Wang Yinan said, let's be together, I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully at the few clear words on the paper. My heart is entangled, although I usually have a big grin, but it is the first time in my life that I have been confessed.

I admit that I shared the note with Jiang Xiaoning with a little show-off, and I pretended to be reserved, saying that I didn't want to fall in love. What's more, the other party is a top student, and I can't let people distract me and delay their studies. Jiang Xiaoning said, Li Xiangxiang, you are a bull, you have taken down such a difficult mountain, don't be complacent, if you hesitate to make a move, then you're welcome, although Wang Yinan is a little cold and sullen, but he looks good, if you are not interested, I don't mind hooking up.

Hook up, this word instantly hit my possessiveness and desire to win. I said don't mess around, from now on, he's my boyfriend.

I distinctly remember what I replied to him: Okay, don't regret it.

Now that I think about it, my first love didn't have those sweet pictures at all, maybe the environment didn't allow it, after all, the study life in the third year of high school was very fulfilling, but the other boys and girls in the class who were also in love had more or less sugar-sprinkled details. And we, nothing.

I think both of us are mallets, and we don't know how to fall in love at all. I plucked up the courage and passed him the first emotional note in my life. Later, the notes gradually increased, and the content I wrote was very exciting, ranging from my parents' life plan for me, to seeing a few dogs fighting on the way to school. The content of his reply was very simple, either the answers to the small questions in the exams, or to tell me some big principles of life, telling me to work hard and study hard, so that I could have the opportunity to leave the city with him and be admitted to the same university in the future.

That time, I was really angry.

Jiang Xiaoning read all the contents of our notes, and said jokingly, you are talking about a boyfriend, it seems that you have found a father for yourself.

I'm angry because, I think what she said seems to make sense. Other people's boyfriends and girlfriends pass notes are sweet words, and we pass notes, my content is chicken and doggy, and most of his content is ABCD.

I've never asked you why you're with me.

You tell me?

What do you say, I was confused. Why? I can't say that I suspect he lost the adventure and wanted to be with me. Of course, he doesn't play such boring games.

Started the Cold War.

I didn't know what to say to him, and suddenly I felt that the hypocritical sentence in the romance drama was very appropriate: We are not people of the same world. But how did we get together in a daze?