Chapter 4: Dear Mr. Right
On the day I fell out of love, I met Mr. right.
Of course, I didn't know he was my Mr.right at the time.
At that time, my ex-boyfriend ruthlessly left me after talking about it, and I sat there blinking and trying to hold back tears, and he stood at the table, and his white fingers pulled a tissue and handed it to me, looking calm.
I didn't know him, so I bowed my head and thanked him, and glanced at Mr. right in a hurry, and he stared at me with a ...... The way it looks.
I didn't move.
Later, when we were together, I grabbed his ears and scolded him viciously.
Does he know how embarrassing it is for a woman to break up in public?! He is still staring at others! I don't know if women want to calm themselves down at that time!
This stinky man!
Mr.right didn't dare to hide from me, he only looked at me aggrievedly with those tender peach blossom eyes, I almost didn't come up in one breath, and the stinky man who was three years older than me actually sold me cute and coquettish!
Well...... I'm very addicted to this.
And Mr. right always feels like his psychology has become a lot more stupid. He's not an unreliable man, on the contrary, he actually makes me feel very safe, and I enjoy the time I spend with him in private, which is childish but really relaxing.
Woo, because he is really cute and charming in front of me, and sometimes he hooks me badly, which is really a headache~
Hahaha.
*
After meeting Mr. Right at the restaurant, I started to run into him many times.
Supermarket, gym, snack bar...... I would meet him in all sorts of places, and he would smile at me very gently and make me so enthralled.
But reason prevailed: could he be a vagrant? Or is it still a pervert with a dark heart?! Otherwise, how could I know my geographical location after work so precisely!!
The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and the next day I got off work and asked my best friend to go home together, and met Mr. right again at the traffic light intersection, I glared at him fiercely, remembering his "dangerous identity" and pulling my best friend to run wildly, and did not forget to look back at him, and then continue to escape.
According to Mr. right, he was standing there with a confused expression, his hand had been taken out of his pocket and ready to wave, and the passers-by around him looked at him with a deep meaning.
And when he heard that my true sanity had prevailed, he bit me angrily.
I was also so angry that I scratched the wall: "Won't you come up and say hello when we meet the first few times?!" ”
Mr. right's eyes widened innocently, trying to avenge himself. I pretended to stare at him with a cold face, and he swallowed the words silently, and changed into a pitiful expression very cooperatively, and pulled the hem of my clothes.
My heart was so soft that it was bubbling.
Later, every time we had a different opinion, and even showed signs of starting a quarrel, he changed his face.
He'll be ready for me to eat him, huh.
Later, at a party with his friends, his friends drank too much and talked too much, and I learned that Mr. right's frequent appearances during that time were due to his advance of his vacation.
I'm so impressed.
*
Mr.right chased me and never gave me flowers, once I complained to him at dinner, and he didn't say anything.
After a few months, I kept receiving flowers from anonymous people at the company for several days.
All kinds of fresh flowers, of course, roses, have to be said to be really delicate, bringing great enjoyment to the colleagues around.
Not including me, of course!!
How could I, a pollen allergic person, possibly like !!
I asked my colleague to look through the bouquet carefully, and when he saw that there were no cards, I was so mad that I was sneezing with my mask on, and my eyes were red.
During that time, Mr. right was on a business trip, and I didn't think about him at all, so I was very aggrieved and innocent and weakly sent him a voice: "Woo woo woo, I don't know which man who is fascinated by me sends me flowers every day, I'm going crazy!! ”
Mr.right quickly replied to me: "? What flowers were sent. ”
I angrily told the names of the flowers.
Mr.right didn't send a voice this time, and it took almost ten minutes to reply to me, and a message was withdrawn in the middle: "Did you find out that I know you best, huh?" ”
I, the person who hated the news that others had withdrawn, was something I hadn't read, so I quickly edited the message: "What did you withdraw? ”
Mr. right: "There's a typo. ”
I don't doubt him, but the next day at work, there were no flowers to deliver! I almost cried tears of joy, wishing I could split in the air, tiptoe around the office for a 360-degree spin, and finally sprinkle a large ribbon to express my excitement and joy.
Mr.right came back a few days later, I happily told him about it, he was sullen and didn't react, I restrained my expression and asked him, "Were you jealous before?" ”
"Nope."
I raised my eyebrows, the corners of Mr. right's eyes and eyebrows were gloomy, and my eyelashes were like crow's feathers, I seemed to suddenly understand something, and laughed: "Wait, it won't be your ......!" ”
Mr. right lifted his eyelids and glanced at me.
"Shut up." He said.
I didn't follow, and immediately poured bitterness with tears: "I have been devastated by flowers for so many days, and you are still ashamed that you are the person who knows me best." ”
He turned red at what I said, and in a fit of rage, he threw me down and gagged me.
Ah, he's so cute when he's embarrassed and angry.
I'm afraid I'm hopeless.
*
got together with my girlfriends and suddenly talked about my first kiss.
My first kiss was ruthlessly snatched away by Mr. right.
When I first fell in love with Mr. right, I was very shy, and I didn't dare to look at each other or hold hands. Originally, friends were good, and the middle veil was masked, and no one would pierce it, and the ambiguity that seemed to be vague made people's hearts sour and sweet, and it became very embarrassing to confirm the relationship.
He is also shy. Although I said he was old, he was actually a year older than me, and he was just as young as me. Although I fell in love once, the relationship was really not very good, and it was broken up in less than half a month. When I met the boy I really loved, I was really ashamed.
He was tall, and standing next to me made me feel deeply inferior, and every time I looked down, I hated myself for being so short and angry.
- Ahem, so when I look up, I can see the tips of his red ears.
I suddenly became emboldened, and with a smile I thought that I was not the only one who was nervous, so I called out his name, and he paused, and turned to face me.
I asked him to lower his head, and he obediently listened to me, and I looked at his fair and handsome face, and my heart was full of lust, and I reached out in a ghostly way......
Pinched his reddened ears.
He was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red after he reacted to being teased by me, and his eyes seemed to be trembling in shock, and his face was full of disbelief.
I took a step back, feeling weak about what I had just done and was about to run away when he grabbed my sweatshirt and hat.
He pulled me back, lifted my chin, and kissed me.
I was so kissed that my eyes were clouded. I don't even know how long he kissed, and he looked at him in a daze when he let go.
He leaned into my ear and said something in my ear.
Now it was my turn to run away with a red face.
I dreamed about it the night I got out with my girlfriends.
The handsome man hooked my chin, and his face was very close to me.
"Pinch my ears again and I'll clean you up on the bed."
That night, I had insomnia all night.
When I woke up the next day, Mr. Right looked very bad and pestered me worriedly about whether I wanted to go to the hospital or not. I gave him a roll of the eye and didn't talk to him all day.
He said he was innocent.
*
After a few months of dating with Mr. right, he suddenly texted me in high spirits: "Let's go shopping." ”
I collapsed in the air-conditioned room blowing the air conditioner, and I was so idle that I agreed to him.
Half an hour later, he came to pick me up, wearing a very simple black shirt, his hair was a little messy by the wind, but his eyes were bright, he took my hand, and smiled gently. I leaned in and kissed him on the chin, and he smiled lowly.
Then the two of us blew the evening breeze of the summer night and passed by the famous local snack street for 20 minutes.
Mr.right: "Can you come in and have a look?" ”
Me: "No. ”
Mr.right: "Do you drink milk tea?" ”
Me: "Don't drink?" ”
Mr.right: "Have you had a late-night snack?" ”
Me: "No." ”
……
At the end of the snack street, Mr. right's beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of shock: "You actually don't like shopping!" ”
I touched Mr. right's head with a loving look and sighed, "Young man, who told you that all women love shopping?" ”
He muttered incredulously, "There are women who don't like to go shopping...... If I knew you didn't like me, I wouldn't sweat in vain......"
After finishing speaking, he tightened my hand, his dark eyes bloomed with infinite brilliance, and kissed me beautifully, the whole person was beaming, and began to complain frantically about how his mother had scooped him and his father, I pinched him, he didn't react, and finally said lazily and informally: "Baby, it's good to meet you." ”
I didn't make a sound, and the mobile phone I was holding in my hand didn't make a sound, so I cautiously shouted: "Auntie? Are you still there? ”
Mr. right's mom softly invited me to visit her tomorrow with a certain muddy boy, and hung up.
Mr. right looked at his phone with trembling eyes.
"When did you talk to my mom? Why didn't the bell ring?! ”
I was very embarrassed: "When I was at home, I turned on the mute and never turned it back, didn't I pinch you when I answered the phone......"
Mr. Right took a deep breath and sold miserably in a soft voice: "My mother will definitely not let me go, what do you say!" ”
I felt guilty, bit my lip, and said stiffly: "You are my boyfriend, I will protect you tomorrow!" ”
However, the next day, when Mr. right was called away by his father, I turned my face away and had a good conversation with his mother.
Mr. right: who was dragged upstairs. ^_^