It has been 48 hours since Fang Wenke and Fang Wenke were separated the day before yesterday, and in these 48 hours, Fang Wenke has not made a single phone call to me, let alone sent a text message.

In fact, I especially understand his mentality of releasing the prey that has just arrived, because Zhu Yang is his buddy, and I am Zhu Yang's ex-girlfriend.

As the old Chinese saying goes, the cure is cured: buddies are like siblings, and women are like clothes.

I'm the equivalent of a T-shirt in a small workshop, the clothes should be thrown away, but the hands and feet must be left.

I sat quietly on my bed, it was six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was beginning to get dark outside, and the night wind was beginning to blow cold.

I looked up at Jiang Yun, who was knitting a scarf on the bed opposite, and suddenly felt that she was completely synonymous with virtuous and gentle, but now it was only October and she started knitting scarves, what kind of trouble is this? Besides, she doesn't have a boyfriend.

I turned on the computer and logged in to Renren's desktop, and suddenly Fang Wenke's Renren friend application appeared in my sight, and I clicked OK.

I thought that within seconds of agreeing to Fang Wenke's friend request, he would use a private message to talk to me about it.

But he didn't do it, it seems that Fang Wenke really kept his hands and siblings and abandoned his clothes.

Or maybe he's not online right now.

In this way, I think that Fang Wenke and I have become a simple human friend.

The bedroom door was suddenly kicked open, Jiang Xiaoqiao rushed into the bedroom in a hurry, and pointed at Jiang Yun who was knitting a scarf and said, "You! Jiang Yun! Hurry downstairs! Downstairs???? Fast! ”

Jiang Xiaoqiao's sudden strange behavior frightened Jiang Yun and I into motionlessness, and just as I wanted to ask what happened, Jiang Xiaoqiao yelled again: "Jiang Yun! Hurry downstairs! There's a boy downstairs with a candle to put your name on! ”

Jiang Yun had a dull face at the moment, looking immature, and said to Jiang Xiaoqiao in disbelief: "It's the same name!" ”

"Oops! Don't believe it! I just asked that boy! It's you! He asked me to come up to you! Hurry up! After a while, the candles were blown out by the wind! ”

Jiang Yun put down the half-finished scarf in her hand and flew off the bed, the overflowing excitement flying from her eyes, as if she already knew who was setting candles for her downstairs.

I put on my slippers and walked to the window to find out.

"Li Weiming! Hurry up and get down to me! Watch the excitement go! Jiang Xiaoqiao's roar scared me back and stared at her for a while before I came to my senses.

I pulled on my home slippers and followed Jiang Xiaoqiao and Jiang Yun downstairs.

Downstairs in the school's dormitory is a large basketball court, which is very large, and it is indeed a good space for candle courtship.

There were a lot of people gathered downstairs, and there was a lot of noise, and Jiang Yun and I stood side by side with Jiang Xiaoqiao.

Jiang Yun's cheeks were flushed, and I could even imagine her mood at the moment.

Seeing this, I remembered that when I was with Zhu Yang, he promised me that he would give me a decent candlelight confession.

"Hey! Nabs! People brought it to you! Jiang Xiaoqiao's roar lingered in the ears of Jiang Yun and me, which showed that she was really excited tonight.

Jiang Xiaoqiao's order, the crowd in front of him instantly quieted down.

A path slowly opened in the crowd, and the scene was like opening an automatic door to happiness, and the light of the candles inside gradually became clear with the automatic avoidance of the crowd.

In the middle of the heart-shaped candle stood a tall and shy boy, but the sky was getting dark, and the boy's appearance was still a little blurry, but there was some déjà vu.

The boy's figure moved slowly in our direction, and I quickly turned my head sideways to look at Jiang Yun, but at this moment she was hideous and frowned.

How? Isn't the boy Jiang Yun's crush?

I quickly refocused my gaze on the boy, but at this moment, the boy was standing in front of me, and I was face to face with him, looking at each other.

The boy is Fang Wenke, which is something I never expected.

"Li Weiming, can you lend me your hand for a few minutes?" Fang Wenke gentlemanly stretched out his right hand to me.

Now I'm confused, isn't this Jiang Yun's confession ceremony?

Before I could open my mouth to question, Jiang Yun had already begun to physically attack Jiang Xiaoqiao, and shouted while hammering: "Jiang Xiaoqiao! You son of a bitch! Kidding me again! Lie to me again! ”

How I gave my hand to Fang Wenke, I have forgotten.

It's just that in that warm light atmosphere, I want to be the heroine, and I am indeed the heroine.

In the candlelight, I forgot how many people were watching around me, and I forgot what kind of touching love words Fang Wenke said.

The whole time, I was only immersed in my own excitement and shyness.

Of course, I didn't agree to Fang Wenke's sudden pursuit.

Because I know that aiqing, which is too hot and too fast, burns faster.

At the end of the courtship, he and I hugged each other in the midst of the crowd.

In the scent of the hug, Fang Wenke whispered in my ear, he said that he believed in love at first sight, and he said that he had a hunch that I was his eternity.

And I just said one word to him, wait for me.