[Network Matching] Just want to sleep in February Red

Luo Yang complained hard in his heart, but still rode his bike to school to pick up the courier in a good mood.

Mystery gift sounds great ╮(╯▽╰)╭

There are only a dozen days until the Chinese New Year. This is a university town area. There are no students during the holidays, and the shops on the roadside are closed early.

After leaving the rental community, there were not many pedestrians along the way.I probably know that spring is coming, and the cold winter wind is blowing desperately for no money, as if I want to make up for what I haven't blown this year in these few days.

Luo Yang controlled the handle with one hand, and pulled his coat and hat that were about to be blown off with the other, struggling tenaciously in the retrograde wind, suffering unspeakably.

If the package was smaller, it would be easy to carry, but if it was a little bigger, it would be this horrible weather again... Luo Yang didn't dare to think about it.

The original ten-minute journey took nearly half an hour today. Luo Yang couldn't find a place to park in the wind, so he had to push the car to the school's courier agency, while silently ordering a winter windy one for the uncle at the school gate. Thumbs up.

The agent was in the room, and Luo Yang finally freed up his hands to straighten his long hair that was blown by the wind. He raised his hands to tie the hair again, and walked in: "0072, Luo Yang... it might be a Paper Luoyang".

He walked around and found that besides the agent of the courier company, there was also a student-like person standing there.

The man heard him speak and was looking back at him with a strange look on his face.

Luo Yang touched his face in confusion, it was smooth, soft and elastic, there was nothing wrong with it, so he turned his head and said, "It should be just a piece of Luoyang."

The man glanced at him, and said in his heart: It should be a piece of Luoyang.

The little brother at the agency found his courier, it was a big one, and asked him with a smile: "The code is still used, and it was sent by a netizen, right?"

Luo Yang hummed, staring at the parcel box in his arms in a daze.

How do I take this back home!

What is such a big one around! ! !

"Do you need my help?" A clear and pleasant voice reminded Luo Yang like a savior.

Luo Yang was worrying about how to take his things back, when he heard that someone wanted to help, he immediately nodded his head several times, and after nodding, he realized that the owner of this voice, he seemed... did not know him.

"Hmm..." Luo Yang looked at the man with some embarrassment, "If it's inconvenient..."

"It's okay, senior." The man smiled and reached out to take the things in his arms, "My name is Hong Li, and I am a freshman this year."

Luo Yang is 1.8 meters tall, which is not considered low among boys, but Hong Li is obviously taller than him, so he easily took things from his arms.

Freshman is so tall, Luo Yang, who drinks milk every day, expresses his sadness.

"Well, how do you know I'm your senior... and what about your things?"

Because I just attended the party to congratulate you on your successful postgraduate entrance examination yesterday.

"I'm here to send something." Hong Li walked out with the things in his arms.

Luo Yang followed behind him: "Is it mailed home?"

After asking, he wanted to slap his mouth hard, what are these questions!He was a stranger to his junior, and when they met for the first time, they talked at home, Luo Yang was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Before he could come up with a result, Hong Li, who was walking in front, mumbled and changed the topic: "Senior, where are we going?"

Luo Yang hurriedly took a step forward to lead him the way: "I live outside alone, let's push the cart first."

Luo Yang took the bike and walked over, he was riding a racing car, there was no front basket and no rear seat, so he couldn't take things with him, let alone take anyone with him.

Hong Li understood at a glance: "Where does the senior live? I'll help you send it back."

Luo Yang was moved to tears by the caring elementary school boy, and waved his little hand: "What do you call me senior, it's too natural, just call me Luo Yang."

However, he forgot that the two had known each other for less than 10 minutes.

"Luo Yang." Hong Li read his name again, "Which Yang?"

"Emperor Yang of Sui Yang." Luo Yang from the Department of History said that he didn't care that his name was related to a subjugated king.

"Emperor Sui Yang was a very dedicated person." Hong Li praised his introduction.

"Huh? You know?" Luo Yang was a little surprised. For most people, Emperor Sui Yang was a subjugated tyrant who existed in middle school history textbooks and was only introduced in a few words. Few people knew about it. Empress Xiao's love and tenderness.

"I'm from the history department, of course I know."

"Eh? Department of history? Then you are my direct student. If you don't understand anything in the future, just ask me."

"Okay, thank you senior Luo Yang." Hong Li smiled happily, "Does senior like people like Emperor Sui Yang very much?"

Seeing that he still called him senior, Luo Yang didn't correct him again, and replied: "Well, don't laugh at me when you say it... Actually, I prefer a character in the novel like this kind of infatuated character."

"Ok?"

"The prequel of "Tomb Raiders Notes", Er Yuehong in "Old Nine Gates"."

Speaking of Er Yuehong, Luo Yang thought of the rookie who molested him yesterday. Speaking of which, the voice of this junior Hong Li seemed a bit familiar...

"Hong Li, do you listen to radio dramas?"

"Radio drama? Listen."

Luo Yang's heart skipped a beat, sure enough, Hongli, Eryuehong...

But the man quickly said: "I've always wanted to try matching, but unfortunately I'm too busy and don't have time..."

It sounded like it was just listening to the drama, Luo Yang felt relieved again.

"Just now when you picked up the courier, you said that your name is Yizhi Luoyang..."

The heart that had just fallen hung high again.

"Could it be that senior Luo Yang is some CV master?"

Boy, you are telling the truth.

But judging from his tone, it seemed that he didn't know him.Thinking about it, due to some unspeakable personal reasons, most of the dramas I acted in were pornographic dramas, and most boys would not listen to them.

So Luo Yang was completely relieved, and explained to himself unhurriedly: "How is it possible, I'm busy with the postgraduate entrance examination, so I don't have time to do these things. I just asked casually because I thought your voice was very nice."

After thinking about it, he added: "The piece of paper Luoyang is my QQ name, if there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental."

After saying this, Luo Yang seemed to hear a chuckle coming from the wind, but the roar from the north was too loud, and the two of them were almost roaring now.With such a light laugh, it was normal for him to mishear.

It took half an hour to ride against the wind when going to school.When he came back, he was driven by the wind, and he walked and ran, but he quickly returned to his residence.

Luo Yang locked the bicycle in the utility room underground, looking at the northwest wind that was still blowing wildly was very melancholy, and felt that Hong Li, who was standing silently holding the package and waiting for him to put the car, was very well-behaved, and it was not easy to let him He went back to school in such a strong wind, so he invited Hong Li to sit in his house.

Anyway, the recording equipment is in the bedroom, so as long as Hongli doesn't go to the bedroom, it's fine.

Why does Hong Li go to the bedroom!

A certain _ American drama god hugged his head in pain.

The author has something to say: we just met like this, my pace has always been so fast (please ignore "The Tale of the Old Man")

I'm going to do something in the next chapter (ω<*?)