The Records of the Library

Enthusiasm spread from the ears to the whole face, Lan Ting pinched the earlobe angrily, not knowing whether it was himself or herself who was congratulating Ai.He sat for a while, and when he finally calmed down, he was about to turn off the phone and go to sleep, but He Ai sent him several messages in succession.

"Brother, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't tease you, not next time."

"The headache is gone, good night brother."

After saying good night, He Ai didn't put down his phone. He stared blankly at KL's gray profile picture on the screen for a while, and played KL's "Kiss" again.

"When you feel shy, you will run away." He Ai said to herself.

It was quite fun. What is it like when KL is shy?Could it be that the head is hanging down, the top of the hair looks very soft, under the cover of the black hair, only the tip of the ears that are gradually pink can be seen, and the heat spreads to the slender neck, he held back the hem of the clothes tightly, and slid gently in his throat.

He Ai kicked the quilt off her lap.

No, KL is a girl.Maybe he is used to calling his brother and always ignores this.

However, being male or female doesn't seem to matter that much.

He turned over, buried his face in the pillow, and fell asleep in a daze.

The alarm clock rang for the third time, and He Ai woke up. He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, pressed it off, opened his sleepy eyes, and boarded the forum with his fingers using muscle memory. ".

He Ai sat up, turned her head too much and almost hit her neck.

He clicked refresh three times, but the page was still crashing.

He lost contact with KL.

He Ai suddenly felt irritable like being forced to quit the Internet addiction.I refreshed twice with a towel while washing my face, and refreshed while holding an electric toothbrush while brushing my teeth. Before I got on the treadmill, I thought I could put it aside for a while, but after running for an hour, I picked up my phone full of expectations and refreshed, but the page was still crashing.

It's only 07:30, and the network center isn't working yet.He comforted himself like this, and tried to calm down and ride to school.

It wasn't until the morning class was almost over that the homepage of the forum was finally repaired, but the friend function was still being upgraded and perfected, so it couldn't be used.

He Ai took a deep breath, threw the phone into the deepest part of her schoolbag, and began to listen to the class seriously.

The teacher had just finished evaluating his copying homework, but He Ai didn't hear it, so she had to whisper to the girl next to her: "Did you hear what the teacher just said to me?"

The girl was stunned for two seconds, then smiled at him and said, "The teacher praised you for controlling the scale very well, analyzing well, and drawing very finely, which is better than that of Uncle He Qishan. Why are you so good and got the highest score? Compared with yours, my homework can't be read."

"Thank you." He Ai nodded to the girl, and returned to listening to the class seriously.If he knew it earlier, he would not have asked, it seemed that he was deliberately showing off.

The girls thought of the National Day arrangements that were discussed in the small group. Although there were boys in the class, it would be even better if He Ai could come.It happened that He Ai took the initiative to find her, so she leaned over and asked, "He Ai, do you have something to do during the National Day? Do you want to go to Suzhou to sketch with us? The Shengxin Committee will also go."

He Ai declined politely, "I'm sorry, I have arrangements."

"Well, you should have been to Suzhou before, after all, Wanshan Office also has a project in Suzhou, you should be familiar with it, can you tell us some places worth visiting?"

Hearing the word Wanshan, He Ai frowned slightly: "It's all worth it, there are strategies on the Internet."

The girl noticed the indifference between his words and stopped talking.Picking up the mobile phone, someone in the Suzhou tour group was already asking what they were talking about, and she replied in the group: [He suddenly came to chat with someone during class, but he still made a face when he was invited to go to Suzhou with us quq. ]

Someone in the group answered: [We mortals are not worthy.By the way, didn't he really use a copy board to draw his copying homework? It's so fake. ]

Another person said: "It's possible. I heard that he seems to have a problem with his character. He even hit people in high school. Xiao Zhou should stay away from him." ]

Sheng Xinwei came forward and said: [I think that student He is not such a person, everyone should pay attention to the class. ]

After class, He Ai received a private chat message from the Health and Psychology Committee. At the beginning of the semester, all the new students got the results of the psychological test. According to the results, each class randomly selected a few people for interviews, and he happened to be selected.

He Ai thought about it for a while, and remembered that there was indeed such a thing. The psychological test was all multiple-choice questions. At that time, he ticked off "serious loss of interest in the opposite sex", "serious fear of empty squares and streets", "serious feeling that most people can't Trust" and so on, it is estimated that his mental health is worrying, so he is included in the list of key guardianship.

He went to the psychological center of the student activity building according to the time and place notified, and found that there were many people in the hall, all holding paper and pens to write and draw on the seats. Draw houses, trees and people.

Drawing again.He Ai felt a headache for a while, but still resigned to his fate and started to draw. Many people finished drawing and handing in the pictures on the way, and were led into the small room by the volunteers.He drew a design sketch. He was not good at portraits, so he just sketched a back view and handed it over to the volunteers.

The volunteer was startled for a while when he saw his picture, "Student, are you from the art department?"

"No, from the Department of Architecture."

"Oh! No wonder. Come with me."

He Ai was led to the door of the room, the door was ajar, and the cold air in the room slowly flowed out from the gap.

"Show the painting to the people inside, just go in."

He Ai pushed the door open and came in, facing a smiling face, it was Lan Ting, with two sweet dimples on his lips, he was a little surprised to see He Ai, but his smile deepened.

Lan Ting smiled and said, "Please sit down."

He Ai closed the door and stood still, "Brother Lan, we know each other, this kind of conversation is not objective enough."

Lan Ting stood up from his seat: "If I make you feel uncomfortable, someone can come in."

He Ai watched Lan Ting's expression, he was still smiling, and there was no trace of pretense in the details of his smile, he was seriously considering his own feelings, not the one he was familiar with, who couldn't hide his avoidance. Not as good as.He rushed to sit down before Lan Ting came out from behind the table, and said lightly: "Don't bother."

"Relax, this is just a simple chat." Lan Ting returned and sat down, "Can you show me your painting first?"

He Ai handed over the painting.

Lan Ting's eyes lit up, and he meticulously stroked every inch of the painting with his eyes, and his lips couldn't help but parted into a little o, which was a little cute, and said without raising his head: "You draw really well."

Also being praised, He Ai can easily distinguish the difference between sincerity and hypocrisy, and the perception in his heart is directly reflected in the answer: "Well, basic skills."

Lan Ting twitched his lips when he heard the response, "Can you describe this painting to me?"

He Ai briefly explained her design concept to him, trying to avoid using professional words, Lan Ting nodded in response from time to time, and noticed that He Ai drew many narrow windows on the house, with sheer curtains behind the windows, and the bottom of the tree emphasized the ground line , while people only have their backs.He had a rough judgment in his mind.

After He Ai finished his statement, Lan Ting put away the painting and asked, "How do you feel now?"

He Ai blinked suspiciously: "It's okay."

Lan Ting nodded: "Have you adapted well to college life?"

He Ai still replied: "It's okay."

"Have you encountered any happy things recently?"

He Ai thought to himself, it's okay to tell him about KL, anyway, Lan Ting doesn't know who it is.

He nodded: "I met a lovely girl."

Lan Ting's mind of questioning suddenly broke down. He tried his best not to show his emotions on his face, but rationality and sensibility began to see each other in his heart. He squeezed the pen tightly, and his smile became a little stiff: "How did you know each other?"

You shouldn't be asking this!

He Ai said: "The thread drawn by a friend can be regarded as a coincidence."

"I see." Lan Ting nodded clearly, "Does being with her make you happy? Or is it because she is a very interesting person?"

Why is the question getting more and more biased, and it is really impossible to maintain objectivity.Lan Ting almost wanted to turn back the time and go back to when He Ai first entered the door, he should have decisively left.

He Ai thought carefully for a while: "It should be both."

Lan Ting saw the smile on the corner of his mouth when he was deep in thought. Although it was shallow, it was the first time since he entered the door. His eyes became sour for no reason. He lowered his eyelashes and closed his pupils. He just wanted to leave immediately. His eyes turned red with pride.

"Okay, I feel that you are in a good state now, the interview is over. Do you have any questions to ask?" Lan Ting prevaricates casually, trying to send He Ai away.

He Ai hadn't had lunch yet, so she didn't want to stay here any longer, so she thanked him and left.

When He Ai's back disappeared outside the door, Lan Ting bit his lip, wiped his eyes with the heel of his palm, took out his mobile phone, and dug out the chat records with Ai He in the photo album, he made a backup record for each one, so be careful preserved.

"Obviously there is someone you like, so why are you still looking for me, and I don't want to talk to you anymore."

He clicked delete, and his fingertips hovered over the confirmation, but never fell.

After He Ai left the building, he took out his phone and refreshed the page, but the update was still not finished.

The midday sun made him feel anxious and tired, so he got into the shade of a tree and walked towards the dining hall.He should have added WeChat or QQ a long time ago. When this broken forum is repaired, he will add it immediately.

He clicked refresh again.

The hard work paid off, and the page can finally be used normally after reloading.

KL left him a voice message, and he couldn't wait to get the earphones, so he stuck the speaker hole to his ears like this: "If it's swollen tomorrow, put ice on it, and don't hang the painting on the bed, do you hear me?"

He walked to the end of the shade of the tree, exposed to the scorching sun, stood there and typed: [I heard that, as long as my brother is not angry, I want to add you to QQ, can I? ]

[I'm really going crazy if I can't find you. ]

The author says:

He Ai: When will my naked chat be arranged (arranged?)