love marks

Chapter 1, the brainless nymphomaniac only has beauty in his eyes.

The weather in S City, which has just entered summer, is fine, the sun is not strong and the breeze is not dry, and the slightly humid air can still smell the aroma of food wafting from the food stalls.

I was walking with my schoolbag on the tree-lined avenue, which was stained by a row of green and smelled like a book. Next to it was a two-lane road that was neither wide nor narrow. From time to time, a few cars passed by quickly.

I paced unhurriedly, glanced at the time on my watch, and silently counted the countdown in my heart.

Sure enough, within ten seconds, a familiar car bell sounded behind me. Someone riding a brisk bicycle stopped next to me like a gust of wind, and then a box of packed lunch boxes appeared in front of my eyes, with a slightly warm voice. It sounded complainingly: "I don't bring a lunch box every time, and I need to help you. Are you unable to take care of yourself?"

"Don't worry if you can't take care of yourself, it's because of you." I replied without worry.

This guy who likes to wear white shirts, has a well-proportioned hairstyle and a nice voice is called Tang Ming. He is the biological brother of one of my parents. We get along mostly with him taking care of me. He has no other dissatisfaction with this except occasional complaints and venomous tongue. .

He is handsome and has good academic performance. He is a good student in the eyes of the teacher and a top student in the eyes of his classmates.

The reason why he is said to be cold is also because his way of getting along with his classmates is the same as my way of getting along with my classmates: talk less and be serious.

But only I know that in fact he is just a funny guy, his cold and paralyzed image in front of me is destroyed in a second, his life is full of restraint and realism, he is a perfectionist in everything, and one thing keeps babbling in your ears It's endless, a joke can last for a long time, sometimes I think he is too hard at school, so he can't vomit when he is at home.

That's right, he is the constellation of the twelve constellations who is a black man: Virgo.

I suggested before that he should not pretend to be so serious for a day, but should release his nature properly. After all, he is not like me, he is really cold.

And his reason is simple and rude: he doesn't want others to know that he is a Virgo.

The reason is that I am afraid that I will not be able to make friends.

So you can make friends by being cold all day long?I only see a group of nympho in my eyes.

"I'm your brother and not your mother, so I can still take care of you for the rest of my life." Well, most of the time I accepted his poisonous tongue completely.

"My mother can't take care of me for the rest of my life, and you take care of me much more meticulously than my mother," I replied casually, then patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Keep working hard."

My brother blocked my hand, looked me up and down, and said in a helpless tone: "How many times have I said that a girl should not dress up like a tomboy, with her hair cut so short, she has no breasts, and she still dresses like a tomboy?" In this way, even I feel gender confusion, tell me how many love letters written by girls are stuffed in your schoolbag, are you obviously deceiving the feelings of other little girls?"

I raised the corners of my mouth and said nothing.

At home, because of my brother’s expectation, half of my wardrobe is filled with all kinds of women’s dresses, but I refuse to follow my brother’s routine. Every morning when my brother opens the bedroom door, I Can see his fleeting anticipation and full of disappointment.

But after a long time, my brother got used to it, and now he doesn't have any hope for me to wear women's clothing.

As for the love letters in the schoolbag, because there are too many, I can't return them to those girls one by one, and I don't know most of them, so I just let it go.

I took out two lollipops from my trouser pocket and handed one to my brother. I peeled off the wrapping paper of the other and stuffed the candy into my mouth. My brother also stuffed the candy into his mouth almost at the same time. up.

Well, my brother and I are very good at this, we have a tacit understanding, even the steps of peeling the candy paper are the same, such a similar scene is not uncommon, when some rotten girls on campus look at it, their eyes are full of sparkles, as if they have found prey.We ignore it.

"Hey, Songzi, that girl is looking at you again." After entering the school gate, my brother glanced at the side, not far away, two girls with long hair and thin legs walked side by side, and one girl sneaked towards us from time to time look.

I glanced back and didn't speak.That girl looks pretty, but there is a snobbish look in the corner of her eyes, which I don't like.

"I've seen this girl several times." The elder brother glanced at her again and couldn't help asking, "Has she written you a love letter?"

"I don't know." I didn't look back.

"Don't you feel tired if you have a sullen face every day? You have to learn to smile. It's been ten years since you smiled." The elder brother said.

"Aren't you the same, funny than Gao Lengnan?" I mocked.

"At least I know how to relax when I go home. Unlike you, who have a poker face 24 hours a day, you can't make friends like this."

"It didn't affect my life." I dismissed it.

"If you don't change your appearance, which man will dare to want you in the future." The old man complained.

"I don't expect a man to support me." I accidentally glanced at the two girls next to me. The girl next to the snobby girl made me take another look. The feeling of the woman was completely different, and she glanced to the side again, and the snobby woman blushed and smiled at me.

I looked away.

After finishing my major, I went to the library to pass the time, picked up a copy of "Snow Country" by Yasunari Kawabata, went to the window seat and sat down.

After a while, a slight wind blew by my nose with a faint fragrance, and a person sat down beside me.

I looked up, and it was the girl with a comfortable smile that I saw in the morning.

I didn't refuse, and subconsciously sat aside.

She was also holding a book in her hand. I didn't read the title, but continued to look at the book in front of me.

After being silent for a while, she suddenly said, "Tang Song, my friend said she likes you."

I was slightly stunned, and looked up at her, her eyes were full of heroic determination.

"You know me?" I asked.

"Well," she nodded, "I know your name, I heard it from my friend."

I looked down at the book in her hand, a dictionary about language, obviously no one could read this kind of book.

She is a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking.

"Your friend..." Is it that beautiful snobbish girl?

"She's over there..." The girl turned her gaze away and looked elsewhere, and I followed her gaze without seeing anyone.

"Hey, where's the person?" The girl was surprised and puzzled, looking everywhere but couldn't find it.

It must have been too shy to hide first.

I got up to leave, and she stopped me: "Well, can you leave a contact information for my friend?"

I didn't look back: "I don't make friends with people who don't have guts."

"Ah." The girl's tone was a little lost.

I thought about it, stopped and turned back, "What's your name?"

"Me?" She was stunned for a moment, saw me staring at her, and then replied, "My name is Fu Yu."

"Which Fu Yu."

"Delivery pay, full-bodied." She replied.

"You have more courage than her." I said, and then said, "Go back and tell your friend so that she can see clearly that I am a girl."

Fu Yu's expression was astonished, and he didn't speak for a while.

I turned to leave, ignoring the eyes behind the bookshelf.

Even if I have a personality, they are also very blind. Even if my appearance can't tell the gender, don't they notice that I don't have an Adam's apple.

A group of nympho girls with only eyes and hearts.