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Book Title: 404 Mailbox

Author: it's burning

Copywriting

Finally thought of a short copy! ! !

Yao Feng, who will die if he doesn't flirt for a day, is attacked by a grinning mouth that forcibly catches up to him

Pei Xu (receiving)*Zhong Jurui (attacking)

There is no outline, and the mines are unknown. It is encouraged to read after completing mine clearance.

Weibo: What is it burning (beware that my Weibo is full of nonsense)

Content tags: special liking, errands, industry elites

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☆, 1

Zhong Jurui's first impression of Pei Xu was not very good.

When he was a freshman, he joined the school newspaper "Randian" in order to collect the necessary club activity points for scholarship evaluation.The reason for choosing "Randian" is also very unintentional - just because the activity room that this school newspaper has requisitioned all the year round is in the next door to the boys' dormitory of their software college, and he can go to the regular meeting from the dormitory wearing slippers.

When the senior editor-in-chief of "Randian" stuffed him with a new leaflet, he had just come out of the dormitory building, the sun was dazzling, and he had to squint his eyes slightly even standing under the eaves.

"What routine do you usually do?"

"We don't have any regular activities. We publish newspapers once every two weeks and distribute them to the newspaper offices of each dormitory building for students to read."

Zhong Jurui glanced at the leaflet twice, pointed to the department introduction on the front, and asked, "What does the typesetting department do?"

"Typesetting the newspaper, we are paid, 50 yuan per page, and the typesetting department is independent, so you don't need to participate in the regular meeting of topic selection." The editor-in-chief pointed, "Here, that room is our regular activity room, usually we members You can also stay there for self-study, and you don’t have to go to the big picture to take a seat.”

And so it was settled.

Zhong Jurui participated in the training for the first time, and found that there were less than 20 people in the entire newspaper office, except for him who was majoring in liberal arts, and there were very few boys.The members are very buddhist, they just want to use some association subsidies to do a self-entertaining literary and artistic petty bourgeoisie, and they seem to be quite easy to get along with.The editor-in-chief invited the senior sister who is about to leave the company to teach Zhong Jurui how to use the typesetting software. The senior sister said: "You first copy Fangzheng Feiteng. It is actually very simple to use it proficiently. But ours is a cracked version. The font library is not complete. Some fonts It can’t be used, so please pay attention.” While waiting for the copy, the senior sister clicked on the software on her computer to demonstrate the most basic function—how to align the text box to the reference line, the software didn’t know where to draw it, and everything was wrong Qi, obsessive-compulsive disorder is hard to watch.

Zhong Jurui frowned and waited for a while, then asked: "Does the school's printing workshop support InDesign?"

"We all print in PDFs, so it doesn't matter what kind of typesetting software." The editor-in-chief said, "But none of us know InDesign. Let's say our layout is ugly and not artistic at all."

Zhong Jurui sat upright and moved the mouse sensitively—his fingers were slender, with well-defined joints, and his nails were neatly manicured—and when the new member over there raised his hand to report that Feiteng had finished copying and asked his senior sister to help him install, he lazily opened his mouth Said: "I use InDesign to create some templates, and I can apply them later. Do you continue to learn Feiteng or use my templates?"

So after his first participation in newspaper activities, he was promoted to be the head of the typesetting department—although he was only a bare-bones commander, because the workload was very small after the template was completed, and the only two girls who were originally arranged to typetype with him had no work to do. Yes, and was transferred to the topic selection department.

Zhong Jurui worked in "Randian" for a year.As the editor-in-chief said, the typesetting department is very worry-free. He can finish the task of the first issue in 15 minutes, and then do his own things in the activity room.At the beginning of the first semester of freshman year, the newspaper office used public funds to build a mini refrigerator full of pineapple beer, and threw a beanbag sofa in the corner, making the activity room more moist.The activity room was very quiet outside of regular meeting hours. After Zhong Jurui asked the editor-in-chief for a spare key, he almost stopped going to the library to occupy a place for self-study.

Without Pei Xu, Zhong Jurui would have imagined that his four-year college life would be a copy-and-paste freshman: attending classes, self-studying, going home every Saturday night, returning to school at noon on Sundays, meeting a few acquaintances, In order not to appear too isolated, I occasionally participate in dormitory activities.

When Zhong Jurui saw Pei Xu for the first time, he didn't have any special impression.

At that time, he was a sophomore, and it was the first day of club recruiting week. Both sides of the school's Xiangzhang Avenue were full of various clubs. The popular debate club and board game association were full of long queues, and people from the hip-hop club and roller skating club Shuttle back and forth among the freshmen. "Randian" occupies a small corner, and there is a recruiting leaflet casually placed on the table.The editor-in-chief said that the newspaper office doesn't need a lot of new labor, just go through a symbolic process, so only Zhong Jurui and another girl were there, and the two of them chatted one after another.

Zhong Jurui didn't want to come.The day before, a senior sister said in the group: "Take two photos for archiving? Let's send someone who looks good to guard the booth. You can't lose what you look good." So everyone in the community started swiping Ai Te Zhongjurui, he was voted over by democracy.In all fairness, Zhong Jurui is very good-looking, and he is very good-looking in the crowd, but he is paralyzed from the neck up and frowns most of the time, which is actually not very pleasing to girls.Although he doesn't seem to be popular with girls, he is still easy to be picked out as a target when he needs to be responsible for his appearance.

Similar to his fate is Pei Xu. Pei Xu is a freshman. He stops and stops, passing by the "Randian" booth. Because his face is very photogenic, he is caught by the reporter of the campus channel in the crowd for an interview.

"Seeing that you are wearing a college uniform, are you a freshman?" The senior sister smiled and handed over the radio microphone.

Pei Xu paused, saw the camera, and said, "Yes."

"This year's juniors are so good-looking! Why didn't I meet any good-looking boys when I entered school? When I become an old bacon, all the freshmen will be juicy." , "Then do you have any clubs you want to sign up for today? Do you have any ideas or goals in mind?"

"Let's take a look around first." Pei Xu looked around, saw Zhong Jurui, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I think this club—well, Ran Dian—is quite interesting."

The girl from "Randian" took the initiative to hand over a leaflet. Pei Xu turned to Zhong Jurui and asked, "Senior, can you introduce your experience in choosing a club?"

The camera turned to Zhong Jurui again, Zhong Jurui approached hesitantly and said, "I have no experience, I only joined this club."

The reporter senior sister quietly turned her head and asked the photographer: "What kind of luck did I have today? The handsome guy is getting more and more attractive."

Pei Xu nodded thoughtfully: "Then "Randian" must have some advantages that other clubs can't match, so you only join this one. Where can I sign up?"

Only then did the girl suddenly realize that she took out the registration form from her bag.Pei Xu bent slightly, filling in his student number mailbox.Waiting for the people on the campus channel to interview the next freshman, Zhong Jurui said honestly: "We are a very small newspaper, and we don't actually plan to recruit many newcomers."

"That's it." Pei Xu smiled deeper, revealing a canine tooth. He folded the registration form and handed it to Zhong Jurui, then turned his head and said to the two freshmen who were about to approach "Randian", "I'm sorry, just now We're full, and we're going to close the booth."

When Zhou Xin, the deputy editor-in-chief who said he wanted to take pictures for archiving, came, Pei Xu no longer treated himself as an outsider, and drank the mineral water prepared for Zhaoxin on the table.

Zhou Xin took the camera out of the SLR bag and quietly asked, "Ju Rui, what's going on?"

"A freshman with brain problems." Zhong Jurui frowned, "I don't understand."

This freshman stayed in Zhong Jurui's mind for no more than a day before he was squeezed out by other things, large and small.His grandmother bumped against the rainy day and landed on the ground with her right palm, slightly fractured.Zhong Jurui was worried about his grandmother being alone. He would go home as soon as the class was over every week. He would naturally not go to the activity room on weekends. After returning to school after the National Day holiday, it rained and the sky was already much cooler.

He pushed open the dormitory door, and saw two boys from the same dormitory building come to visit their room, a few of them were playing and making a fuss, and the dormitory was filled with a smoky barbecue smell.

The head of the dormitory, nicknamed "Nurse", stretched out his hand and beckoned him to come and play with him.

"No, I still have something to do in my club." Zhong Jurui opened the window to ventilate, and stuffed the clean and changed clothes he brought from home into the closet.

"Your society has too many things to do, and the student union doesn't have so many things." The nanny said casually.

Zhong Jurui didn't explain much, carrying the computer and charging cable on his back, smiled and left.

"He had the first grade point last year?" A fat man reached out and took another skewer.

"Call! Not number one or number two. Perverted Wu has A's in his classes." The nanny said, "I suspect he's a robot. I've never seen him stay in bed after eight o'clock."

"What a freak," said the fat man, "I raise! Does he have a girl?"

"No."

"Then you are the nanny, you are the winner. You are young and like to mention girls." A boy teased.

A few people casually gossiped and threw themselves into the game.

Zhong Jurui entered the activity room, sat at the position closest to the door to facilitate the charging of the computer, but after turning on the computer, he became a little idle.In fact, nothing happened in the newspaper office, and he had already handed in his homework. If the dormitory wasn't too noisy, he didn't plan to come out.

He sat in a daze for a while, and decided to read two books from the public bookshelf.When he got up, he found that the lazy sofa had been moved to the back of the bookshelf, and there was a large living person lying underneath, his face covered by newspapers, which shocked him.His movement also startled the person lying down. The person stretched out his hand and lifted the newspaper from his face, and slowly opened his eyes. It was almost evening, and the light in the room was not too strong, so they could see each other indistinctly.

"Senior?" He probably spoke suddenly, his voice still a little hoarse.

"Oh, are you that new member? Zhou Xin gave you the key?" Zhong Jurui still had an impression of this face.

"I'm not a new member." The man laughed, the canine teeth on the right were obvious, "My name is Pei Xu."

"Hello, my name is Zhong Jurui."

"The key was given by Senior Sister Zhou Xin. She said that people don't come here often, and the members can do what they want."

Zhong Jurui picked out a collection of essays, sat down in another corner of the room, and said casually, "It's quite quiet here, suitable for self-study."

"Senior, do you come here often?" Pei Xu got up and sat opposite Zhong Jurui.

"You can just call me Zhong Jurui. I used to come here quite often, but recently I don't come here for business."

"No wonder..." Pei Xu murmured, and after a while he showed a smiling face, which was so bright that Zhong Jurui felt slightly uncomfortable.

"Then if I come here often in the future, will it bother you?"

"It doesn't matter, this is the activity room of the newspaper office, and all members can come."

"Then I'm welcome."

The room was quiet again, and the two stopped talking.Only the clock on the wall, tick tock.

There was the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole. Zhong Jurui and Pei Xu looked up at the door at the same time. Zhou Xin pushed the door in and smiled at them and said, "There are a lot of people. I forgot the power bank in the last regular meeting." , come and look for it."

As she walked inside, she asked Pei Xu, "Did you not sleep today?"

"I have already slept." Pei Xu said with his chin propped up, "Sister Xin, you are late and missed my sleeping face."

"Virtue!" Zhou Xin found the power bank and scolded with a smile, "So, why do you come here every day except to sleep and not study by yourself? Isn't the bed in the dormitory more comfortable than here?"

"Come and meet the beauty."

Zhong Jurui's fingers that turned the pages paused for a moment, feeling even more disgusted with this kind of glib boy.

"You can't meet beauties here, you can only meet beautiful men." Zhou Xin said, "The one who comes here most is Ju Rui."

Pei Xu looked at Zhong Jurui thoughtfully, and said, "A person like Chang Jurui is pretty good."

Zhong Jurui's eyelids twitched.

"You look sexual?" Zhou Xin only listened to a joke, "Speaking of which, we should let the children get acquainted with each other when we build a team next month. A couple is a couple. Do you have any ideas, Ju Rui?"

Zhong Jurui couldn't help reminding: "We only recruited one new student this semester, and there are no children."

Zhou Xin also laughed: "Kid, do you mind if you are younger? The seniors from our newspaper office are quite cute."

Pei Xu smiled obediently: "I don't mind."

"I'll discuss the team building details with Wen Yang." Zhou Xin walked out the door, "Don't forget to turn off the lights! You forgot to turn off the lights last time, Pei Xu, and the management aunt called me to blame me .”

Slap.The door is closed.

Zhong Jurui found that he didn't like Pei Xu's smile very much. Although his facial muscles were smiling, there was no smile in his eyes at all. like.But it seems that except for himself, everyone else thinks Pei Xu is quite likable.

Zhong Jurui closed the collection of essays and prepared to pack his things.

"Curie, do you eat the cafeteria at night?"

"You can call me Zhong Jurui." Zhong Jurui repeated, "Eat the cafeteria, but I have an appointment."

Actually no date.The subtext is not wanting to eat together.

"Is the address so strict?" Pei Xu's canine teeth showed again, and he watched him with a long tail, "Then, Zhong Jurui will see you next time."

——Not only do I dislike the smile, but also the tone of this person's speech is very annoying.

Window two vegetables and one soup.

Zhong Jurui found an empty seat with the dinner plate, lowered his head and chewed slowly, and when he finished the last mouthful of soup, he raised his head and saw a familiar face diagonally, and put down his chopsticks in surprise.

The man turned his head to look at him with a little awareness, swallowed a mouthful of food, and smiled with canine teeth: "Zhong Jurui, the person you asked for broke the appointment."

Zhong Jurui felt annoyed at being exposed.He didn't talk to him, he got up and threw the plate into the recycling carousel, thinking that Pei Xu's whole existence was like being targeted by a neuropathy, thinking about it, he didn't do anything, but there was a kind of lingering annoyance.

☆、Chapter 2

Zhong Jurui is a native of this city, and lives in an old street in a certain town on the outskirts of the city. Unfortunately, the old buildings here are not old ones whose relics can be converted into commercial value, but old ones whose houses in the 90s have been exposed to wind and sun and no one cares about them.Take the subway from his school, then transfer to a city bus, and you will arrive at Laojiekou.The shops on both sides of the street sell hardware and water pipes, plastic sheds, tile floors that do not change aesthetically with the times, corner stalls equipped with keys to unlock shoes, repair cars, and a family deep-fried pancakes. Every day at 03:30 in the afternoon, the coal stove is unshakable. oil pan.

Zhong Jurui walked down the street with his schoolbag on his back.

When he was a child, there were quite a lot of factories nearby, producing ship parts and chemical raw materials. Later, it was reported by reporters that the district government collected money to help factories falsify sewage data, which caused an uproar. Many small factories were moved out under renovation. Get depressed.In the chain of contempt of the locals in city A, this suburban place is not considered city A. After the factory moved out, the laid-off workers had to go far to find another way out. It is hard for anyone to imagine that on the edge of this first-tier city There is such a desolate land.

Not far away, there was a girl standing on the mottled gray wall to take pictures, and asked her boyfriend to adjust the decadent punk style, and Zhong Jurui noticed something absurdly funny.

The wind blew the smoke from the stove in the oil cake shop straight into people's eyes, choking people to tears. The neighbor had already experienced a lot and closed the door temporarily.

"The high-achieving student is back again? Is your grandma feeling better?" Lao Chen asked while holding coal balls.

"Uncle Chen," Zhong Jurui nodded. "It's much better." With that, he slipped into a narrow passage next to a hardware store.

"Mother-in-law!" Zhong Jurui took out the newly bought medicine from his schoolbag.

No one answered.

He went out into the yard again and yelled again.Broken bricks circled a vegetable field in the courtyard, and onions and garlic were planted beside it.Zhong Jurui pulled out two garlic sticks, walked into the kitchen, took out the big round bone soup that was frozen in the refrigerator, and returned it to the pot to heat it up.The flames licked the bottom of the pot, there was a rustling sound in the yard, and a little old lady came in carrying a bag.

"Why are you back today? Isn't it mid-term? My palm is fine."

"I just went to the hospital to get you medicine in the afternoon. Didn't you finish the prescription?" Zhong Jurui quickly cut some garlic cores, "Your palms are broken, why are you still running around outside?"

"Sitting at home is boring, and there is no one to talk to me."

"Mother-in-law, why do you go to this kind of lecture again?" Zhong Jurui took the bag from the old lady's hand, saw the name of a health care brand printed on it, and couldn't help saying, "It's all a lie."

"How can I not know?" The mother-in-law showed a little proudly, "I just want to take advantage of it and get some gifts, and I won't spend money. This bag is of good quality, and it's fine to carry when I buy vegetables. You see, it's also Got a toothbrush."

Zhong Jurui said helplessly: "There are already a dozen toothbrushes at home."

"It's okay to keep it. Next time it's not a toothbrush. I can get the washing powder when I sign in again." The mother-in-law said again, "I thought you wouldn't come back today, so I didn't tell me earlier, the meal was still yesterday For the rest, I will cook a pot of new rice for you, and fry some meat."

"No, no, you sit down." Zhong Jurui turned around, "I'll cook some rice."

"How can there be no meat? How often do you go home, how delicious can the school cafeteria be?"

"The cafeteria has meat every day, big chicken drumsticks, and small ribs. I'm tired of eating them, so I want to eat some refreshing vegetables and rice." Zhong Jurui rolled up his sleeves and sprinkled some garlic cores on the bone soup.

"I think you've lost weight again." The mother-in-law said a little unhappy, "Is it not enough for living expenses?"

"How could it not be enough?" Zhong Jurui smiled with relief, "The national award arrived yesterday, eight thousand."

The mother-in-law's eyes became a line of laughter again: "Karma strives."

She sat down and slowly sipped the bone soup. Looking at her grandson's thin back, she suddenly felt sour while being proud.Zhong Jurui's mother passed away early due to illness, and his father Zhong Jianxing soon reunited. The new family is harmonious and beautiful, and the dead wife's son is a bit of an eyesore.The mother-in-law was afraid that her stepmother would bully Zhong Jurui, so she wanted to bring the child by herself. Fortunately, Zhong Jurui was not a child to worry about. Although it was hard work, he survived.

The mother-in-law thought sadly, she could be considered worthy of her daughter by growing up like this.

"I saw Zhong Jianxing last time. He picked up his youngest son in the piano class. It's so expensive to learn the piano. He doesn't blink at spending money on his youngest son. We seem to be killing him for alimony."

She couldn't help but think that one year she called Zhong Jurui's father, Zhong Jianxing, and said that since he entered a key high school, he still wanted to give the teacher some gifts. Asked if the grades had dropped, the mother-in-law immediately said with some pride that she hadn't dropped, and she was in the top of the grade in several monthly exams. Zhong Jianxing said that it was unnecessary, and the teacher also wanted to pay attention to the capital rate, no Harm Zhong Jurui.The mother-in-law sulked all afternoon after hanging up the phone, and she is still angry when she thinks about it today.

"How could it be like this if Pingru was here? Pingru left too early." The mother-in-law concluded.

Zhong Jurui lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

"Honestly, do you have enough money? You should also buy two new clothes. Others wear bright ones. If you wear old clothes, they don't want to make friends with you."

Zhong Jurui worked hard secretly, and made a small hole in the place where the line of the coat pocket had been disconnected, and said with a smile: "There is no shortage of clothes, but my coat pocket is torn, and the coins have escaped from the hole. Mother-in-law, give it to me after eating." I'll sew."

The topic was changed, and the old lady got up to look for needles and threads.Zhong Jurui heard her mother-in-law in the bedroom asking if there was any other broken piece to mend, and she didn't answer loudly.

A hole to divert attention, the mother-in-law will not count money as bitterness and hatred, and then scold the wolf-hearted Zhong Jianxing, and the topic will turn to her daughter who died too early. This fixed process will go down, the old lady Inevitably shed tears.Zhong Jurui was most afraid of his mother-in-law crying.

The mother-in-law didn't know that there was so much thoughtfulness in this sewing, and there was no need to let the mother-in-law know about these thoughts.

Because there was class early the next morning, Zhong Jurui didn't sleep at home. He left home at eight o'clock and arrived at school at ten o'clock. Along the way, students rushed to the bathroom in twos and threes with bath baskets.

He walked hurriedly with his head buried, and suddenly a figure came up to him like a wind. Zhong Jurui raised his head subconsciously, and saw Pei Xu stepping on roller skates, with his right foot stepping forward and horizontally, he could barely stop in front of him, only one fist away. Specifically, it can be veneered.

"It's actually you. I'm sorry, I just learned this and I'm not very proficient yet." Pei Xu smiled innocently again.

Fart, if you are not very skilled, can the foot brake be so clean?

Zhong Jurui took a step back, and said expressionlessly that it was okay.

The moment the two were relatively speechless, Pei Xu saw a girl in their class running towards her in panic.

"What's wrong?" Pei Xu turned around and asked.

"Fuck!" The girl burst into tears when she saw an acquaintance. "There is a pervert sitting on a flower bed on the North Gate Road. I just passed by, and he suddenly called me. When I turned around, I saw him playing with him."

After saying this, she squatted down with no strength: "Actually, it's nothing, just...it's not scary...Why is the guard missing today?"

Pei Xu ran towards the north gate without saying a word, because he was wearing roller skates, so he was very fast.After Zhong Jurui hesitated, he ran to keep up.

The pervert is a habitual offender.Before the national day, someone in the circle of friends reminded the girls to pay attention. It had been quiet for a while, but I didn't expect to dare to come today.Pei Xu slid over and saw a black and fat middle-aged man sitting on the edge of a street flower bed in a strange posture. After he stopped suddenly, he turned around slowly, and the pervert hadn't had time to tidy up the bottom.

"Hello." Pei Xu raised his chin, "Do you like stimulation?"

He jumped onto the curb steadily, walked in front of the pervert, stepped on the middle of the crotch, and crushed it hard.

"Is it interesting? Will you come again in the future?"

There were already several onlookers standing around, the pervert grinning in pain.

When Zhong Jurui ran there panting, Pei Xu slowly slid out from the shadowy place under the streetlight, and smiled again when he saw him: "Are you here to praise me for my brave deeds?"

Here we go again, this face.

They shouldn't have come after them.

Zhong Jurui chose to turn around and leave.

Pei Xu grabbed his wrist and said obediently, "Since we've all come to the north gate, why don't we have a bowl of wonton together?"

"I'm not very hungry." Zhong Jurui broke free.

"Then buy me something to eat." Pei Xu shrugged, "I'm hungry, but I didn't bring any money."

"We haven't met a few times in total, are we not familiar to this level?"

"Is there a progress bar? When will we be cooked enough to eat wontons together?" Pei Xu put his hands in his pockets and looked down - he was about the same height as Zhong Jurui, and his forehead was exactly one forehead higher when he wore roller skates.

Zhong Jurui was speechless.

"Pei Xu, your words and deeds make me feel that you have some intentions."

"It was indeed intentional." Pei Xu folded his arms and said solemnly, "I fell in love with you at first sight."

There could not be a more absurd scene than this.A nervous junior confessed to himself arrogantly on the side of the road.Zhong Jurui almost wanted to pinch his own people, but Zhong Jurui was so hard-hearted, and his expression management couldn't keep up with the development of the situation.

He opened his mouth a few times, and finally squeezed out a voice from his throat: "I don't like you like this." He looked at Pei Xu firmly, and Pei Xu's dark pupils didn't even tremble.

After a long time, Pei Xu laughed lightly, tilted his head and said, "Zhong Jurui, you've exposed yourself. Your first reaction was that you don't like me like this, not that you don't like men." He stretched out his cold index finger and pressed Zhu Zhong Jurui's lips whispered, "Don't tell the difference, the more you paint, the darker it gets."

He slid two steps backwards, with sly eyes: "Thank you for your hospitality tonight, I feel very satisfied without having to eat wontons. If it's really bothering me, pretend I haven't heard anything, but I hope that I can disturb a pool of spring water." He turned to Zhongju Rui smiled, turned around and went to the meeting point of the roller skating club, preparing for tonight's street brushing activity.

Roller skating clubs often have some night tours, and organize members to stroll on the street in the middle of the night, and they can see a very different city.Everything is very quiet, only you and the wind exist in the world at the same time.

Pei Xu followed the large army not too far away, distracted from answering the phone.

"Does my brother know that you are so upside down day and night? Well, you two are night owls. Me? I'm good at everything, and my studies are okay. Falling in love? Why do you become as long-winded as my brother? Who are you talking about? Oh , I met at the beginning of school, but he doesn’t know me. I’m trying to chase after me, but the way is not right, and I might scare people away. Use it to fool my brother. Can straight tricks work for gays? Don’t even think about it! Almost dead.”

Roller skating whizzed by on the smooth road, Pei Xu's eyelashes trembled under the moonlight, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhong Jurui was also the one who didn't sleep this moonlit night.He clearly felt that the defense system of his whole body was activated, and at the same time, he felt powerless like a snake hitting seven inches.Pei Xu's whole person is very evil, and he can't be regarded as a normal person to predict his words and deeds.

Besides, Zhong Jurui was still a little dazed.

love at first sight?I have something to love at first sight.

He had never expected that he would be a very good lover, and when he suddenly heard a confession, he was even more at a loss.If it wasn't because Pei Xu himself annoyed him, and what he said at night was too much like a whim of teasing, he probably wouldn't be able to accept a kindness with peace of mind.Zhong Jurui was in a daze and couldn't figure out why, so he went to English class early the next day. As soon as he was seated, a white hand held out a bag in front of his eyes. The bag contained steamed buns and soybean milk, still steaming.

Pei Xu smiled obediently: "Have breakfast?"

"What are you doing?"

"I said I fell in love with you at first sight. Let me show my determination, otherwise you will take me for a joke."

Zhong Jurui said with a headache; "You go out, what should you do?"

Pei Xu said shamelessly: "Leave breakfast here, I'm angry and hurt my liver, so I'll just leave."

Zhong Jurui stared at his back, and dropped the fountain pen in his hand in a rare gaffe.

☆、Chapter 3

Pei Xu's overtures seemed very cautious. If he had to use an analogy, he was like a gust of evil wind, watching the saplings in the distance occasionally swaying with the wind, and you were not vigilant in your heart, and the documents in your hand were suddenly blown away. Put sand in your eyes.

Zhong Jurui didn't take part in regular club meetings, so he didn't encounter this evil wind in "Randian", but he couldn't skip his weekly English class. Fortunately, Pei Xu only appeared one day a week, and entered The classroom didn't say hello either, leaving only Zhong Jurui with a chic back when it was released early.When he left, he was also stuck in time - the teacher had already prepared the slides on the podium, and it was difficult for Zhong Jurui to run out to reason with him under the eyes of the whole class.

So this week, Zhong Jurui dawdled in the bathroom on purpose, and waited for the class bell to ring for 3 minutes before sneaking into the classroom through the back door.Zhong Jurui did not meet Pei Xu this time, he was relieved.

The phone screen lit up, Zhong Jurui clicked in, and received a text message from a stranger.

"I have something to do today, so I won't deliver breakfast. I hope you have eaten today. Pei Xu."

Zhong Jurui replied angrily: "Don't waste time and energy after you know that I have eaten."

"You eat what you eat, and I give it to me. Only useless work can show your sincerity. See you next time. ^_^"

Meeting such an opponent, Zhong Jurui inevitably felt that his fist was hitting the cotton, and what was even more depressing was that perhaps subconsciously he believed that Pei Xu would wait at the door of the classroom for a while, so today he found out that he hadn't eaten breakfast after going out late, and was on an empty stomach at this time It's hard.In his vision, there is a high probability that he will meet that lunatic when he comes out of the bathroom, and then he passively accepts the steaming breakfast with a cold face.However, he had thought up all the opera excerpts, but the opera singer didn't come.

And the other leading actor of this play is not far from Zhong Jurui's classroom at this time.He was sitting on the stairs at the corner of the front door of the classroom. He had just watched Zhong Jurui walk into the back door of the classroom lightly after he paused at the door.After he finished eating the fresh fried rice he bought slowly, he wiped his hands, found Zhong Jurui in the address book, and edited a text message.

When Pei Xu got up to throw out the trash, he saw a man and a woman standing not far away chatting, probably both of them were interested in each other, the boy told a silly joke, but the girl laughed from ear to ear.

There are a hundred forms of love in this world, but they all have the same core.Touching, flinching, groping, ambiguity, confession, copulation, passion, burnout.Pei Xu doesn't like this boring game.He is like an animal with a keen sense of smell, recognizes the smell he likes, and regards love as war. Zhong Jurui is a captive who is about to surrender on the battlefield.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't like Zhong Jurui.

Zhong Jurui was a beam of distant light in the gloomy youth.He stumbled and chased after the light, and suddenly discovered that the other party was not the light, but the one with his own illness.So the inquiry in his eyes turned into pity, and over time it became a paranoid heart disease.

This heart disease cannot be plucked out, and it cannot be cured. It can only be cured if it is fulfilled.

It's a pity that Zhong Jurui just wants to hide from himself now, and there is some past, so there is no need to talk to him.

Zhong Jurui ate the most unpalatable stir fry in the cafeteria, and saw that the newspaper community asked all members to attend a meeting at 12:30 to discuss team building activities together.

Zhou Xin asked in the group who was convenient to buy some Coke and come to the activity room, and the newspaper would reimburse him.Zhong Jurui happened to walk near the school supermarket and replied, "I'll buy it."

He waited near the drink rack for someone to move a case of Coke out of the warehouse, and turned around to see a tall and thin figure.

Tsk, sure enough, the ghost is still lingering.

Pei Xu also saw him, nodded generously, and took out two small puddings from the freezer.

"I don't eat popsicles." Zhong Jurui said with a frown.

Pei Xu blinked in surprise: "You may have misunderstood, I didn't want to share one with you. I just simply like to eat small puddings, and I don't think one is enough."

Zhong Jurui suddenly became upset - he was acting affectionate.He took the Coke with a cold face and went to the counter to check out, walking fast all the way, as if he was followed by a ghost.Pei Xu calmly held the little pudding in his mouth, admiring the back view of him running away.

Before the team building, everyone was delayed in the middle of the preparation, and if it was delayed, it would be the end of the term, making it even more difficult to get people together.Fortunately, "Randian" is affiliated with the Youth League Committee with sufficient funds, and there is a lot of room for team building options. Like Zhou Xin and his juniors, they have played at the party and the surrounding islands in the past two years. This year, they want to play something while taking care of Everyone, and they haven't been there, it's a little hard to make up their minds.

Zhou Xin actively rolled up a roll of newspapers as a microphone, asking everyone what they thought in turn.

Zhong Jurui is actually quite indifferent.Last year on the island trip, he just took a few group photos with him, but he didn't leave much impression

—He is a rather boring person at heart.

Most of the members' proposals were rejected, either because of the inconvenient transportation or because they sounded boring.Yu Yiyuan from the topic selection department had a flash of inspiration and said that it is better to go to the suburban outdoor hot springs. The place has just been developed, and it is the off-season recently, so it is easy to book a room. She clicked on the travel website to search for hot spring resorts, and was a little surprised to say that there are open-air hot springs there. Barbecue and water sports, everyone has no opinion now, and it was approved by unanimous vote.The follow-up arrangements will wait for the editor-in-chief to contact the resort and others, and the members will leave the meeting noisily.

Zhong Jurui saw that Pei Xu had also left with a large group of people, so he didn't intend to move, took out his computer, and prepared to do his final project. Before he had read two lines of the homework guideline, the door creaked, and Pei Xu Shi Shiran came in again.

Zhong Jurui wondered whether he should close his notebook and leave.If you don't go, it will be embarrassing if you go.

However, Pei Xu didn't look sideways, and went straight to the beanbag sofa as if he didn't see him, lay down lazily, and took out a book of poetry from the bottom shelf of the bookcase next to him.

Zhongju Rui sat stiffly.There was no operation for a long time, the computer screen saver was activated, and a bubble slowly floated from the upper left corner to the lower right corner of the screen.

Pei Xu was very contented, the only sound in the activity room was the sound of pages being turned.

Zhong Jurui thought irritably, why am I the only one here scratching my heart with my claws, what does he look like?