Changming Fanwai is love or obsession (1)

His parents were both diplomats, so it was logical that he should also be a diplomat, so in college, he chose Korean as a major.

He was glad that he chose this major in the first place, and he regretted that it was this major that allowed him to meet the woman who had been entangled with him for two lifetimes.

There is military training in college, and he has always had the habit of exercising, so military training is not a difficult thing for him.

People probably have such a problem, what they can do, they will not understand why others can't do it, and vice versa, because he is very disgusted with those female classmates who faint at every turn, and thinks that such intensity is really not a big problem, and those people are really a little too contrived.

Whenever a girl fainted, the boys in the same class enthusiastically asked to send them back, but he didn't even want to give them a look.

It's just that the **** subverted his cognition.

They were standing in a military posture that day, and where he was standing, he could see the side face of a girl, whose fair face was clear and transparent in the sun. The eyes are big, but they don't have a look. She pursed her lips, as if suppressing some pain, beads of sweat running down her forehead, and she probably fainted, he guessed.

But she disappointed him, and he didn't see her shake until the military posture was over. Although she almost sat on the ground following the instructor's voice when she finished resting in the military posture, she still did not ask for leave to rest after all.

For the first time, he was curious about a girl, why didn't she ask for leave? Obviously I'm going to faint, why do you still insist?

Since then, he has often paid attention to her, so he knows, her name is Xiao Luoxue, she is an orphan, she is a famous iceberg beauty in the school, and within a few days of school, the people who chase her have come and gone, but she never pays attention to it, and she almost does everything by herself. When everyone else is in pairs, she is always alone, with good grades and always a full scholarship. I never wear makeup, and my clothes are simple casual wear or sportswear. But they rarely exercise.

And in this half month of military training, he found that her body is actually not very good, and it can be seen from her appearance that her eyes are very beautiful and attractive. Yet every time she suffered from heat stroke, her eyes were dull when he thought she was going to faint, and that happened many times. He waited patiently for her to pass out every time, but she actually survived every time, which made him very incomprehensible.

His attention to her caught the attention of his roommate, and one day one of his roommates came up with a hippie smile, "You don't like people and want to chase her, do you?" Don't look at the short start time, there are a lot of confessions with her, but unfortunately none of them she likes. You, it is estimated that it is also very suspenseful. ”

He was slightly stunned, ignoring the meaning of his roommate, and only two words fell into his ears, like? Chasing her? Seems like a good idea.

At the end of the half-month military training, their instructor actually confessed to her, and there were a lot of candles and roses, which happened to be seen by him, and he wanted to rush to stop it, but found that he did not have this identity.

He crossed his arms and watched coldly. From a distance, I saw her being pulled over, and the instructor held a large bouquet of roses and handed it to her, and said a lot of words, but she just politely handed the flowers back. The tone was rather detached, "I'm sorry, I only use you as an instructor." ”

His mood suddenly improved, and at the same time, he was a little worried, would she reject himself like this? It seems that you can't blindly confess, you have to let her accept yourself first. How to accept it. It's a bit difficult. She's an ice cube after all.

So he appeared countless times in her same seat during self-study, at the same table when eating, and at the same stop when waiting for the bus.

However, she never looked at him from beginning to end, which made him very frustrated, and he doubted his charm for a while, but after all, he was also a school-level character, and he suspected that no one else agreed, so he continued to be energetic and try to find a way to get her attention.

According to his understanding, she would make a list of books to borrow from the library every week, and because he always sat next to her, he could easily see her list.

This time, the list is very simple, "The Little Prince" by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.

He skipped class for the first time and ran to the library out of breath, and by chance, there was only one copy of "The Little Prince" left. What a great opportunity.

He hid the book somewhere else, then pulled out a book and leaned it against the shelf and pretended to be reading, but his eyes glanced at the door from time to time and waited for her arrival.

She was late, she didn't know that someone had been waiting for her for a long time. Just looking for books on the shelves by herself, she carefully searched for them one by one, but she never found them, she pursed her lips, and seemed a little unhappy.

He quietly flipped through the pages of the book in his hand, and when she decided to give up, she put down the book unhurriedly, showing a smile that had been practicing for a long time, "Classmate, do you need help?" ”

She seemed a little stunned, looked up at him, and shook her head slightly, "No thanks." ”

His smile was almost unbearable, couldn't she give some other reaction? Although he scolded her reaction, he still smiled, "You sue me, maybe I know." ”

She hesitated, but finally gave the title of the book.

He deliberately looked around for a while, and only when she tried to stop him did he pull out the book he had hidden and handed it to her with a smile, "Is this the one?" ”

He saw a bright smile on her lips and gestured to him, "Yes, thank you." ”

He politely replied without thanks, and was about to continue the following lines, but heard her say to him, "Thank you very much, I'll go first, goodbye." And then he walked away.

So he silently messed around in the library. Sure enough, it was an ice cube.

The next day, he showed up with her seat in the study room, pretending to glance at her book by accident, and said softly, "I remember that Rose said that if you want to meet butterflies, you must first endure the bites of two or three caterpillars. ”

She looked up in surprise, looked at him for a moment, and smiled, "It's you." ”

He breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, she still remembered him, and he was really afraid that she didn't remember him at all.

She propped her head slightly, and looked at him with some confusion, "Why put up with the bite of a caterpillar, the caterpillar will hurt the rose, even if it becomes a butterfly, it has hurt the rose." ”

He was speechless, his original intention was that if he wanted to catch her, he had to endure her initial indifference, but she said this, so that he didn't know how to answer.

Before he could think of an answer, she lowered her head and continued to read.

He sighed helplessly, "I think the caterpillar probably doesn't want to hurt the roses." ”

She raised her head again, as if she understood what he meant, "She may not want to, or she may just be instinctive, but this instinct may not be acceptable to others." ”

He laughed again, "How could it not?" Didn't the rose accept it? ”

She giggled, innocently, "I'm not a caterpillar anyway. ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed too, "I'm not a rose either." (To be continued.) )