Secret Love · Orange Raw Huainan

Chapter 23 Luo Zhi, Come on

Luo Zhi was playing with her phone, the screen had already gone dark, and she could still vaguely see the text message.

The first thing that crossed my mind was, yes, of course I was angry, very angry, angry for a long time, didn't you see it for three weeks?What to wear?

In the second moment, I felt that this text message seemed very intimate.a little happy.

In the third moment, it was a bit sad to be played by others.Sheng Huainan is not a dull person, he is so smart, he will not find out that she is angry three weeks later, he is so knowingly asking.

A woman's heart really turns back and forth.

She was in a daze when Sheng Huainan's phone call came in directly.

"Is that why you skipped class?"

"Don't you think I just went to the bathroom with my schoolbag?"

"Just now the teaching assistant called again."

"Impossible, he's not mentally ill, although he did seem mentally retarded when he laughed just now."

"Hehe, yes, I can't lie to you."

Then nothing.

She leaned on the table and enjoyed the silence that made Sheng Huainan helpless, as if she had finally avenged the awkwardness in the coffee shop when she first met.

"I'm sorry." Sheng Huainan's voice was calm.

She was so calm that she was embarrassed by her meticulous thoughts and high self-esteem.

"Oh? Why are you sorry this time?" Luo Zhi put her ear close to the receiver.

"I don't know either." He laughed a little awkwardly.

Luo Zhi let out a breath slowly.She was tired of pulling.

"Okay. I forgive you."

Sheng Huainan was silent for a while.

"Can I see you? I also skipped class."

"Where's Zhang Mingrui?"

"Probably writing a program."

"it is good."

"It's eleven o'clock, please have lunch to make up for the last meal."

"it is good."

"Can you wait for me? I want to send the computer back to the dormitory."

"it is good."

Luo Zhi leaned against the table, the corner of her eyes was on the desk calendar beside the table.

Today is February 11.

It turned out to be November 11th.

four years ago.Luo Zhi opened her mouth wide in disbelief.

Her first diary entry was written on November 11th. Because she starts from this page every time she browses, she can almost recite the first paragraph completely.

The weather is fine on November 11

The results of all subjects of the mid-term exam were finally announced, and the final score was for English instead of Chinese.I went back to class with the papers in my arms, and when I passed the language office, the head teacher suddenly stuck out his head and called me, saying, Luo Zhi, come here.

Luo Zhi, come here.

Luo Zhi closed her eyes.Really four years.

She used to follow behind him with such humble and careful eyes, although she was actually a good and proud girl—at least in her own circle.

How many times has she climbed up to the top floor to read "New Concept 4", just because their English teacher played tricks on him and forced him to recite the new concept text.

She once kept a diary with only one subject.Walking into the classroom after him every day, she made so many meaningless repetitive descriptions, portraying his back word by word, shuttling in the corridor divided into equidistant light and shadow areas by the morning light, and also in her Eye sockets trembled slightly.

She once accidentally walked in front of him, so she slowed down, hoping that he could walk in front of her.However, the moment he really passed her, his heart felt like being plunged into cold water suddenly—his peaceful demeanor, confident and persistent temperament deeply mocked her at the moment when he was in the wrong body.

The embarrassed and cautious her.

Luo Zhi opened her eyes, she should be worthy of these four years.

In fact, from the first time she rushed to the supermarket door to rescue him, she had been expecting "what will happen", or she had always been expecting, but that time she finally took action to give herself a chance .Facts have proved that several chance encounters gave her a chance to get close, she didn't avoid it, and went straight ahead, but she didn't know how she actually behaved.

She just thought that with this approaching slowly, he might...

will like her.

In fact, she is still confident.Although she once looked at his back humbly, she never doubted that she was worthy of being loved.

But Luo Zhi never thought that maybe in his eyes, she was nothing special.Even if her every move is trying to be special.

In many conversations, if the other party is not him, she will probably smile silently and avoid any possible trouble.But facing him, she tried her best to speak eloquently, and tried her best to make him smile knowingly when he heard her words.

Luo Zhi tried her best to advise herself not to show off anything deliberately, but this love made it impossible for her to "be herself" easily.And he does have the ability to make her so discouraged that she swears to give up, and he can also drain all the confidence she has accumulated with just a text message.What she does, how she does it, what she says, how she says it, what she thinks, how she thinks...all are led by his every move, whether it was four years ago when there was no interaction, or today.

She can't be the master.She also really wanted not to ignore him on purpose, not to pay attention to him on purpose, not to be indifferent on purpose, not to be enthusiastic on purpose, not to be witty on purpose, not to be calm on purpose - but she couldn't be herself.

This is love.If love can't pull a person out of shape, then its magic power is too small.

Courage returned to the body.

Now that this is the case, why not try to "perform" once.

"Luo Zhi, come on." She said softly.

Belle sat up suddenly.Luo Zhi was startled and stared straight at the upper bunk.

"Are you in bed?"

"Yeah, which weekend didn't I sleep until the afternoon?"

"Scared me."

"I heard it all, the phone call, and that sentence: Come on, Luo Zhi!!!"

Belle's face was a little swollen, but her expression was happy.

Luo Zhi originally wanted to say something to her to relieve her embarrassment, but after thinking for a long time, she was at a loss for words.

"He...he sent a text message, I'm going downstairs." She hurriedly picked up her bag.

Belle nodded, and suddenly smiled again.

"Luo Zhi."

"Ok?"

"come on."

Luo Zhi had a sore nose, and the tears she had accumulated for a long time dripped on the back of her hand.She nodded, even though Belle couldn't see it.

(End of this chapter)