Chapter 39: To whom the scarf of the dying man is sent

Lin Guiyi knocked on the door and entered the office, and Han Bin followed in as if he was busy.

In the office, Wu Xing was bowing his head and writing something.

Lin Guiyi said cautiously: "President, this is the draft of Christmas that our department discussed yesterday, you can see if there are any problems first, and then we will make a detailed plan." ”

Wu Xing straightened up, lowered his eyes to take the plan, and looked at it, without looking at Lin Guiyi much during the whole process.

Lin Guiyi was very sure that he was angry.

Just why be angry?

So she asked, "President?" Are you angry? Did I just say something wrong? ”

Sitting on the sofa and watching the lively Han Bin, he couldn't help but give Lin Guiyi a thumbs up in his heart, when Wu Xing was angry, everyone could see it, but he could ask why directly, Lin Guiyi was still the first person.

"Nope." Wu Xing replied coldly.

Lin Guiyi pursed his lips, obviously he was angry, and he didn't admit it.

What were they talking about?

Yes, knitting a scarf, Wu Xing asked her why she didn't knit a scarf.

How did she answer?

Can't weave? Don't have anyone to send?

Could it be that Wu Xing is angry because of this?

Could it be that the witch company also wants a scarf?

So she turned around and asked tentatively at Han Bin, who was sitting on the sofa, "Senior, will someone give you a scarf at Christmas?" ”

Sure enough, hearing this, although Wu Xing didn't move, his ears moved unconsciously.

Han Bin said proudly: "Of course there is, if I really want to accept it, I guess I can open a shop that sells scarves, but what about this thing?" The meaning is special and can not be easily accepted. ”

That's right, with the identities of Wu Xing and Han Bin, there should be a lot of people who want to give them scarves for Christmas!

Wrong! There should be many people who want to send scarves to Wu Xing, but those who dare to really send them to him should ...... No, there is none.

So, Wu Xing is envious when he sees so many people sending scarves to Han Bin every year?

He wants someone to give it to him, but he's embarrassed to say it, so he's angry?

Han Bin glanced at Wu Xing, who was secretly listening with his ears pricked up, and then at Lin Guiyi, whose eyes were full of sympathy for some reason.

He said compassionately, "Return, why are you asking this? Could it be that you have figured it out? Want to knit a scarf for someone? ”

"Well...... "Although she has this idea, the act of giving a scarf is too ambiguous, and she hasn't thought about whether to send it yet.

"The scarf is for the person I like, and I don't have a favorite person, so what are I weaving a scarf for?"

When Wu Xing heard this, his face turned a little colder.

Han Bin secretly glanced at it, and couldn't help but shudder, feeling that if he didn't help Wu Xing solve this matter, then he might not have a good time today.

So he said to Lin Guiyi: "Who said that you can only give a scarf to the person you like, and the scarf can also express your gratitude!" Think about it, have you received help from anyone this year, or have you had anyone in particular you would like to thank for? You can weave it and give it to him! ”

He has already ordered this, hoping that Lin Guiyi can understand what he means.

Of course, Lin Guiyi did not live up to his kindness, her eyes lit up, and she immediately clapped her hands and said, "That's right, I'll go back to school." ”

Wu Xing's face finally cleared up a little.

Han Bin took the opportunity to ask, "Who are you thinking about giving it to?" Can you tell me? ”

Lin Guiyi smiled and said, "No, it's a secret." ”

"Oh~" Han Bin smiled sheepishly, "Secret! ”

"Okay," Wu Xing interjected on the side, "I've read your draft, you can pass it, go and design a detailed plan." ”

When he spoke again this time, his tone was finally no longer stiff as before.

Lin Guiyi responded with a smile: "Okay, thank you, President." ”

It seems that I have to buy another roll of wool when I go back, so I can't go back to Fan Miaomiao.

After spending another whole day in the student council, they discussed the details of Christmas and left.

Lin Guiyi ran to a stall outside the university town and bought another bundle of wool.

When I came back with the wool, I happened to see Fan Miaomiao and Donnie Yen coming out of the dormitory next door, and the expressions on their faces were not very good.

"What's going on?" Lin Guiyi asked suspiciously.

Fan Miaomiao saw that it was her, and replied: "Don't mention it, the dormitory next door almost got into a fight, and we went to fight." ”

"Fighting?" Lin Guiyi was very surprised, he had only heard that boys love to fight, and he had never heard of girls fighting, "What's the matter?" ”

"Let's go in and talk about it."

The three of them walked into the dormitory, Fan Miaomiao took a glass of water and drank it all, Donnie Yen was silent, and sat on the edge of the bed after entering the dormitory.

After Fan Miaomiao drank the water, she explained to Lin Guiyi: "Actually, we don't know the specific situation, but according to Fang Yinuo, it's because Li Sisi has done something too much recently.

For example, go to bed very early at night, and do not allow others to talk loudly, once others make a noise to her, she will be angry and scolding;

And her temper has become very bad recently, not only does she not love to help others as much as before, but others help her pick and choose.

Anyway, it's just a trivial matter, but it is estimated that the people in their dormitory have endured it for a long time, and today this is finally breaking out. ”

This is indeed a little strange, and what is even more strange is that Fan Miaomiao has been here for so long, and Donnie Yen has not said a word of rebuttal.

If it had been placed in the past, Donnie Yen would never let others say half a bad word about her good friend.

So she opened her mouth and asked, "Ziqi, what do you think?" ”

"Huh?" Donnie Yen seemed to be in a daze, and suddenly heard Lin Guiyi call her name, and replied in a daze before reacting.

She sighed and said, "Sisi has indeed changed a lot recently, when I went to comfort her before, she also treated me with no minus, I saw her on the road recently, greeted her, and never ignored me, I don't know why it became like this." ”

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she looked up at Lin Guiyi in horror: "Guiyi, will she be ......?"

Donnie Yen's words were not finished, but Lin Guiyi understood what she meant, she felt that Li Sisi might have been possessed by a ghost again, so her temperament suddenly changed.

It's not that this possibility is impossible, Lin Guiyi thought about it, and said to Donnie Yen: "Don't worry, I'll go over and take a look if I have time." ”

Donnie Yen nodded, and her face eased a little.

Fan Miaomiao looked at this, looked at that, I don't know what the two of them are fighting, but she doesn't want to care about this, she sees a more interesting thing.

"Huh? Normalize, why did you buy yarn again? Who are you going to knit a scarf for? ”

Hearing Fan Miaomiao's ridiculous words, Lin Guiyi remembered that she still had something to do, and she replied with a smile: "I really want to knit a scarf." ”

Fan Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and she came over and gossiped and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

When Donnie Yen heard this, he also temporarily put down his mind and came over.

Lin Guiyi said helplessly: "Don't think too much, my scarf is not woven for people you like." ”

"Don't give it to someone you like? For whom? Fan Miaomiao was a little strange when she heard this.

"Today, Senior Han Bin said to me that scarves can be given not only to people you like, but also to people who are grateful, expressing hope that he will be safe and happy.

So I'm going to weave one for Senior Wu Xing and thank him for helping me clarify on the forum that time. ”

"Can this be?" Fan Miaomiao and Donnie Yen were both a little surprised.

Donnie Yen suddenly spoke: "Then I will also knit, I will give it to you, Guiyi." ”

"Send me?" Lin Guiyi raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Donnie Yen nodded seriously.

Lin Guiyi smiled clearly, a little moved in her heart, and she said to Donnie Yen: "Then I'll weave two and give you one." ”

"Huh? The two of you gave each other away, and you forgot about me, and I want it too! When Fan Miaomiao heard this, she immediately stopped doing it.

"Okay, good, yours is indispensable."

As a result, Lin Guiyi's task of weaving scarves has increased several times.

Since the three of them have set their goals, they all started to do it, and among them, only Fan Miaomiao can weave, so Lin Guiyi and Donnie Yen both learn from her.

There is still a week left before Christmas, and Lin Guiyi has been busy enough this week.

I have to go to class during the day, I have to help set up the venue after class, and I have to go back to knit scarves at night, and the time schedule is full, so I have no time to take care of the things next door.

After six days in this way, Lin Guiyi finally knitted the scarf.

Tonight is Christmas Eve, and tomorrow is Christmas.

At noon, as soon as Wu Xing walked into the president's office, he saw a beautiful gift box on the table with a small note on it.

Wu Xing picked up the note and saw that it was written: "I wish the dear president good health and all wishes come true."

Signed: Lin Guiyi.

Wu Xing read the words on the note a few more times, then put down the note and opened the box.

A black-gray scarf, neatly folded and neatly placed in a box.

Wu Xing took out the scarf, and the stitches on it were neat and detailed, and it was a good idea to look at it.

"Ahem......"

There was a voice at the door, and Wu Xing unhurriedly put the scarf back in the box with the note, and closed the box again, only to turn around.

As soon as I turned around, my eyes narrowed.

I saw Han Bin, who was standing at the door, also had a scarf around his neck, but it was different from his color, but a red one.

Han Bin lowered his head and deliberately arranged the scarf around his neck.

"Didn't you say that this kind of thing can't be taken casually?" Witch Walk.

Han Bin raised his head and said deliberately: "How can I say it, other people's can't be accepted, this belongs to a senior sister, and it must be collected!" ”

The expression on Wu Xing's face froze suddenly, and he asked coldly, "Who do you say gave it?" ”

"Guiyi senior sister," Han Bin repeated without fear of death, and shamelessly dragged others into the water, "Not only I have it, but I see that the few people in the secretary department, each of them has one, and they are all sent by Guiyi senior sister." ”

Every time Han Bin said a word, the aura on Wu Xing's body became a little colder, until the end, Han Bin felt that the heating in the house might have been broken, otherwise how could it be a little colder than outside?

However, Han Bin finally saw him deflated, but he didn't let him go so easily, so he still chattered:

"This is a school girl who is careful, even I know what color I like, and the color that everyone sends is different, but it can be sent to everyone's heart, what a good boy!"

Wu Xing raised his eyes and glared at him coldly: "Don't you have anything to do?" ”

Han Bin accepted it when he saw it, and hurriedly said, "Why not?" I've got a lot to do, so I'm going to get busy. ”

As he spoke, he ran away without a trace.

Wu Xing looked back at the box on the table, gritted his teeth, turned and brushed his sleeves and left.

But after a while, he came back again, angrily put the box in a drawer, locked it carefully, and then left in a rage.