In today's society, the fast-paced life makes young men and women eat fast love, they don't have time to understand each other, they don't have time to think about the eternity, but they hurriedly give birth to love in bed, hoping to find a trace of spiritual sustenance from the comfort of the body.

How long does it take to meet and fall in love?

Fortnight.

For office workers, there are only two short weekends.

But for boring, boring and directionless college students, it is a long fourteen days.

Two people have too much time to go on dates, go for walks, go on the phone, and from strangeness to intimacy, they have too much time to finish and have a faster pace to get closer.

Judging from the progress of Xiaopang and Fang Ting, everything is going well, and two weeks is just right.

I agree with Chubby's idea of confessing.

"Try to chat as intimately as possible these days, and test her attitude in advance, go out for a date and walk as far as possible to a place with fewer people, observe her expression, and try to hold hands inadvertently."

I told Chubby my thoughts as if I were reading a game guide.

Fang Ting is bold and enthusiastic, she won't mind holding hands inadvertently, she is very smart and will understand what this means, if there is a suggestive refusal, then the confession should be postponed, if it is acquiescence, the confession will be half the success.

If two people walk to a place with few people, the success rate of physical contact will be greater, if you want to play hooligan, kiss directly, the girl will lose her temper, anyway, no one will find out, she is not ashamed.

The girl has a thin face, and when the relationship is not established, don't do anything intimate in a crowded place, because then she will hate you, after all, people were single at that time, just like Dianne still hated my first encounter with her, and I took her away in front of everyone.

"I understand, confess that I plan to be downstairs in her bedroom, the scene is more romantic, what do you think?"

Stupid!

As long as the girl hasn't promised you, then she is always single, in the case of being single, you go downstairs to her bedroom and shout, declaring the world in advance that she belongs to you, which is tantamount to suicide. In the eyes of most girls, this is a farce of two people, vigorous love is not a few cheap candles and a few broken roses can be represented, a farce will only make the girl become the gossip and joke of the whole building, no one will envy her, the result is that the girl is still single, but you have become the second force in her eyes.

Fang Ting is so smart that she can see this more clearly.

"Fatty, don't kick it crookedly."

I deny his act of death.

"Confession, it's better to find a place where only the two of you."

Chubby is too brainless, he has to make a formal confession to Fang Ting, and he has to be romantic, so I can only help him continue to plan.

In this era, can a romantic confession represent true love?

Hehe, I talked about it in bed, and the next day she called you husband.

As I was talking to Chubby, Fang Ting and Diane came back, Fang Ting smiled mysteriously, and Diane blushed shyly.

Damn, what did you two do just now?

Since Dianne and I had already drunk the porridge in the morning, and there was no appetite for it again, the goddess did not seem to be very interested in the meal.

"Senior sister, don't you like to drink porridge, will I take you to eat spicy tang later?"

I sent her a WeChat message.

"No, I can eat whatever I want, and I don't need you to accompany me."

She added an angry expression after posting.

You blame me for not cooperating just now? It's obvious that you're full of flaws, how can I cooperate.

The two of us were sitting together but secretly communicating with each other on WeChat, all of which was noticed by Fang Ting, who sat across from me, kicked me in her high heels, and I looked up at her.

"Anne, you drank so much wine last night, eat some fruit, don't you like to eat grapes very much."

Fang Ting winked at me as she spoke.

Of course I could understand that she was implying that my goddess liked to eat grapes and asked me to be courteous.

No wonder at home in the morning, Dianne ate grapes so happily, it turned out that the goddess loved to eat grapes.

I mistakenly added another point to myself.

"Annie, if there's nothing to do in the afternoon, let's go to the city together."

Fang Ting proposed, and Chubby also agreed. I felt like she was creating space for me and Diane.

"No, the student union will have a meeting in the afternoon, and the performance of our college will start in a while, and there are many things to arrange."

It turned out that Diane was still a member of the student union of the Academy of Arts, and it seemed that the goddess was not a vase.

"I'm going to go to the store in the afternoon, so you two have fun."

I prefer to create space for Chubby and Fang Ting.

The four of them ate almost, but it suddenly rained heavily outside, and it was cloudy when it came out at noon, why didn't I think about bringing an umbrella, walking in the rain with the goddess, and the two of them held an umbrella, isn't it romantic?

Of course it's not romantic, but it's definitely not cheap.

The four of us were standing at the door, blocked by the sudden heavy rain and trapped in the porridge shop.

"Tingting, Annie, you're here too."

A warm voice came from behind him.

"Director He, you're here too, it's raining too much, we can't go back."

Fang Ting turned her head and said in surprise.

"This is the director of their art academy." Chubby introduced Director He on the side.

In my impression, I have always felt that the director is the kind of middle-aged obscene uncle who has a fat figure, a knife in his smile, and a middle-aged obscene uncle with glasses and a Mediterranean hairstyle, but Director He in front of me made me a little surprised, although he is also middle-aged, and his figure is a little fat, but his eyes are very kind, with gold-framed glasses but not obscene, but there is a kind of elegance of a scholar, a little less officialdom, more like an authentic intellectual.

I noticed that his arms were very strong, and his palms were also unusually wide, which seemed very powerful, and Xiaopang said that he was very accomplished in calligraphy, and he was also a member of the calligraphy association of City A.

"You children, you don't want to bring an umbrella when you go out on a cloudy day, let's go, take my car, I'll send you back."

Director He looked kind and didn't blame, and after speaking, he went out with an umbrella and drove the car over.

The three of them were about to get into the car, and I stood at the door and didn't move.

"Stinky rascal, what are you doing there, get in the car."

"Let the director take you back to the dormitory, my store is very close to here, just a few steps away."

"That... Then you hurry up and run, don't get caught in the rain, I'll go first. ”

Diane glanced at me dissatisfied, her tone was coquettish but caring, and she got into the car without looking back.

The three of them hurriedly got into the car, and Fang Ting left me a message before getting into the car.

"Lin Xiaonuan, you have to be kind to Anne in the future, do you understand."

I stood in the rain in a daze, letting the rain fall on me, because Diane had been holding my hand unconsciously before getting into the car, maybe because the rain was too heavy and she felt scared, and I stood next to her to make her feel safe.

These were all seen by Fang Ting, and she also discovered that there was a different relationship between me and Diane.

The heavy rain made my body a little cold, but the palm of my hand was still warm, it was the temperature she left behind, I recalled her lame care just now, and I couldn't help but want to laugh.

A year, two years, or even longer, I don't know what it feels like to be beating, maybe like now, drenched in the cold rain, but my heart is hot.

But how much time do I have to cherish it?

A lifetime is not long, how many people can you love? One? Two?

Master Hayao Miyazaki once left such a desolate and helpless sigh for love and life: Our lives are too short to witness those words that are so far away that they are trance-like, such as the world is eternal, the end of the cape, the blue and yellow springs, and the vicissitudes of the sea. So, live well.

I once asked a friend how long it takes to fall in love with someone, and he said that it was about two meals and a cigarette.

And Diane and I happen to have gone through two meals of time, do we still need a cigarette to think about?

I immediately took out a cigarette and pressed the lighter eagerly, but the lighter did not light the fire, and when the fire was lit, the smoke was already drenched and soft.

Passers-by hurriedly walked by, holding umbrellas, watching my strange behavior in the rain.

Who would trouble lighting a cigarette in the rain?

I smiled helplessly, dropped my cigarette, and ran to the coffee shop.

The time for a cigarette has not yet come.