【Steel Refining Flame Steel】How to make the person I like also like me

It was 7pm on Sunday night, 12 hours before waking up for work the next day, 5 hours before going to bed tonight, and 1 minute before Edward blew himself up in place.

All human success or failure is caused by desire and curiosity: what is love?What kind of feeling does it come upon you?Where is the boundary between love and liking?I think he is very nice and charming, and I can’t help but want to know what it’s like to get closer—this series of question marks are hanging in the night sky at this moment, crowded like balloons on the roof of a birthday party, twitching They bumped and bumped, and chirped and asked, but none of them could get into the heart of a certain golden-haired boy at this moment.

At that time, Ed was walking unsteadily towards his apartment on the fourth floor, with disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, staggering steps, holding the can of grapefruit juice in his hands stiffly, like a man who had just been beaten by someone on the street. The fugitive who shot at the heart, attracted the uncle at the door to stick his head out and stare, asking repeatedly, "Hey, the little dwarf on the fourth floor, are you okay?"

There is something, of course there is something, there are so many things that my body is about to explode, Ed opened the door and thought.This pile of emotions accumulates into a turbulent river, which makes people involuntary, unable to distinguish, and unable to break free. Only the life-saving straw that is clenched in the hand is extremely urgent in the turbulent thoughts: I want to get the ancient world of Mustang. everything of.

His voice, his smiling expression, his fingers drinking wine, his back view of cutting apples...there is an unknown unknown ahead, perhaps mixed with invisible crises, but the desire is here, people can't help but want to explore After all—Ed was a hopeless scientist.

It is worth noting that Edward had a serious prejudice against love before, and the part that made him despise the most was the stage where men and women tried each other but refused to go straight after the sparks were sparked.This kind of thinking mode not only perfectly fulfilled Edward's 17 years of lonely life, but also successfully made him a role similar to the love plague in the eyes of those around him, and paid a heavy price for it.The most typical example was in the summer a few years ago, when Ed and Al were still in summer school at the university, Wen Li came to play with them one day after the summer vacation.It wasn't a big deal at first—after all, she came here every other day—what was going to kill her was that she didn't know which nerve was wrong in her head, and she suddenly fell in love with one of Ed's classmates at first sight.Ed still remembers him as a boy on the school football team, and he naturally disdains the glorious football team players who have won countless honors for the school because of his old prejudice of "dumb big guys".

"You are obviously jealous of their height." Al said at that time.

"Fart," Ed said at the time, "it's obvious that they are too tall. Our skippers are relatively small, not to mention they are obviously beyond the average height of normal males in this age group." After finishing speaking, Al smiled Looking around, Ed decided to make amends to his up-and-down brother, "Al, the last time I walked past the football field with you, you looked like a seal pup passing through a sea lion pride next to them."

Al was offended immediately, "You look like a little penguin running through a pack of seals."

In short, Wen Li likes being tall.In order to break the curse of Ed's "3-minute popularity anyway", Wen Li launched a fierce attack, which lasted for nearly two weeks. During that time, he didn’t even run to school wearing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt as usual, but dressed up so carefully that even Ed could tell.

"Wen Li," Ed said curiously, "you have a lot of fly feet on your eyelids."

He nearly died in the aisle.

Almost, but not yet.What really put Ed's life on the line was that when Wen Li planned to invite that stupid big guy to the little party of their little ones, Ed was puzzled why they fell in love—and it was a stupid big guy Falling in love with a silly woman—it's even more troublesome.After arguing with Wen Li to no avail, he angrily picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to that person in front of Wen Li: I like you, please date me. —A friend of Ed's

Wen Li screamed and vowed that if there was any mishap, she would use Ed's right hand to sacrifice to heaven, but after sending it, she suddenly turned into a little girl, squatting on the side with a blushing face, waiting for a reply.

After a while, the reply came, saying: I have liked you for a long time, Al!

It can only be said that fortunately Alphonse himself did not know about it, otherwise Ed's left leg would have been sacrificed.

Thinking about it, Al actually has much more experience in this area than he does as an older brother. He has received love letters, and has gone out to play with people, in groups or alone. Taste--I really can't keep my younger brother who was brought up, and when I reason with myself, I still keep doing one thing after another.

"Brother, you just don't understand people's hearts." He sighed.

Ed tried his best to cover up his guilty conscience with an unconvinced expression, "Why does it take so long to calculate the matter of 1+1=2?"

Al had a caring expression on his face.

"Well, if I want to get one part of ferrous chloride and two parts of ferric chloride, I need only one part of ferric oxide and eight parts of hydrochloric acid—easy for anyone who knows the formula. But suppose, I just don't know the formula in front of me..."

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Don't interrupt me yet. Even if you put ten parts of sulfuric acid and twenty parts of copper oxide on the left side of the formula, you won't get ferrous chloride and ferric chloride."

"...So, it's just 'don't know' the formula, and 'don't know' whether putting so much on the left side of the formula can get the right side."

"Yes, it's 'don't know'."

Now, one word becomes a prophecy, and one reaps the fruit.

The emotions of "like" and "want" are overflowing, but the outlet for release is filled with the words "don't know" and nothing is achieved.How much does the other party know about their own heart?How much does the other party like him?How much and what should be put on the left side of the formula in order to get the other party's sincerity on the right side?

In the night, Ed sat on the floor of the entrance without turning on the light.He hugged his knees, lowered his head, and in a daze, hugged a bottle of warm grapefruit juice in his arms—God knows how Roy would know, God knows how Roy would remember, and God knows how much he likes him right now.

Helpless, out of touch with the times for thousands of years, he finally decided to seek the help of the masses.Maybe nothing will be gained, and it will probably be embarrassing, but at least say something to vent my feelings that are about to burst at the moment, but at least... my feelings can gain some understanding and empathy.

>>【Help】How to make the person I like also like me? ?

Later, Ed reflected that the beginning of the whole thing was too insulting to the family.At that time, he was completely blinded by the idiot's heart, so he posted this kind of post in the public forum with such a loss of personal dignity, and he chatted with netizens chatting nonsense along the way. I forgot that I still have a mutual friend on this account, that is, the one who is currently looking at my phone, and from time to time raises her head gloatingly and smiles obscenely at herself with squinting eyes.

"Isn't it the anchor who came to the exhibition last time? He looks very good." Lin sat back at his desk while watching, raised his eyes to see Ed's pale face, and returned the phone with a smirk, " I wonder why you, who don't like to join in the fun, will hang out with the people from the TV station on Friday, so it turned out that Han was gone."

Ed patted his forehead with one hand, refusing to say a word to the person opposite him.

I didn't want the boy's autistic appearance to turn up the interest of the person opposite.Lin immediately said, "Why don't you talk? Why, the uncooked rice has already been cooked, right?"

"No!!"

"That's right, I know you're cowardly."

"Fart," Ed pointed, "I haven't known you for long, okay! Do you think I'm as immoral as you?"

"Thank you, who is the person who 'knew you not long ago' who has been on the evening news for nearly a week now?"

"Ah, ah, you are so annoying! You can't even remember cleaning the bathroom that day, why can you remember such things so firmly!"

"Hey, it must be your turn to sweep that time, okay?"

In the middle of losing his temper, Ed suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly tugged at the other party's sleeve, "Hey, who is going after who first, you or your guy?"

Hearing this, the thick-skinned man even showed a bit embarrassed look.

"Naturally... Anyway..."

"Naturally?" Ed tilted his head suspiciously, "Does it really work?"

Lin Wang looked around and looked at the ceiling, and pulled his sleeves calmly, "Maybe the other party will come to the door by himself."

At that time, Lin said this probably out of the urgency to change the subject in a hurry, and it really sounded very perfunctory.However, this time, the mysterious oriental sorcery miraculously reappeared, because before Ed could figure out the specific plan for increasing favorability, Mustangu came to Ed by himself, although the reason for finding it was different from any The sense of romance are far apart.

In fact, the subject of the text message he sent without warning was not even a human language, but the address of a large home shopping mall near the research institute and the address of Mustangu's own home.The human words are attached under the PS:

PS. Hi.I couldn't get out at noon, and the store was closed when I got off work.Help me go there to get something during my lunch break, and send it to my house directly after get off work. The key is in the crack of the door frame in the lower left corner.I will mail you the proof of pickup.

PPS. I was going to pick up these things last weekend, but what the hell...

The full text is in an imperative style, without even a "thank you" or "please", which shows that the person concerned is quite confident in the reasons he insinuated in the PPS and Ed's temper.What's even more hateful is that this self-confidence is justified, and Ed was so angry that he lost all emotions on the spot, and replied with the word "scroll".

That being said, Ed passed away after all—on the one hand, it was due to the sincere apology that the other party took care of his two days off; The important thing is that today's lunch break is very, very long for some reason, as if I can't finish it without going for a walk.In short, Ed persuaded himself to take a walk to digest food after eating, and took advantage of the lunch break to go around to the mall behind.

Seeing the tone of Mustangu's text message, Ed thought he was just taking a small object like a clock or a kettle back home. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the store, the storekeeper pointed at a solid wooden chair and a box with unknown reptiles inside. The terrarium weighs as much as Ed himself.And the ending is that Ed endured the double torment of being overwhelmed physically and scolding mothers psychologically along the way, and he went back with a chair on his back and a terrarium in his arms under the crowd of passers-by.

Carrying so many things back to the office belched nearly a third of Edward's precious life, and he was so annoyed that he threw the deadly heavy chair and the box of reptiles to the last row of the office for disposal. In the middle of the biological specimens of the latter, the corpses of the latter's kind soaked in formalin were hung all around.However, even though Ed had tried his best to keep a low profile, the two piles of items hoarded at the back almost immediately attracted the attention of the entire office staff who had nothing to do because they had no due.Throughout the afternoon, the researchers in the laboratory cast curious and impatient glances at Ed's terrarium from time to time, and from time to time they cast this gaze on Ed who had been hypnotizing himself as a zombie with no senses for advice.Finally, when Ed went downstairs to get the materials, they finally couldn't help but start.When Ed came back with the folder in his arms, he saw a circle of onlookers around the specimen shelf, pointing and discussing enthusiastically from time to time, and almost pointing the country with a handful of melon seeds.

"It's a salamander." Zhang Mei from the biological laboratory downstairs said.

But all this is not the most hateful.What made Ed's anger peak that day was the fact that he had just put Mustangu's chair and lizard on the floor of his house before that idiot stepped into his house.At that time Ed had just thrown the lizard on the table and sat back on the wooden chair exhausted to catch his breath, when he heard the sound of the door being pushed behind him.The boy suddenly felt anger rushing to his forehead like a volcanic eruption.

"Damn, are you kidding me!!?"

Unexpectedly, Fang who got angry didn't care.

"I didn't expect to come back so early today. After all, it takes five or six hours to interview children and it's impossible to get it done." Mustangu ignored Edward who was standing beside him breathing fire, and said, taking care of himself. He took off his jacket, "Today's interview went incredibly smoothly, as expected of a gifted child."

Ed didn't care so much, "I don't believe it, you are just..."

Mustangu said, "Don't believe it. You will be able to see it on TV tonight. Selim Bradley, the elementary school student who won the National Mathematical Olympiad champion a while ago. The audience sat upright with smiles and fluent answers. Parents are also very friendly." After that, he clicked twice in a coordinated tone, which made Ed even more angry.

"Why are you so embarrassed to let me go? Do you know how heavy this chair is?" Ed gritted his teeth, "I was almost out of breath carrying it all the way here. And what kind of salamander, this one is carrying a terrarium When I went through the security check of the subway, the security guard almost refused to let me through the door. Fortunately, you went home easily by yourself, and I will bear all the crimes alone..."

"Have you recovered from your cold?" Mustangu said coldly.

Ed's anger faded instantly.

"None of your business." Ed looked away, "I'm going home."

"Hey, don't be angry."

He spoke as soon as he spoke, but Mustangu's hand went around and pressed Edward's shoulder calmly.Ed thought to himself that perhaps, as he said at the beginning, he knew that Ed liked him a long time ago, so he dared to act so recklessly.Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to plan so well for Ed's anger and anger, making himself furious one second, and whispering in his ear the next second, like comforting a kitten.

"Our unit issued two movie tickets," he said, "come with me on weekends."

TBC