"Son, did you send a love letter?"

The proprietress Xuan Hua loosened her son's sleeves and couldn't help but ask again.

It's like squeezing toothpaste.

"Hua'er, don't make any noise, listen to your son continue." The boss Liu Fen glanced at his daughter-in-law, raised his hand and patted the rich hand on the board, "I don't know which department it is?" ”

"Huh? Which department? Is this still useful? The proprietress Xuan Hua glanced at it, "The books I read are all the same, so naturally they are the same as our son." ”

"Well, there seems to be some truth." The boss Liu Fen patted the old woman's rich hand again, and the words changed, "But, my intuition tells me that it's not like it." ”

The proprietress Xuan Hua looked at her wife steadily, where was it not like it.

Are you stupid, pig brain? In addition to eating braised pig's trotters, what else do you know?

The boss Liu Fen smiled, didn't make a sound, and turned to his handsome son, "Announce the results." ”

Where is he stupid, this is male intuition!

"It's not a department," Liu Ruixuan chuckled.

At that time, he also really thought that she was tied to him.

After that, he sat there quietly, occasionally raising his eyes to look at Zhu Yan.

Pretending to be casual and flipping through the "History of Western Music" in front of him.

After sitting for a while, he began to get agitated again.

A few words of a song that I don't know who sang suddenly popped up in my head: Do you know that missing a Rao taste is like drinking a glass of cold water, and then for a long, long time, one by one, it will flow into tears......

How do you approach her?

Having read the ancient dragon Wen Ryan well, he would never approach her in the unseemly way that is currently in vogue (in fact, he didn't dare, and the conditions didn't allow it.

What to do? He looked left and right, a handful of young men and women, and a group of four or five unsightly light bulbs opposite, so he sat quietly, occasionally looking up at the blue and white shadow.

She was so serious, as if she hadn't noticed the people and things around her.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, and there is no sorrow and hatred.

When the sunlight gradually receded and dusk came, Zhu Yan left the library building surrounded by the messy colors.

He lifted his heel and paced slowly behind him unhurriedly, occasionally listening to the laughter coming from ahead.

In this way, I followed not far behind, walked past the Faculty of Letters, walked through the Conservatory of Music, walked past the Faculty of Philosophy, walked through the stadium, and finally walked into the restaurant.

He picked a table and sat down, six or seven tables away from her.

From time to time, I looked up twice, the pink neck was lowered, the slender hand was slightly raised, and the cherry mouth was slightly open.

He himself pretended to eat as if nothing had happened, thinking that he was watching her secretly, and her every move was so suitably beautiful, so beautiful that it made people palpitate.

He glanced at it from time to time, and then looked around the cafeteria as if nothing had happened, and then lowered his head and ate.

Suddenly I remembered my favorite song: everything you move, you are my psalm, the classic of joy, the beautiful period.

He rejoiced from the bottom of his heart, just like the spring outside the window, the romantic season, and the drunken poems.

"Look, this person is so strange, the three dishes he ordered are all tofu, this is how much he wants to eat tofu."

A thunderclap exploded overhead, followed by a jumble of laughter.

When he looked up, he saw several boys throwing the rice bowls in their hands on the dining tables in front of him and around him.

In an instant, seven or eight boys with various hairstyles were sitting within one meter, two meters, and three meters, strictly blocking the sight of Zhu Yan.

He snorted, pursed his lips, and picked up the bowl to change positions.

People are so handsome that they are particularly eye-catching.

But, in particular, he is a boy, not a girl.

As for this group of big boys staring at him alone? There are empty tables around.

Did Zhu Yan see him delicate?

He looked up to the front right and saw the faces of two or three boys.

Ahem, is this a deliberate arrangement?

Has he been messing with flowers lately?

He has always been the cleanest of himself.

He glanced at a few people left and right, lowered his head and continued to eat, gobbling it up.

can't entangle with them, he wants to see which department Zhu Yan is, this is the point of today.

"Hey, you like tofu very much, fresh tofu, don't you?"

Among the few people who came over, someone suddenly spoke, it was the voice just now.

The mad dogs that popped up out of nowhere, there are too many of them.

Ignorant mad dog, tofu is the meat of the field, known as green milk, with extremely high nutritional value, which I don't understand.

He didn't make a sound, didn't look up, ate intently, and couldn't see Zhu Yan's movements, so he put chopsticks into his mouth one after another.

Zhu Yan is not far away, he wants to be calm and maintain his image.

"I'll talk to you." The voice rang out again, and he tapped the bowl in front of him with his chopsticks.

Take a step back!

He looked up at the owner of the pair of chopsticks, a boy with a flat head and thick eyebrows.

He never talks to people who don't get into the flow!

He glanced at it, retracted his gaze, and replied lightly, "Don't you understand?" ”

This person is really special, he doesn't know how to learn, he doesn't understand such a simple truth, and he has to be asked to find an excuse to go down the stairs.

"Lead" the boy with the flat head and thick eyebrows snorted, turned his head and smiled at the boys on the left and right, "This person who loves tofu seems to be a little undertidyed, so he will exercise for a while." ”

"Okay, eat," someone next to him laughed, "We're here to eat, not to fight, we're all civilized people." ”

"I just think this person who likes to eat tofu needs to clean up ......"

The boy with the flat head and thick eyebrows spoke again.

Lack of cleanup? Liu Ruixuan slowly raised his head and looked fixedly at the boy with flat head and thick eyebrows in front of him.

It's ugly!

The mouthful of tofu he had just put in his mouth squirted out in an instant.

Well, he hates school bullying the most.

"How dare you spray me! See if I don't ......."

Before the boy with a flat head and thick eyebrows finished speaking, he was suppressed by another cold voice.

"This is a cafeteria, not a place for wild fights. Don't disturb me eating. ”

Liu Ruixuan looked over in the voice, and a white face hit his eyes.

This boy is so white!

a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold hand; dark and deep eyes, glowing with mesmerizing color; The thick eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful lip shape all show nobility and elegance.

Liu Ruixuan was stunned for a moment, which hero is this, who came to save him?

"That white face, I know it's Xia Yang. Your good brother. ”

The proprietress Xuan Hua raised her eyebrows, glanced at Xia Yang Zhu Yan, and said quietly.

Liu Ruixuan bowed his head slightly and smiled.

Yes, that person is Xia Yang, and his sudden appearance disrupted the original silence and imagination......

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