How's your day

During the one-and-a-half-hour class, Lin Xuan was questioned twice by the professor, Cheng Fei was asked once by the professor, and the fat man was also asked once. Only the thin monkey was the worst, being asked a total of five times by the professor.

And Song Yu was never picked up by the professor.

Maybe the professor saw him unfamiliar and knew that he was a student who came to observe instead of taking his class, or maybe the professor could see from his eyes that he didn't understand a word, so he mercifully didn't ask him any questions.

By the time the get out of class was over, the thin monkey was almost exhausted. He lay down on the table and said weakly: "I swear, this is the most serious time I have ever listened to a class. I am afraid that if I don't listen carefully, I will be asked questions."

Lin Xuan closed the professional book, "Very good, improve your class efficiency, sit in the first row more in the future, and maybe you can get the first grade in the final exam."

The thin monkey jumped up from the table, and resolutely refused: "If you kill me, I will not sit in the first row again. As soon as I look at the professor, he will wake me up in the next second. God, next time his I definitely want to sit in the last row!"

The fat man ruthlessly laughed at him, "Think about it from another angle, what if you are always favored because you are handsome."

The thin monkey walked out of the classroom with the book in his arms, and said in grief and indignation: "My peerless appearance has brought me too much pain. Is it my fault that I am handsome? Why do I have to go through so much suffering!"

Cheng Fei and Lin Xuan walked at the back, and when the thin monkey accused the sky of being unfair to him, a girl suddenly appeared and stood in front of Cheng Fei.

why is it you again?Cheng Fei almost blurted out this sentence, but at least he was still sane, so he held back abruptly.

Standing in front of him was the girl who sat in front of him in class today and gave him a pack of biscuits and a bag of milk.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Fei looked at her and asked politely.

The girl looked a little embarrassed, her face was flushed, her hands kept clutching the corners of her clothes, she faltered for a long time without speaking, she didn't even dare to look directly at Cheng Fei, her eyes kept wandering.

Cheng Fei waited patiently for her to speak. The few people walking in front knew nothing about what happened behind them. They had already turned and descended the stairs without being seen.

The girl finally plucked up the courage, took out a pink envelope from her pocket, and handed it to Cheng Fei with both hands.

No matter how dull Cheng Fei was, facing such a scene and the pink envelope full of hearts, he knew what the girl in front of him meant.

He glanced at Song Yu next to him with a little trepidation, and Song Yu happened to be looking at him too, with no expression on his face, but his heart was pounding at Cheng Fei.

Cheng Fei looked away guiltily, pondered for a while, and said to the girl in front of him, "I have a date, I'm sorry."

The girl's expression looked a little surprised, her eye sockets turned red, and the hand holding the envelope trembled a little, but she didn't put it down, and held the envelope upright.

"You...don't cry." Cheng Fei was a little flustered, he felt that he was a bit finished, and he didn't know how to explain this situation to Song Yu later.

But he is really wronged, he doesn't even know the name of the girl in front of him, he only knows what kind of flower it seems, and he heard the fat man talk about it in the morning.

If this girl hadn't given him biscuits and milk this morning, he might not even know that they are in the same class now.

God knows why she suddenly confessed to herself.

The girl looked very sad, choked up and said, "It's okay...it's okay, but please accept this letter."

She stuffed the envelope into Cheng Fei's hand, then turned and ran away with red eyes.

Cheng Fei was holding the envelope, neither tossing it nor accepting it, so he could only turn his head to look at Song Yu's eyes, praying in his heart that he would never be angry.

Song Yu felt his gaze and glanced at him, "What are you looking at me for?"

Cheng Fei smiled awkwardly, and raised the envelope in his hand, "Isn't this waiting for your instructions?"

"Wait for my instructions?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Cheng Fei smiled flatteringly at him, "I already have a partner, and it's not very good to accept love letters from others, so this is not asking for guidance, what to do with this love letter deal with."

Song Yu snorted and stretched out his hand, and Cheng Fei immediately presented the love letter with both hands knowingly, and put it in Song Yu's hand.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Ying." Song Yu opened the envelope, unfolded the letter paper, and read the first sentence on it.

Cheng Fei felt a little ashamed, and wanted to take back the envelope to prevent Song Yu from continuing to read, but he was afraid that Song Yu would be angry, so he could only be honest and dare not move.

"You may not be familiar with me. We are in the same class, but we have never spoken..." Song Yu read in a calm tone.

It's been a while since get out of class ended, and everyone in the teaching building has left. At this time, there are only the two of them in the corridor. It's empty, and everything they say echoes.

"Ancestor, don't read it." Cheng Fei begged him for mercy, "I really don't know her well, and I don't know what this love letter is about."

Song Yu ignored him and continued to read, "The first time I saw you was on the first day of school, facing the sun, I seemed to see a god..."

Cheng Fei couldn't listen to a word anymore, he just wanted to cover his ears so disgustingly.I also wanted to cover Song Yu's ears so that he wouldn't listen, cover Song Yu's eyes so he wouldn't look at it, and cover Song Yu's mouth so he wouldn't read any further.

When Song Yu saw the next paragraph of the love letter, he suddenly lost interest and didn't continue to read. He folded the letter back to its original shape and put it back in the envelope.

"Give it back to you." Song Yu threw the love letter into Cheng Fei's arms.

Cheng Fei received the love letter, as if receiving a □□, it felt extremely hot, and it was about to explode in the next second, "Don't, this is not mine, if you want...or you should keep it."

Cheng Fei tried to put the love letter back to Song Yu, but Song Yu put his hands in his pockets and didn't intend to accept it. He said, "It's not a love letter for me, why should I keep it?"

"Then aren't you my boyfriend? You can keep the love letter for me, isn't it normal?" Cheng Fei tugged at Song Yu's arm, took the opportunity to stuff his hand into Song Yu's pocket, and squeezed it tightly inside. Grabbing Song Yu's hand, he leaned closer and said, "Say it first, you can't be angry because of this, I swear I didn't even know this person existed before today, today I am more confused than you, Really, trust me."

As he spoke, he had to lean on Song Yu's body. Song Yu pushed him in disgust, but found that he couldn't push.

"I'm not angry." Song Yu emphasized.

The corners of Cheng Fei’s mouth were almost pulled to the base of his ears, and now he was not flustered at all. He was full of joy that Song Yu was jealous, “You said you weren’t jealous? Why are you reading my love letter? Are you happy? There is no need to be unhappy, if you are not happy, how about I make up a love letter for you?"

Song Yu's hands were cold in winter, and no matter how much he wore, he couldn't keep them warm, but now Cheng Fei was holding them in his pocket for a few minutes, and they were already warm.

It's all because Cheng Fei's hands are too hot, like a small heater, Song Yu thought to himself.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Fei said for a long time but found that there was no response, looked down at Song Yu, and found that Song Yu was in a daze, "Hey, what are you thinking?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Song Yu recovered.

Cheng Fei was not happy anymore, "I said I would write you a love letter, what are you thinking? Are you distracted while I'm talking?"

Song Yu frowned, "What are you doing writing me a love letter? You're free."

Cheng Fei held his breath in his chest, neither spit nor swallowed, almost made him angry.

Forget it, this person who is not emotional, don't care about him as much.

Cheng Fei changed the topic and said to Song Yu: "I don't have class in the afternoon, what are you going to do later, I will accompany you."

Song Yu thought for a while and said, "Go to the agency."

"Go hang up the house?" Cheng Fei asked.

Song Yu nodded, "Yes."

"You really want to sell the house?" Cheng Fei opened his eyes wide.

Song Yu felt that she could guess what he was going to say next, so she quickly said, "Shut up."

After the agency registered the house, it was almost dark, and the street lights on the roadside were already on.

Cheng Fei pushed open the glass door and walked out. As soon as he stepped out with one foot, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards him fiercely. He quickly lowered his head and wrapped his hands tightly in his coat. It's cold, the wind is blowing."

Song Yu walked behind, most of the wind was blocked by Cheng Fei in front, and he didn't feel the cold attack, so he pushed Cheng Fei, "Hurry up, what are you doing blocking the door."

Cheng Fei walked out of the gate against the wind, feeling his face was about to be blown stiff, he glanced at the Chuan Chuan shop across the way, turned his head and said to Sein Fei: "Go eat Chuan Chuan, it's time to warm up your body."

Song Yu nodded, followed Cheng Fei across the road, and walked into the Chuan Chuan shop.

Cheng Fei and Song Yu each took a large basket of skewers. After sitting on their seats, Cheng Fei looked at the two big baskets and was a little worried, "Can we both finish eating?"

"Put it back quietly if you can't finish it." Song Yu said.

"Can you do it?"

"Of course not, are you stupid?" Song Yu looked at Cheng Fei with the eyes of a fool.

Cheng Fei felt aggrieved: "..."

The bottom of the pot boiled, gurgling and tumbling, Cheng Fei grabbed a handful of beef skewers and put them in. When the meat was cooked, he picked up the stick and picked the meat into Song Yu's plate, "Eat it."

Song Yu picked up two pieces of meat and ate them, and then put a few strings of pumpkins and a plate of sweet potato noodles into the pot.

Halfway through eating, Song Yu's cell phone on the table kept vibrating. Cheng Fei glanced at it and asked Song Yu, "Is there a call? Are you not answering?"

Song Yu picked up the phone and glanced at it, then buckled the phone on the table, "I don't know the number, harassing calls."

"Harassing calls? You can blacklist them, otherwise he will keep calling." Cheng Fei said.

The phone was still vibrating, Song Yu picked up a bunch of hairy belly and stuffed it into Cheng Fei's mouth, "Eat yours."

Cheng Fei happily ate the hairy belly, happily forgot about the mobile phone, picked up a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake and held it to Song Yu's mouth, "Come, your favorite."

Song Yu opened his mouth to eat it, and said while chewing: "The brown sugar glutinous rice cakes here are not delicious, not authentic, and there is no soy flour."

"Next time, let's eat authentic ones." Cheng Fei also picked up a piece and ate it himself. He doesn't like sweets, and the taste is no different from what he ate at the hot pot restaurant last time. They were all sweet, soft, and sticky to the teeth.

While eating skewers, Cheng Fei suddenly remembered, "Have you rented your house yet?"

Song Yu shook his head, "No, let's go and have a look tomorrow."

Cheng Fei thought for a while, he seemed to have a full-day class tomorrow, and the professors in two classes were very strict in roll call, so it was not easy to skip class, "You can check on your phone tomorrow to see if there is a suitable one, and I will accompany you to see the house the day after tomorrow. .”

"No, just take your class honestly, I'll go and see by myself," Song Yu said.

"I have a class in the morning the day after tomorrow, and I'll find you after class," Cheng Fei said.

"It's up to you." Song Yu ate the last piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake, squinting her eyes contentedly.