I didn't expect that I would also receive love letters.

Of course, when I pulled out a stack of small stacks of colored paper from my bag, my mind was confused.

"You wrote that?" I immediately asked my friend P, who was sleeping at his desk.

Friend P was at a loss: "What the hell." ”

"Oh, nothing." I quickly tucked the colored paper back into my bag.

It doesn't seem to be him.

My friend P looked at me differently when he boarded, and rushed over in a panic: "What is it, I'll take a look." ”

"Who wrote it to you." Friend P didn't read the content of the letter at all, and only looked for the payment.

The payment is a junior brother's.

It's strange that I didn't have it when I wasn't in the classroom just now, and when I came back, it was so much.

How did I get in, and how did I find my bag accurately, the person who slept on the desk in this corner couldn't ask, and he didn't even notice his friend P.

It was as if a pair of eyes were looking at me in the dark, and I swept my gaze to the door, and that feeling disappeared again.

"If you haven't finished reading it, you'll give it back to me after reading it." I reached out to grab it, but I didn't expect my friend P to tear it up.

"Hey! You ......"

Before I could say anything, my friend P walked straight to the door and threw the scraps of paper into the trash can at the door.

And then, it turned out to be gone......

Let's go?

I'm angry, and I don't plan to go to class, so I chase it out and see where my friend P is there.

In the white trash can, there are colorful scraps of paper lying quietly.

When I went back to the classroom, roommate A saw that something was wrong with me and pulled my sleeve: "What's wrong with you?" ”

I shook it off: "Nothing. ”

Why, why did my friend P tear up my things, so I asked my little sister to write him a love letter, and I didn't say a word about messing with peach blossoms.

I haven't even seen my stuff, so it's this to me in front of me?

The more I think about it, the more angry I get, and the more I think about it, the more aggrieved I become.

This beam, I can be regarded as a knot with you!

"Hey, in the next English class, she ordered names, where are you going?" Roommate A's voice panicked: "What's wrong, what's wrong." ”

I carried my bag: "Leave me alone. ”

Just as he was about to leave, Mr. Daying came in through the main entrance and blocked it.

I walked out the back door in front of her.

After walking two steps, the anger came back and threw the bag on the desk.

Yes, why should I skip class for his willfulness and ruin my own future?

"It's quite angry." The head of the dormitory, Z, who was sitting in front of him, turned around and reminded me.

When I came back to my senses, I noticed that a large number of people in the neighborhood had turned to look at me because of the sound of me dropping my bag.

What to see! What's there to see!

I glanced at them and bowed my head to myself and did my own thing.

It's nothing more than swiping your phone and throwing it in a drawer.

Unconvinced, I picked it up again, and there was a message-

"Senior sister, uh-huh......"

"Did you see it?"

The other party was cautious, and I was so angry that I didn't react for a while.

"See what?"

The little junior brother was typing the prompt on top for a long time, and suddenly stopped.

"That...... Nothing, nothing. ”

Somehow quit the chat, and at that moment suddenly remembered who this was.

It's the person who wrote me a love letter, and the letter was just torn up and thrown in the trash by my friend P.

How do I tell him......

After thinking about it again, he still didn't reply to him.

turned angrily to open the chat window of friend P: "Shouldn't you explain anything to me?" ”

I sent three sentences in a row to express my anger.

After class, I accidentally went to the trash can to see that none of those colored crumbs were gone.

My heart was cold, who took it from? Or did you clear it for your aunt?

I hope it's the latter.

For a few days, my friend P didn't pay attention to me, and I didn't pay attention to him.

Even the head of the house, Z, who is a little sluggish in his feelings, feels that something is wrong.

"Welcome."

I pushed the door in, and my friend P just brushed me over the shoulder, turned to one side, and pushed the door out.

It's still that world-weary face, which makes people tired of looking at it.

The store is still as busy as ever, Xu Jinan and the housekeeper Z are busy inside and outside the kitchen, and roommate A is sitting in front of the cashier to process orders.

I glanced at the marble table, where there was still most of the unfinished kiwi milkshake.

Alone on the table.

Xu Jinan grabbed it with his hand and threw the cup into the trash: "If you can't finish drinking, you have to order it, it's a waste of my fruit." ”

"He's not drinking?" I asked.

I don't know why, the word "he" came out of his mouth, and it was inexplicably unfamiliar.

For three days, my friend P didn't explain half a sentence to me. I don't reply to messages, and I don't answer phone calls.

Yes, I'm too lazy to fight, why should I lower my value and self-grievances to reconcile with him.

It's not my fault, is it that if he makes me angry, do I still have to coax him with a good voice?

Let's play while we go.

"What to drink? Freshly mixed strawberry milkshake, do you want to try it? Xu Jinan smiled and put his hand on the countertop and asked.

I also reluctantly laughed: "Use me as a guinea pig again?" ”

"Try it? I'll transfer it to you. ”

I nodded.

After a while, Xu Jinan brought out a strawberry red milkshake, with a thin layer of white foam on it, and it was crystal clear in a glass.

I tried the wall of the cup: "How is it warm?" ”

"Seeing that the atmosphere between you two has been too cold lately, give you some heat." Xu Jinan smiled and stretched out his palm: "A new strawberry jam, look at the taste." ”

This season, fresh strawberries will be available for a while, nothing more than a search for a new taste.

I picked up the little long spoon, stirred it, and scooped it up.

"The strawberries are okay, the jam is big enough and sweet." I said, "It's just that the milkshake is a little too sweet to highlight the uniqueness of the strawberry jam." ”

"Then it's better to light it up." Xu Jinan smiled: "Is there anything else?" ”

"It's not warm and it doesn't taste good." I said truthfully, "Actually, you don't need to light it too much, just add some ice cubes, in the end, I think it's still a little bit of milk silkiness." ”

"Understood." Xu Jinan smiled and retracted and snapped his fingers.

I had no intention of drinking the milkshake, and Xu Jinan was still smiling and looking at me, "I rarely see him like this, are you two having a conflict?" ”

"Ask him, don't ask me." I shook the pot coldly.

"There are some things that cold violence will not solve the problem." Xu Jinan continued, spreading his hands: "Look, he is like this now, and he can't help us work." ”

Coincidentally, K came back from delivering the takeout and returned the car keys to the cash register: "Ah, hasn't P come yet?" ”

"He's just gone." Xu Jinan shrugged.

K looked at me, then at Xu Jinan, and turned to the cashier: "Is there an order?" ”

"There are ~ a lot, but don't be in a hurry to send it, you go in first to help the head of the house, he can't be busy alone." Roommate A made a list, and there was no ambiguity.

"Don't chat, the girl is waiting to deliver it." Roommate A urged: "Send it first and then come back, let her figure out her own affairs." ”

Even roommate A doesn't care about me anymore.

The mood was suddenly a little low.

"Okay, okay, call your roommates, remember to increase someone's salary." Xu Jinan smiled, turned around and went into the small back kitchen.

And I was left where I was.