "blow can break".
It looks like the skin is really thin, and even has a carmine color of capillaries.
Grass, that's pretty enough to foul, right?
I sighed from the bottom of my heart.
"What are you looking at?" Huan Huan pursed her lips, her cheeks spreading red.
I was a little embarrassed, but I didn't expect to be discovered by her, so I could only divert the topic and ask her what she wanted to eat.
"Food—"
As soon as she spit out this word, I was very bad and directly interrupted her: "Don't talk about the cafeteria!"
"Oh," Huanhuan looked a little cautious, "then let's eat rice bowls?"
My nose was a little sour, and I shook my head stubbornly: "No, either." ”
How poor am I, or do I usually behave too hard to make you worry to the point of being meticulous?
In the end, I simply didn't ask her, and said to her a little seriously: "As for me, I really don't have much money, and I can eat whatever I can afford." If it's delicious, you can eat more, if it's not delicious, let's not eat this next time, okay?"
Huan Huan nodded, "Hmm".
We had a meal of school cooking, and when Huanhuan ordered, he frowned deeply and looked at the menu, his eyes were always on the vegetarian menu, and he looked distressed about doing complex high-math operations.
In the end, I gave some meat, and only then did I barely eat forty-eight for two people, and the boss wiped three dollars of change, and the checkout was forty-five.
I asked Huanhuan why she didn't order meat, and she said she wanted to lose weight.
I knew she was lying to me again, like she said she liked to eat in the cafeteria. Huanhuan may not know how much I pay attention to her, but last night her circle of friends also revealed a news, that is, she invited her roommates to a meal of Haidilao.
I haven't been there, so I think it should be quite expensive because of its fame and dedicated service.
To tell the truth, this steamed vegetable is really unpalatable, greasy and makes people panic, except for saltiness, there is no other taste.
It turns out that Rongcheng also has such unpalatable dishes.
But I felt that this was the happiest I had ever eaten, and Huanhuan didn't seem to find it difficult to swallow.
After dinner, Huanhuan and I went shopping, and she stopped in the glass cabinet of a shoe store and looked at a pair of shoes.
A pair of small white wedge shoes, with a gardenia pattern, and a good match with Huanhuan.
I asked her if she liked the shoes, and she bent over me and nodded, pulling her sideburns behind her ears, "yes." ”
"If you like it, buy it. When my voice fell, I remembered that I transferred money to my mother yesterday to buy medicine, and the balance on the card still had double digits.
I was a little blocked in my heart, and I especially hoped that I could buy it directly with a wave of my hand like those students from good families in the school.
It's a pity I can't.
When I have no worries, poverty is just the difference between eating steamed buns at night and eating steak at night, and it does not detract from my happiness. But when I fell in love with someone, I deeply felt what poverty brings about inferiority.
I suddenly went crazy and wanted to make lots and lots of money.
Unscrupulous kind.
I am really a layman, poor to the point of inferiority, and so vulgar to the point of being vulgar.