love marks

Chapter 6, you will only meet one me.

After living in the same dormitory with Fu Yu, the contact naturally increased, and gradually I discovered that there are many similarities between the two of us: like the same stars, like the same food, like the same color, like the same clothing styles, and even bought mobile phones and mobile phone cases of the same style and color...

This is simply incredible for two people whose personalities belong to complementary types.

Then I also found that probably because of the same preferences, we have more common topics. Every day before going to bed, there are always endless topics to talk about. We chat everywhere, and then go to sleep with a feeling of unfinished business.

With the increase in communication, our relationship has become better and better.

I think my aloofness and sternness are completely insignificant in front of Fu Yu.

Fu Yu also used it to make fun of it: "Handsome guy, they all said that you don't have facial paralysis, a poker face, and you don't like to talk. I think this is a completely wrong understanding."

"Half and half," I replied, "One person is enough to chat with."

Fu Yu suppressed his smile: "So I should feel lucky. I should be flattered to be friends with such a handsome girl and have endless topics to talk about."

"I don't feel that way from your tone." I raised my eyebrows.

She thought for two seconds before replying, "I dare not."

"What do you mean?" I didn't understand.

"It's not interesting," she changed the subject, "That handsome guy, are you interested in joining the debate club?"

"Debate club?" The topic turned too quickly, "Are you debating the club?"

"Well, I just signed up, do you want to come too?" She asked again.

"Are you inviting me?" I asked back.

"Yes." She admitted generously, "I sincerely invite you to join our club."

I was a little bit embarrassed, "But I don't know how to debate. If I go there, I will only lose my face and drag you down."

"No, you are so smart, and there are things you can't handle?" She shot it just right even if it was flattery, "The debate is very interesting, just try it and you will know."

I wanted to laugh: "If you let me, a person who is not good at words, participate in the debate, how dare you think about it."

"Before I participated, I also felt that my eloquence was not good, but after watching various debate videos, I fell in love with debate." She had an intoxicated expression on her face, "There is a first time for everything, you can try it, if If you don’t like it, just leave.”

Such a picture appeared in my mind: Fu Yu and I were standing in the pro and con teams of the debate topic, facing each other for a topic, spitting all over the place, it's funny to think about it.

"What are you thinking?" She asked me, distracted.

"I was wondering what it was like when you were debating." I said truthfully.

She couldn't help but smile, and put it off: "If you go there, you'll know."

So I really went to debate club reports with her.

The head of the club is a tall and handsome boy. We stared at each other for about 1 minute, and then the boy's first sentence had nothing to do with the club: "Xiao Yu, your boyfriend is a little short. ah."

This person's eyes are also bad enough.

I sneered and said nothing.

"What do you mean?" He was obviously dissatisfied with my reaction, and Fu Yu couldn't help crying and laughing: "It's a pity that you didn't see it after watching it for a minute. She is a girl, my roommate."

"Huh?" The boy was obviously taken aback, and he replied after a while, "The male god who is cooperating with those nympho girls is actually a female?"

"A misunderstanding has been resolved." Fu Yu was ashamed.

The boy suddenly approached me, stared at me for a while, and finally said inexplicably: "Fortunately, you are not a boy."

"What?" I asked, raising my eyes.

He snorted and said, "Otherwise I will feel that I am invincible."

I took a look at Fu Yu, understood a little bit, and then replied, "I'm afraid that my self-esteem will be crushed."

His face sank, "What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean," I replied indifferently, "but this shows that your IQ is not high."

"Hey... you girl,"

The boy felt that he was humiliated, and he was stopped by Fu Yu when he wanted to get closer, "Brother Tao, it's okay, don't be angry, she always talks like this, I dragged her to join the club, alright."

The boy gave up temporarily, flicked his bangs to save his face and said solemnly: "My name is Luo Tao, the head of the debate club, do you want to join the club?"

"Still thinking about it," I said.

"Since you haven't thought about it, then think it over again," Luo Tao disdainfully said, "Debating is an art, and you can't master it just by being interested."

"I wasn't interested at first, but when you say that, I'm suddenly interested," I said. "I'm going to join the club."

"Your attitude is not correct," he was very dissatisfied. "I'm not aggressive towards you. If you don't like it, please go out. We don't accept fish in troubled waters here."

"Stop talking nonsense," I didn't want to talk nonsense, "I came here just for Fu Yu, if you don't accept me, you won't give Fu Yu face."

From the way Luo Tao looked at Fu Yu and Fu Yu's tone of voice, he could tell that they were very familiar with each other, and if he wanted to stay and talk nonsense, it would be better to win with one move.

Luo Tao looked at Fu Yu, and Fu Yu returned his expectant eyes.

So Luo Tao's eyes softened, and he agreed, "Okay, but I'll say something ugly first, if you're just messing around, please leave on your own, we don't accept idlers here."

"Thank you Brother Tao," Fu Yu was very happy, "I knew you were a knife-mouthed bean curd."

Luo Tao smiled dotingly: "I will naturally give you face."

"Club profile." I said.

"what?"

"Introduction to club activities, activity time, there should be a poster to give a basic introduction." I was expressionless.

Impatient, Luo Tao took out a paper from the stack on the table and handed it over: "Go back and take a good look, don't be late."

I looked at it briefly and didn't speak.

Fortunately, there is no conflict between street dance and its time, but the time is a bit later, the event time is [-] pm, and the time is two hours. It is okay in summer, but it is already dark by [-] o'clock in winter.

I glanced at Fu Yu, she was still immersed in pleasure.I took her hand: "Let's go."

She recovered, "Yeah."

"Hey Xiaoyu," Luo Tao's voice came from behind, "Do you still have class later, let's have dinner together."

She hesitated for a moment, glanced at me, and declined politely: "No need, Tang Song and I have to go to class later, so we'll have dinner together, so you don't have to come find me."

I don't know why, but I actually felt a little happy in my heart.

Passing by the supermarket, I smelled the aroma of grilled sausages, and said casually, "Do you still eat grilled sausages?"

"Okay." She replied happily.

I went in and bought three sausages, one for myself and two for her.

"Why did you give me two?" She was taken aback.

"I'm afraid you won't be enough to eat one." I said.

She probably thought of the two sausages that were paid to her in the supermarket that time, and smiled: "Thank you."

As soon as I put it in my mouth, half of the sausage went into my stomach.

"You ate too fast, so two mouthfuls will be gone." She was slightly stunned.

"Eat the meat with a big mouthful." I replied.

She also took a big bite like me, chewed a few times, and agreed with me: "It feels pretty good."

After a while, she said again: "Well, brother Tao, he is a man with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. He is a very good person. You don't have to take what he said to your heart."

"I didn't take it to heart." I replied.

"That's good." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"You have a good relationship." I said casually.

"It's not bad." She thought for a while, "He is a friend of my high school classmate. I have known him for two years. I didn't expect him to be admitted to this school. I was quite surprised when I first met him."

"I think he likes you a lot."

"Maybe a little bit," she said ambiguously, "but I don't like his type."

"what type do you like."

"It's good to be like Tang Song." She said without thinking.

I froze.

She reacted, and then added, "I mean boys."

I laughed dryly and didn't speak.

Boys and girls have similar personalities, but everyone is out of print.

You won't meet another me.