This book, when I was in high school, I blushed so much that I didn't dare to read it anymore.

I was terrified, frowning, rummaging through the letters that Zhang Zijun wanted me to convey.

"Hey, I don't know who is the most unlucky in our dormitory, and he is actually targeted."

I sighed and fumbled, and finally I did pull out an envelope from the book, and I felt that there seemed to be a bulging hard thing embedded in the back of the book cover.

I looked at the lamp in the dormitory and tried to see the name of the recipient, but found that there were only a few lines written on the envelope:

"I like someone, I like to toss and turn at night, I like to fantasize about her until I go to bed, and I have been hands every night lately. I can't fall asleep after a lot of lewdness.,The one I like her.,The name is behind this book cover.,Please give it to her.。 ”

Ah——!h

I felt like I was getting dirty, and I hurriedly threw the envelope, and my face turned red.

Oh, my God!

What is he saying?!

Damn, this Zhang Zijun, how dare he use any word, he is really...! It's ridiculous!

Looking at the hot yam in front of me, I didn't dare to uncover what was behind the book cover.

I thought I could block it for the sisters in our dormitory, but I suddenly remembered that when he went downstairs, he warned him and asked me to reply to him later.

In any case, the contents behind this book cover still have to be handed out.

In the end, I ripped off the book jacket on the side of my back.

A thin round mirror with a hollowed-out silver wire around it is stuck there. Under the illumination of the lamp, the silver filament glows with white light, which is dazzling.

"It's so pretty!" I sighed at the time.

I curiously pulled it out and took a photo. When I saw myself in the mirror, my mind suddenly flashed and I realized something!

I snapped it and slammed it onto the table!

My heart pounded, and I tore the envelope hard as I resisted the sudden rise of discomfort and nausea.

I scrambling to clean up the scene, patting my chest, it's okay, it's okay, everyone is not there, it's a blessing!

I wrapped up the mess again, pressed them to the back of my desk, and went to brush my teeth and wash my face.

While brushing his teeth, he scolded bitterly in his heart: hooligan, this Zhang Zijun is really a hooligan, hateful, too hateful, as a college student, how can his character be like this!

That night, I felt sick when I thought about the line on the letter, and I felt inexplicably frightened when I thought about the mirror, and I couldn't sleep peacefully when I turned it over and over.

Do you want to tell the counselor?

But what shall I say?

The envelope was torn by me, should I re-glue it and give it to the counselor?

But is that good?

It's all so big, if you accidentally make it known to everyone, it's not good after all.

I didn't expect that there are such ridiculous boys in this world!

Hand it in and see if the counselor can guide his thinking well in some aspects, he is only a freshman now, and it is inevitable that someone will make mistakes in adolescence, and maybe some behaviors can still be corrected in the next three years or so.

But he's...

Shuanghua once said that he is notorious, and from the words just now, people can feel that his character is really so bad. If he is handed over, how can there be an impermeable wall in the world, and he is criticized by the whole department, then I will definitely be ridiculed in the future?

Is that all?

Forget it at all....

I'm such an adult, and I'm past the age where I have to complain to the teacher when I encounter something, so I'll handle it myself.

Zhang Zijun asked me to give him an answer after class tomorrow night.

I'm going to work hard tomorrow night and try to have a good chat with him, since I came to the university, there are so many learning opportunities and educational resources, shouldn't I learn how to grow up and how to succeed?

Yes, communicate clearly.

The next day, it was still early for the evening self-study class, and Zhang Zijun really stood at the door of our classroom in advance as he said yesterday. I was afraid that his eyes would be staring at me too obviously, and the whole class would find out, and I would be on pins and needles.

At last I couldn't bear him shaking at the door of my classroom over and over again, and as soon as the bell rang, I walked out quickly with my head down, and when I passed him, I whispered:

"Follow up in a moment, leave the classroom door, and don't talk to me!".

I tried to stagger my distance from him all the way, but he followed closely by my side, as if he had to overtake me, but deliberately let me go, and we walked quickly towards the playground on campus.

In the end, to outsiders, it seems that the two of us are eagerly sneaking into the playground side by side!

The playground, not far in front of the dormitory building, near the central avenue of the campus, is very bright and bright by some street lights, and it is vaguely discernible that there are several figures running at night on the playground track.

In the middle of the runway is a vast grandstand area, with rows of spectator seats, gradient downward. By the light, you can vaguely discern several pairs of figures sitting sporadically in the stands.

Afraid of being bumped into by an acquaintance, I walked to the fence in the first row of the platform area and stopped, and he stopped beside me.

I took off my backpack and took out the book from it, trying to communicate well, but suddenly the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, I turned my head to him, shook the book in the air, and said angrily:

"Student Zhang, I will return your book and mirror to you as they are, the envelope has been torn by me, this matter is over for the time being, I don't care about you. I hope you will respect yourself in the future, forget it this time, if it is next time, I will tell the counselor directly! ”

I was tempted to slam it in his face.

But I resisted, changed places, and threw the book at him.

He didn't answer, and let the book fall on the pitch-black ground with a "bang", breaking up the black shadows that were originally hugged in a row behind him into two shadows.

He deliberately slanted his face, forgot to look there, and smiled at me:

"Tie the flowers, don't get excited! Now that I'm in college, let alone a teacher, even my ancestors don't work, and now I pay attention to the freedom of love, is it wrong for me to like you? ”

"You, you, you're shameless!"

"Shameless? Why am I shameless? Men and women love each other on campus is the most normal. Hey, hey, look at the back row, look at the west corner, look at the north corner, do you know what they're doing in pairs? Well? Hahahaha, they're sneaking out on-"

By the faint light, his wicked and smug smile made me tremble with rage, and I roared with rage:

"Zhang Zijun, stop talking! You, you shameless! You, you're in the letter... Insult me! ”

"Oh, insulting you? Oh, you said the hand in the letter. Lewd! ”

He squinted, looked at me and smiled, and quibbled:

"Isn't this normal, everyone is an adult, and they are not eunuchs, and their sexual impulses are normal! Sex. Impulsiveness shows that I, Zhang Zijun, are in good health! ”

As he spoke, he pointed to his lower body and said with an evil smile: "Hahaha, to tell you the truth, I am here now. How's that, or we're going to open it now. House? Seeing your coquettish appearance, I'm in a very good mood now, how is it? You can choose any hotel nearby, go out with me, and I promise to let you know what it means to be a man and a woman tonight..."

"Shut up!"