He's so perfect, I'm so humble

22: 42.

What is he doing?I suddenly thought of Lu Yu a while ago, whether he got his wish and met the person he wanted to see.

I became the second Lu Yu, appearing at his work place.Squatting has become my new job, and being able to see him from a distance is my reward.

I saw the date he was rumored to be dating, he held the hand around her waist, and whispered to each other without avoiding suspicion, you talk to me.Is he happy, without me?

I struggled on the verge of conflict, and finally followed him into the parking lot step by step when he was off work.He was less than two meters away from me, and he was able to touch it with his hand. He finally stopped walking and looked back at me slowly.

Nothing was said, and I didn't expect him to.He tacitly allowed me to follow him, and did not drive me away, which is already the greatest kindness to me.I stared at his back, wanting to see through.How much I want to pull his hand, or just the hem of his clothes, but I am afraid, I am afraid that no amount of actions will make him hate me even more.

I am a sinner now and cannot afford to make another mistake.

He opened the car door and got in.I watched the wheels roll over the ground and move away from me, as if that was enough for me, because I knew I could see him again the next day.

I began to understand Lu Yu's mood. He begged me to send a message for him. He needed an answer.

I dyed my hair, like gold, will he like me?

Feeling uneasy.

On the first day, he looked at me twice more.

On the fourth day, he gently ruffled my hair.He finally took the initiative to touch me, and I was happy for a long, long time.When it was about to dawn, I was so happy that I cried.

No. On the 13th day, he opened the co-pilot's door and waited quietly for me to sit in. I was taken home by him.

My words became less and less, and I didn't need to communicate with people every day, and I almost forgot that I still had the ability to speak.I may have a phobia of speaking.

He let me stay in the guest room, I finally have a habitat.

23: 10.

He pushed open the door of my room.I was up and down, and my heart was in a mess.

The author has something to say:

Su Chengcheng: Are you lonely?

Author: Loneliness is eaten by me.

Su Chengcheng: When you kill me, be gentle, okay?

Author: I won't kill you, killing you is equivalent to killing myself.I will give you happiness, heavy happiness, so that happiness will be extra heavy.