Bioelectricity

How could I have forgotten that City C Sports College, which is only two or three streets away from University C, is the number one sports college in this province and even in the whole country.

I quickened my pace and breathed heavily, trying to cool down my face in this way, but behind me there was a rush of footsteps chasing me.

"Hey! Classmate, wait, classmate!"

I was stunned for two seconds when I heard the sound, and looked up at the person, and sure enough, I saw He Jie strode in front of me, and then he said:

"Well, is it convenient for Fang to add a WeChat account? I...my friend wants it." After speaking, he scratched his hair a little at a loss.

"You...friend?" I looked back in disbelief at the group of people who were a few steps away, and saw that the girl delivering oranges hid behind the other two the moment I turned my head.

"Uh, if it's inconvenient...forget it." He Jie was obviously a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, let's add." I don't know if it's because the weather is too cold or because I'm too unlovable at the moment, I took out my phone with stiff fingers, pulled out my WeChat QR code, and handed it to him.

In fact, I was still lucky. What if He Jie used his friend as a cover, but he actually wanted my contact information?

But after thinking about it, if ordinary students just want to get to know each other, it should be more natural when adding WeChat, and there is no need to make excuses at all.

Moreover, I saw He Jie's eyes brighten, as if he was relieved, and then took out a mobile phone from his pocket, with a pair of pink, fluffy rabbit ears on the shell.

"Thank you." He happily scanned the QR code, thanked him politely, returned to his team after saying goodbye, and returned the phone to the girl.

All of them showed indescribable smiles.

Some time ago in the library, I was always struggling to find all reasonable and natural opportunities to dangle in front of him. Not only did I not attract his attention, but I also dangled into the eyes of others.

I really don't know if I should be ashamed of losing my dignity as a gay, or happy to be recognized as a man's charm.

No wonder I was so enthusiastic to help me carry the boxes before, and I couldn't stop it.

When I left school, I took out my phone again, and sure enough, a red number appeared in the address book column of WeChat: "New friend" mascot.

In this way, I broke into his circle of friends unexpectedly, and at the same time, I understood with depression and sadness that he didn't care about me at all.