Boyfriend is mentally ill

On the flat concrete floor, a palm-sized, strangely shaped paper object lay quietly.

The place where his chest was hit was still numb, Meng Fusheng was sure that this little thing lying on the ground was definitely more than just a piece of paper.

He turned his head and looked in the direction from which the unknown object was flying.

Jiang Xiaofeng shrank his head as soon as he got the blow, hugged his small backpack tightly, and activated a semi-invisible skill in his brain (which didn't really exist) that could only last half a minute. Crime scene.

With his attack power and aim, he was sure that the attack just now would definitely produce a critical strike, and it was accompanied by a stun and continuous blood loss effect, which was enough to take the life of a scumbag.Although the temptation to watch the scumbag die with his own eyes is very strong, as a little squishy who completely gave up defense in pursuit of high attack and high agility, in order to avoid the fate of being revived and killed by the scumbag in place, it is best to go For the sake of calculation.

After all, the flower bed plants were swaying, and a forgiving little boy was moving sideways.

Meng Fusheng: "..."

There was doubt in his eyes.

Although Jiang Xiaofeng dressed himself up like a walking forgive grass and hid in the flower bed for some reason, but with his excellent eyesight and memory, he passed the gauze that had not been completely removed from Jiang Xiaofeng's head in the first time, and The rare soft and fluffy natural curl locked onto his figure and recognized his identity.

It was the junior who was hit by the billboard that day.

Why is he here?what is he doing

Seeing that the junior was about to get out of the flower bed, he quickly bent down to pick up the unknown object on the ground, walked over, leaned over and handed the unknown object to Jiang Xiaofeng: "Student, are you looking for this?"

Jiang Xiaofeng: "!!!"

He looked at the hand stretched out in front of him in disbelief, and then looked up at the owner of the hand, his mouth slightly opened, and his emotions faintly collapsed.

not dead?

The scumbag is still alive? ?It takes 30 seconds for the character to stand on the spot after death, which will never come!

how so?He was definitely a critical hit just now!Also, he is now driving semi-invisible, and has made a camouflage, covered by objects, the scumbag should not be able to see him!Is there a bug in this broken game?

But if there is a bug, it shouldn't be... bad!

His expression changed.

I almost forgot, these days he has been troubled by continuous blood loss and weak debuffs. In a weak state, semi-invisibility may be invalid!Moreover, since the scumbag was killed and transferred to the server, he must have been prepared for assassination, and he would no longer be so easily killed by a single move.

Miscalculated.

He hugged his backpack tightly and turned his mind quickly.

Do you want to just expose it in front of the scumbag?But he is a little squishy, ​​and when he can't kill with one blow, if he faces a prepared scumbag head-on, wouldn't that be revenge or counter-delivery?

No, no.He managed to catch this scumbag, and he must never be bullied by him again.It is also impossible to expose, he has been deceived and suffered, but he has not returned to the scumbag one by one!

Hold on, don't panic.

Just now he was a sneak attack, and he used a (non-existent) prop to obscure the attack information. The scumbag may not be sure that it was him who attacked, and there is still a chance.

He thought of the scumbag's habit of pretending to be a good person in front of strangers, and instantly made a decision—let the scumbag think that someone else was sneaking up just now, and he was just an innocent person passing by.

He adjusted his expression, stood up as if nothing had happened, pushed Meng Fusheng's hand away, and said, "Senior, you have found the wrong person, this is not mine."

Meng Fusheng watched his expression change from "shocked like a puppy" to "calm like an old dog" in seconds, a little confused, and asked in confirmation, "It's not yours?" But he was the only one behind the flower bed.

"No." Jiang Xiaofeng resolutely walked around him and retreated without a trace, "Senior, I still have class, goodbye!" After finishing speaking, he immediately ran away.

Jiang Xiaofeng's frame is thinner than that of ordinary boys, and he moves like a slippery fish. Meng Fusheng only had time to say "wait", and Jiang Xiaofeng had already turned a corner and darted into another flower bed, before disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Runs pretty fast.

Meng Fusheng looked down at the unknown object in his hand, pinched it, and found that it seemed to be wrapped in something, then glanced at the direction Jiang Xiaofeng left, and moved his fingers to tear the paper apart.

A piece of chocolate that was obviously manually cut was exposed. The shape of the chocolate was very strange, like a heart that had lost weight too much, and it was too angular.Probably because the paper on the outside of the bread is relatively thick, so it didn't break after being dropped.

Meng Fusheng's fingers froze, and an incredible guess appeared in his mind.

He took the chocolate away and found a line of blood-red words printed on the inside of the paper.

[If you have ⒈⒈, you can go to 婆d'模 to have a look~ You will shed tears]

Meng Fusheng: "???"

what is this?

"If one day, you can visit my heart, you will definitely cry..."

Hearing the sound, Meng Fusheng quickly covered the paper and looked behind him.

Jiang Li and the little assistant came over at some point and were standing behind him. Looking from their position, they could just see the content on the paper.

Xiaozhu realized that he had accidentally read out what he had seen secretly, and his face flushed, and he whispered sorry to Meng Fusheng, and hid behind Jiang Li.

Jiang Li: "..." Teammate Pig!

She looked at Meng Fusheng in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I saw your **."

Meng Fusheng didn't answer. He wrapped the chocolate in paper and put it in his pants pocket. He naturally changed the topic: "It's getting late, where is the interview? I can start anytime."

……

[On X, X, 201X, sunny, the assassination failed, the darts didn’t seem to work on the scumbag, maybe there was a bug in the game, maybe the scumbag got some special props or equipment, in short, things got a little tricky ,]

Jiang Xiaofeng paused while typing here, recalling the picture of the scumbag holding the dart as if nothing had happened, his expression became more serious, with unwillingness in his eyes.

[I will not give up, I will try again, if the scumbag is really immune to darts, then I will find other ways to get revenge. 】

Turning off the memo, he quickly finished the dinner brought by his roommate, took out the borrowed class notes and copied PPT, and started to catch up on the lessons that had been missed in the past few days.

The WeChat notification sounded suddenly, and the big cat's news jumped out.

Big Cat: What are you doing?

Jiang Xiaofeng stopped writing, glanced at the notes, and picked up his phone to reply to the message.

Feng Xiao: Brush up on daily routines.

big cat:? ? ?Liar, you are obviously not online.

Big Cat: Oh, by the way, I forgot that you chased the scumbag to the new server.Did you buy an account over there, or did you just practice the trumpet?Can I lend you my number?

Practicing the trumpet?

Jiang Xiaofeng's eyes lit up.

That's right, why did he forget that he can build a trumpet, pretend to be a novice to approach the scumbag, and deceive the scumbag like the scumbag lied to him back then!Then, after gaining the trust of the scumbag, he stabbed him severely!Play him, laugh at him, humiliate him!

The highest level of revenge is to treat the person in the same way as the person. What's the point of killing someone? He wants to kill his heart!

Big Cat: Where are people?By the way, I just told the group leader that I will leave it to you to go to the new server to hunt down Yimeng Fusheng, so you can do it without worry, if you have any difficulties, you can find me.

Jiang Xiaofeng came back to his senses and typed excitedly: Good brother!

Big Cat: What's the relationship between us, you're welcome!

Feng Xiao: Wait for my triumphant return!

Big Cat: A certain problem!

Jiang Xiaofeng proudly put down his phone, looked forward to the bright future of cheating and torturing scumbags to death, picked up a pen, and began to frantically scan his daily life!

……

That night, a post titled "Shocking! Meng Fusheng, the male god of the Department of Economics and Management, was given a love letter by a boy in public! He accepted it! He accepted it! He actually accepted it!" appeared on the gossip section of the campus forum of University A, and was quickly circulated. Topped the homepage.

Wei Wei paused while brushing the forum, looked at Meng Fusheng who had come out of the bathroom, and asked, "It was said on the forum that a boy handed you a love letter, but you still accepted it, is it true or not?"

"forum?"

Meng Fusheng turned around and asked, "What post?"

Wei Wei directly turned on the phone screen for him to see.He didn't click on the post, so only the title of the post was visible on the screen.

Meng Fusheng glanced at it, clicked on the post, and briefly looked through the main building and the reply from the landlord. He saw that there was nothing very detailed about it. It should be that some students who happened to pass by the administrative building saw the interaction between him and Jiang Xiaofeng, and they diverged a little. Think for a moment.

Although this direction of divergence is correct.

Thinking of the naturally curly and forgiving elementary school boy, Meng Fusheng wanted to laugh a little, got up and said, "Don't listen to the nonsense of these people on the forum."

But it didn't explain what the "love letter" mentioned in the post was.

This is the wrong response.

Wei Wei glanced at him, responded, and asked again: "Sleep in the dormitory tonight?"

"No." Meng Fusheng stuffed the book into his backpack and waved his hand, "Let's go, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Seeing Meng Fusheng's figure disappear behind the bedroom door, Wei Wei tapped the screen of his phone, looked at the post, and sighed, feeling that he was a little nervous, so he threw the phone away.

……

After Jiang Xiaofeng finished his routine and took a shower, he suddenly felt a little hungry. Seeing that it was still early, he picked up his mobile phone and strolled to the college supermarket.

University A is very large, and there are more than [-] student apartments scattered around the south and west sides of the school. There is only a relatively small daily necessities supermarket near the No. [-] dormitory building where Jiang Xiaofeng lives, and there is nothing delicious in it. So he took a detour to a large supermarket closer to the center of the campus.

When he came out after shopping, he raised his head casually, and found that the figure of someone in front of him was somewhat familiar, so he hurriedly moved closer and carefully looked up and down several times under the dim light of the street lamp. Forming a plan, he walked around the small trees on the side of the road and approached, nimbly picked the phone out of the phone case with his fingers, took out the small "dart" in the case for emergency, aimed at the scumbag's calf and threw it over.

The "dart" hit the target, Meng Fusheng stopped in doubt and looked back.

Jiang Xiaofeng immediately turned around and ran away. Before Meng Fusheng could react, he turned out at a place that was definitely beyond the attack range, followed a couple who came out of the supermarket, and walked towards Meng Fusheng pretending to be passers-by.

Meng Fusheng picked up the white unknown object on the ground, looked at its familiar shape and folding method, looked around, and found Jiang Xiaofeng.

So this is...

While walking, Jiang Xiaofeng observed Meng Fusheng's condition without any trace. Seeing that his complexion was rosy, his expression was calm, and he moved freely. He seemed not to have been hurt by the darts at all. Floating life.

The situation is really serious. The scumbag is actually immune to damage from his darts. It seems that the matter of building a trumpet must be hurry up.

Holding the second "Love Letter" received today, Meng Fusheng looked at him pretending to be passing by, but couldn't help peeking at his elementary school brother. It was funny and helpless, he sighed, and called: "Student."

Jiang Xiaofeng's body froze, and countless "I've been exposed again" bullet screens flashed through his mind, but he tried his best to pretend to be an ordinary passerby who was suddenly stopped by a stranger, and asked suspiciously: "Senior, are you calling me? "

Meng Fusheng softened his tone a bit, and his words were very cautious: "Yes, I just picked up this—"

Jiang Xiaofeng decisively interrupted him: "The people nowadays are really, why are they so unqualified, they actually litter!" After finishing speaking, he took one or two steps back without a trace, and left quickly from a safe distance, "The lights in the dormitory are going to be turned off, senior I'm leaving first, goodbye!"

Meng Fusheng hurriedly stopped him: "Wait..."

History repeated itself, Meng Fusheng watched Jiang Xiaofeng disappear like a fish into the sparse crowd, opened his mouth, then closed it, glanced at the love letter in his hand, avoided the eyes of passing students, and put it away.

……

In the middle of the night, Meng Fusheng returned to his study after taking a shower, and tidied up the books he had read before. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the two rough "heart hearts" placed under the desk lamp, reached out and picked up the smaller one, and took it apart. .

This time, there is no chocolate wrapped in the paper, and there is no printed word on it, only a cute little man is drawn in the corner. The little man is wearing overalls and small leather shoes, holding a big love heart, and pads his feet carefully. Handing it out.

Meng Fusheng laughed.

It is obvious that it takes courage to send a love letter, but the content of the love letter is so reserved, it really makes people don't know what to say.

He touched the little man, and remembered Jiang Xiaofeng's puppy-like black and wet eyes. He accidentally opened the big black heart, picked up the chocolate inside, and broke a small piece into his mouth.

The coincidence is very bitter and has a strange smell. It is not delicious, it may be contaminated by paper.

He frowned, and stretched out his hand holding the chocolate over the trash can, paused, and then retracted it.

Forget it, after all, it's the junior's wish, if you don't eat it, you can't be so bad, let's find a chance to make it clear to the junior, and return the chocolate to him.

The junior is cute, but he is a straight man, so he can't give the junior the response he wants.

The author has something to say: Meng Fusheng: I am a straight man.

Jiang Xiaofeng: What a coincidence, me too.

Author: No, you can't be.

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