"Tang Zhihuan!?"

The girl suddenly raised her head, looked at Tang Zhihuan in surprise, and then her eyes fell on Song Xixi, who was still pulling his shirt, incredulously: "You two ......"

Didn't Tang Zhihuan say that he wouldn't fall in love?

Tang Zhihuan's face stiffened slightly: "Let's go first." ”

When Tang Zhihuan pulled Song Xixi into the elevator, the little couple was still standing in place, and the girl's mouth was open enough to stuff an egg: "That is really Tang Zhihuan, in love?" ”

"What, now you regret being with me?" The girl's boyfriend pulled her chin, jealous, and then a deep kiss.

"It's too late to regret it......"

This is not a meal, Tang Zhihuan took Song Xixi to eat a bowl of noodles in the noodle restaurant and went to the library.

The ITAT Provincial Semi-Final will be held next Saturday, and he still has a lot to prepare for.

Song Xixi went to the literary works area as usual to pick and look, Tang Zhihuan found an empty table, and just sat down for a while, there was one more person opposite, at first he thought it was Song Xixi who came back so soon, but heard an unfamiliar voice: "Is there anyone here?" ”

"Yes."

Tang Zhihuan nodded indifferently, this girl was still the person who sat next to him for a few hours a few days ago and was stunned.

"Oh......" The girl's face turned red all of a sudden, she held two books in her hands, hesitated for a while and put a letter sandwiched in the book on Tang Zhihuan's keyboard, and wanted to say something Song Xixi had returned.

"Classmate, this is my position!"

"Senior, I'll go first!"

After speaking, he trotted away with a red face and a book, ignoring Song Xixi.

"Stare at me for what."

Song Xixi glared at Tang Zhihuan jealously, and he was taking the pink love letter and looking at it seriously. Song Xixi snatched it over angrily and met his smiling black eyes: "Why, I am so happy to be confessed." ”

Tang Zhihuan pushed down the black-framed glasses that didn't fall off at all, smiled with thin lips, and was really in a good mood.

"No one has ever delivered it before."

"So what is this?" Song Xixi glared at him, obviously jealous.

In front of her, I handed her husband a love letter, when she was dead!

"Ever since you appeared, there have been so many love letters and confessions." Tang Zhihuan sighed, no longer bothered with Song Xixi, opened the information on the computer and began to study seriously.

He has long publicly said that he will not fall in love during college, and he is not interested in making friends with girls, he just wants to study hard for a degree and concentrate on research.

Since Song Xixi appeared by his side, love letters and confessions have also continued one after another.

Song Xixi was the first butterfly to stir its wings.

Song Xixi stared for a while, his eyes were sour, and he didn't see Tang Zhihuan's comfort, so he sat down angrily, didn't look at it, and opened the love letter in front of Tang Zhihuan.

Tang Zhihuan glanced at her lightly, and did not stop her move.

After reading it, Song Xixi stuffed the love letter into his small satchel and pouted.

I have to say that a scholar is a scholar, and love letters are also written so cultured.

Song Xixi's cheeks couldn't help but heat, thinking that the love letter she wrote to Tang Zhihuan at the beginning didn't have any literary brilliance at all, Tang Zhihuan was still locked in the cabinet now, she licked her face and asked why.

Tang Zhihuan stared at her affectionately, and said for a while: "Well, this is the most ...... I have received A special love letter. ”

Now that she understands, is it particularly rubbish?

Lying on the table, staring at Tang Zhihuan sulked for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more his stomach hurt.