Moon and people are still

This time the barbecue was very bland, it started blandly, and ended blandly. After everyone dispersed, Jing Yi sent me home naturally, and he didn't talk to me about some deep-rooted topics, and he didn't say anything that made me sad.

As if checking in, I reported today's itinerary to He Yuan after I got home.

My current relationship with He Yuan is not only a netizen, but also an author and a reader, reading each other's love stories, and giving advice and opinions in the deepest part of my heart.

After He Yuan finished reading my chapter today, she thought for a long time and said, "By the way, that man named Wang Ze, don't you be careful?"

Oh yes, when we were halfway through eating, a man named Wang Ze came. Chen Yun told me that he was interested in Teacher Jing and seemed to be chasing her.

"But Teacher Jing said no." I said to He Yuan.

He Yuan chuckled: "So you believe it or not?"

Me: "Well."

Although I was sure of the um, I became confused after the um.So in the following time, He Yuan began to ask about the details of Wang Ze's participation in this event. I thought about it for a long time, and it seemed that there were no great details. The only interaction between him and Jing Yi was that he poured a glass of wine for Jing Yi. Then he tried to pour me wine, but was stopped by Jing Yi.

That's it.

"That's it." I said to He Yuan.

After hearing this, He Yuan made a sound of thinking, and then asked, "Do you know your teacher Jing's Weibo?"

I said, "I know."

Then we opened Jing Yi's Weibo, and found Wang Ze from his friends.

More than 1000 posts, most of which were reposts, and some travel and life trivia, we flipped through each other, and when I was indulging in a funny video he reposted, He Yuan’s voice suddenly came out of the earphones.

"Cocoa Cocoa Cocoa Cocoa." He Yuan's voice was excited: "Look at the one on April 4rd."

I hurriedly quit, and after flipping through a few articles, I saw the so-called one on April 4, which was text plus pictures, and it said "caring." The picture is half of a hand, only the little finger and ring finger are exposed, and the light yellow on the wrist. Sweater sleeves.

"Think about it, does Jing Yi have this dress?"

I thought about it: "I haven't seen her wear it."

As I said that, I clicked into Weibo, and there was only one comment, which read: Come on.

When I used to browse Weibo, I often saw people say that girls have very good investigative skills. At that time, I just laughed it off and didn't go into it. Now that I think about it, it seems to make sense.I can't praise the investigative ability, but patience is really good.

Since He Yuan found out about that Weibo, I read all of Wang Ze's original Weibos, and those that seemed to be talking through words, I carefully searched for clues in the comments, but unfortunately, in the end The most explosive one is still only the one that He Yuan discovered.

I moved my shoulders, looked at the time, and found that I had maintained this posture for more than an hour.

Great, great love.

What qualifications do you have to laugh at those who are foolish for love? When love comes to an end, you are not the same.

After exiting, I clicked on the saved picture and posted it for a long time, and finally I couldn't help but find Jing Yi.

I cut off the hand and the Weibo account of the picture, leaving only the sweater, turned it around, sent it, and attached the text: Teacher Jing, what color do you think this is?

Staring at the phone for a long time, Jing Yi didn't reply to me, so I went to take a bath with a nervous mood, but just finished wiping off the shower gel, the sound of ding ding came from the phone.

I flushed my hands, turned off the water, took the phone off the shelf, and looked at it, and it was indeed the message from Jing Yi.

Jing Yi: Light yellow.

I licked my lips, dried my hands, and replied: I also think it is light yellow.

Me: Do you think light yellow looks good? I have a fancy sweater, and it only has this color. I don’t like yellow, but the style is very nice.

Me: I'm a little confused.

I put the phone on it and continued to take a shower.

After the bubbles were finished, I heard the sound of the phone again.

He wiped his face casually, shook off the water on his face, picked up his phone and glanced at it.

Jing Yi: Buy it if you like it

Me: Do you have light yellow clothes?

Me: If you have it, I'll buy it

After I sent it, I suddenly became frightened. I put the phone on the shelf and stared at it for a long time. When it made a sound, I didn’t dare to look at it.

After hurriedly taking a shower, getting dressed and going out, I received a reply message from Jing Yi.

Jing Yi: yes

Jing Yi: It’s also a sweater

I threw the phone on the bed, and Chen Yun's voice seemed to be heard in my ear.

"Wang Ze, a rich man with a good family background and a good appearance. He is 3 years older than Jing Yi. They have been friends for many years."

When I was blowing my hair, I suddenly felt that Jing Yi was actually quite far away from me. I chewed on what she said before, "I thought we knew each other very well" for a long time, and found it very reasonable.

What do I know about her, some of her preferences, some of her little habits.Others, her family background, her friends, her character when she was not a teacher, and her behavior after others, her friends, and her three views.

I don't know anything about her.

Thinking of this, my mood naturally became bad. After I replied a good word to her, our chat ended.

This week can be regarded as very fulfilling. Going back to school again and seeing my roommates again always feels like a world away.

After class ended on Monday morning, after returning to the dormitory, Huang Ye seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly climbed onto my bed and said to me: "Ke Ke, do you know what happened last weekend?"

I didn't think: "How do I know."

Huang Ye smiled, took the phone over, and clicked on the photo album: "Xie Feifei confessed to a senior sister through the rehearsal of the show."

I looked at her in horror: "Sister, did you accept it?"

Huang Ye smiled and clicked on the video. I leaned up to watch it from the audience's perspective. Xie Feifei held the microphone and shouted to the audience: "Tomato, I like you."

I wondered: "What? Tomatoes?"

Huang Ye smiled: "Oh, it's a nickname for young lovers."

Me: "Oh."

The pet name between lovers is like a password between two people. It is the most ambiguous. For example, if you do nothing in the public, you just call out the pet name you gave to the other party. Others will know it at a glance. You have stories.

The video continued to play in Huang Ye's hands, and then Xie Feifei yelled Tomato a few more times, and then said, why don't you come up, after speaking, the screen cut to the auditorium, and it was this senior Tomato who was facing the stage When they walked, they didn't take the microphone, and after whispering a few words, they hugged each other.

"Is this accepted or not?" I asked.

There were boos and applause from the auditorium.

Huang Ye smiled: "Later, I heard that I accepted it. Feifei said in her group that she thanked everyone for coming, and please drink next time."

I made a long sound, then clicked on the video and watched it again.

Xie Feifei did not impress me very much, but in my opinion, she is very straight.Haha, everyone is very straight in my eyes, so I was quite shocked by today's news.

I don't know if it's because I have paid more attention to this aspect, but I always feel that the frequency of two girls being together is much higher in recent years.

I watched the two girls embracing each other in the video, and my heart was full of emotions. I hope that one day, like Feifei, I will confess to Jing Yi with a microphone.

I'm afraid Jing Yi will turn around and leave...hahaha.

Now really, whatever you see, you can think of Jing Yi.Thinking of if Jing Yi and I were like this, if I were like Jing Yi.

terminally ill.

It seems that after last weekend, Jing Yi's attitude became a little bit better, and he didn't deliberately avoid my eyes in class.Of course, I didn't look at her all the time, which made me look wretched and idiotic.We have become the same as before, the ordinary teacher-student relationship.

My chat with her went back to the way it used to be, with one chat and another chat.

Say it's ambiguous, but it's actually quite everyday.

But if we say that we are chatting everyday, it doesn't look like that.

A few days later, Wang Ze posted on Weibo.

"My concern has finally come into my palm." This is the text, and a picture is attached below, and the text is also in the picture, with a few petals in the background. The content is: "She likes the first sun in the morning, likes Buttered bread, like coffee, like soft-boiled eggs, like mango mille-feuille, like me."

In the past, I would have complained about how warm this man is, but now, my mind is no longer here.

The Weibo was posted half an hour ago. Although there are already dozens of comments, they are all meaningless congratulations.

After flipping through, I realized that my palms were sweating and my heart was beating faster.

That night I had a dream about the wedding of Jing Yi and Wang Ze. At first I was just a passer-by, and later I became a bridesmaid, crying to bless them.Just when they were about to kiss, I rushed up and pulled Jing Yi's hand to separate them.

Seeing this, Jing Yi glanced at me expressionlessly, and then separated my fingers from her wrist one by one.

In the dream, I was crying so hard that my eyesight was blurred with tears, but no matter what, Jing Yi still kept a cold face.

After waking up, I didn't recover for several minutes, and when I woke up and realized it was a dream, I almost didn't really cry.

What He Yuan said yesterday was right. With the current relationship between Jing Yi and me, everything she does is reasonable.She can find a boyfriend, she can find a girlfriend, and she can be with me, all reasonable.

Because I was in a bad mood, I found an excuse to skip the morning class. I lay on the bed like a dead person thinking about my life for a long time, and finally I was hungry after thinking about it.

I clicked on the takeaway app with my mobile phone, and after flipping through a few pages, I suddenly saw Mango Melaleuca.Went into that store by accident, bought it by accident, and filled in Jing Yi's home address.

She likes mango millefeuille, so I will buy it for her.

After such a toss, I lost my appetite. I drank a bottle of milk, put my phone aside, and waited quietly.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Jing Yi called me.

I turned over, lay on the bed, let out a breath, and picked up the phone.

"Teacher Jing." I said.

There was no tone on her end: "Did you order me takeaway?"

I laughed in my heart and said, "Ah, how do you know it's me?"

Jing Yi laughed: "Who else can you write about Cheng Keke?"

I hey a few times: "That's it."

Of course you have to write Cheng Keke, otherwise what would you do if you took this dessert as a gift from another coquettish slut!

I lightly pressed the headset and asked, "Do you like it? This store has good reviews."

"It looks pretty good, but ah." Jing Yi sighed slightly: "Coco, I'm allergic to mangoes."

I suddenly got up on my knees from the bed: "What!" I was stunned for a few seconds: "Ah, hahaha."

Hahahahaha, mango allergy!

"Is mango allergy so funny?" Jing Yi asked on the phone.

I shook my head immediately: "It's not funny, it's good, I don't like mangoes either, hahaha."

I can imagine that Jing Yi must be puzzled now, and maybe even a little disgusted.

Then we discussed for a few minutes about the whereabouts of Thousand Layers, and finally decided to let it belong to Chen Yun.

At this point, there is no need to continue the topic, but it is rare to have time to call her, I was a little reluctant to hang up, so I lay down on the bed and said: "Mr. Jing, I dreamed about you yesterday."

Jing Yi hummed suspiciously at first, and then asked, "What did you dream about me?"

I said, "I dreamed that you married Wang Ze."

Her end is very quiet, and if you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of her walking in slippers, and the clanging of bottles and cans by the door when she opened the refrigerator.

"Wang Ze?" Jing Yi smiled: "How could we?"

I also laughed, and then said: "Wang Ze seems to have left the order, do you know?"

Jing Yi replied: "I don't know."

Her answer suddenly made me feel that I was quite funny, nervously caring about the problem all night, it was nothing more than a simple question and answer, so people like to complicate the problem, it is not unreasonable, all the deterioration, all blamed on , unable to speak.

"She likes the first rays of sunshine in the morning, likes buttered bread, likes coffee, likes soft-boiled poached eggs, likes mango mille-feuille, likes me." I recited the content of Weibo, only to realize that I actually care so much about this thing.

After Jing Yi heard this, she cut in sensitively and asked, "You don't think that person is me, do you?" After she finished speaking, she laughed: "Mango Melaleuca, Cheng Keke, can you be more cute?"

I swallowed, knowing she wasn't complimenting me.

Jing Yi didn't continue chatting with me, she seemed a bit busy, after hanging up the phone, I leaned on the pillow and started thinking about life again.

During this period of time, I have been thinking about the relationship between me and Jing Yi, and I don’t know how Jing Yi sees me. I have seen through the matter of sending thousands of layers in the morning.

Perhaps everything will be determined by time.Life is a long road, if at the end, Jing Yi accepts me, then I can write a book with my hard work and heartache in the past few months, called the two or three things about chasing the goddess.But if she finally rejects me and lives hand in hand with others, I can also write a book. This book is called, the self-cultivation of the spare tire.

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