"Merry Christmas! ”

"Merry Christmas! ”

Lovett hugged two cardboard boxes, one large and one small, stacked on top of each other, and greeted the oncoming school security guard listlessly.

It's the Christmas holidays, and Stanford University is out of business.

"Need help, Lovett?"

"No, Mr. Hagen, you can go on patrol. ”

"I've just finished patrolling, and I think you're going to decorate the Christmas tree in front of the planetarium, right?"

Seeing that the security guard was so enthusiastic, Lovett couldn't refuse again, and it was good for multiple people to help.

"Well, Mr. Hagen, thank you. ”

The security guard tucked the walkie-talkie into the shoulder slot and went over to help Lovett hold one of the cardboard boxes.

There are a bunch of ornaments inside.

The campus is sparsely populated, and in the plaza of the planetarium stands an unfinished Christmas tree, a pine that Lovett brought in from outside yesterday.

The two worked together to move the Christmas tree to the interior of the planetarium along with the base, and found a triangular ladder to decorate the Christmas tree.

"Assistant Professor Lovett, take the liberty of asking, are you really interested in the Vice Principal?"

Security guard Hagen asked as if gossipy.

As soon as Lovett heard this, his head was big, and Mr. Hagen asked very tactfully, and when he changed someone, he opened his mouth directly, "Hey, Lovett, I heard that you insulted a middle-aged fat woman?"

Recently, Lovett has also been unbearable, but he can't say it clearly.

"Mr. Hagen, I'm still young, I'm less than 30 years old, and although I don't have a girlfriend, my aesthetic is not distorted!"

Lovett's tone was both angry and a little helpless.

"Assistant Teacher Lovett, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to make fun of you, I didn't think that was very likely. ”

Lovett noticed that security guard Hagen was talking about "originally", but now that his opinion has changed?

"But I heard that the Vice Chancellor has received a love letter from you. ”

The security guard said the next words.

"Hell, how could I write that kind of! Just compare it and you'll know it's fake!"

Lovett was already a little angry, someone must be maliciously manipulating him, no matter how confused he was, he would not write a love letter to the vice principal.

Hagen smiled and gestured his hands to Lowett to calm down.

Insert a crystal star top into the tip of the Christmas tree.

A beautiful Christmas tree is finished.

"Assistant Professor Lovett, the key is here, the letter received by the vice principal, after handwriting comparison, it was really written by you, and I saw the results of the computer comparison with my own eyes. ”

What the?

Lovett was confused, did he really write it himself?

"Wait, Mr. Hagen, when did this happen, and how do you know?"

Lovett reflected, as a person involved, he didn't know about this matter, but this security guard knew so much, and there was no rumor in the school.

Otherwise, he Lovett would have been famous on Stanford forums and Twitter again.

It can't be a delay in fermentation because of Christmas, right?

"This... Belch... This, Assistant Coach Lovett, about why I would know ... ”

The security guard awkwardly pulled out a pink letter from his bosom.

It is handwritten with Lovett collected.

"Haha, this, Assistant Teacher Lovett, this is what Vice Principal Kiffran asked me to pass on to you... ”

Lovett stared blankly at the letter, which was still in the hands of security guard Hagen, who was the real name of the three-hundred-pound vice-principal.

A pink outfit with two hand-painted red hearts that were pierced through the heart by an arrow.

Oh, my God!!!!

God, what the hell is going on!!

"Ahem... Lovett's assistant teacher, Vice Chancellor Kimpran, said she received love letters for three days in a row and said you are very talented. ”

"Well, Principal Fabrice doesn't know about this, Assistant Teacher Lovett, look, did you take the letter... ”

Security guard Hagen also felt that the letter in his hand was very hot.

Lovett mechanically reached for the letter, and the moment he touched the envelope, he felt like he was electrocuted.

All kinds of emotions called pathos pervade the heart.

Without hesitation that Hagen was still there, Lovett opened the letter tremblingly.

The content is like a young girl's response to her lover.

To be honest, Gendrean's writing is outstanding, and he shows his appreciation for Lockhart in every word, and he can also tactfully express his heart, and apologize for the consequences of the last planetarium incident.

At the end, Lovett is encouraged to pursue "true love", and all resistance is not a problem in the face of love.

Lovett's face was dead after reading the letter.

"Mr. Hagen... You're not going to say it, are you?"

Security guard Hagen listened to Lovett's hollow voice, and for some reason his heart was sour.

"No, I promise, Lovett, I had a handle in Kiffrolet's hand before... ”

"No, I want to see those so-called "I wrote" love letters, this is ridiculous, someone is definitely framing me!"

Hagen patted Lovett on the shoulder.

"Assistant Coach Lovett, I took a picture, I think you'll know if you've seen it. ”

Hagen pulled out his smartphone and clicked on an encrypted photo album.

Inside are photographs of three completed handwritten love letters.

Lovett looked at the letter on the screen in disbelief, and at first glance he recognized his own words, even the marks left by some of the habitual little gestures he wrote.

It's okay to even "confirm" the handwriting yourself, let alone others.

The contents of the letter made him vomit blood.

The kind of poetic lyrical confession, the sensual to the heart-piercing meaning of admiration, the sincerity to the point of forgetfulness of the true feelings.

Lying on the grass! It's actually called Kimfranhani cookies...

Lovett could only see his goosebumps stand up one by one.

Is it this thing that made that fat woman fall for Kimprole? And now she identifies herself?

Lovett felt that he was probably dreaming.

"Smack~".

The pain from the slap on the left side of his face shattered his illusions.

"Well, Mr. Lovett, I've already delivered the letter, think about what to do with it, I think I should patrol the campus again. ”

With that, security guard Hagen hurriedly left the planetarium.

Lovett saw the back of the departing security guard Hagen, and tried to open his mouth several times to stop him, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He suddenly sat down on the ground in a decadent manner.

This Christmas was a big "surprise" for him.

Lovett looked at the astronomical telescope in the museum with a sad face.

So the question is, what should he do?

In the shadows on one side, Sarasso held her chin in her hand and looked at Lovett, who seemed to be terminally ill, expressing her satisfaction with her lyrical skills.

Hey, hey, hey, this kid won't be able to stay at Stanford and won't dare to stay any longer.

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