Pretend to have a lover

The class was over, the professor got off the podium with the computer, Han Ya turned her head, and behind her, a group of people retreated like bees from the four exits. The voice of talking was covered, and I thought Zhuang Jing didn't hear her, but...

"Nonsense, what's there to like about him." Zhuang Jing's voice was unhurried, mellow and generous, neither artificial nor Zhang Cheng, even if there were a hundred voices, they would not be mixed together. The sound from her mouth is an independent note, and each note is connected into a sentence to form a meaningful musical sound. It sounds good, but it is more often that things are missed, and the words are forgotten after hearing the sound. The meaning here is that the sensory pleasure brought by the greedy notes cannot be replaced by visual taste. It is like psychological massage. Both men and women will be captured unnaturally and then willingly let it be manipulated, especially when she waits. The interval between when the other party responds, she will recollect the notes just now in her mind, but she does not speak. At this time, she will misunderstand that the other party is rude. Communication without feedback is undoubtedly a failure. There is nothing wrong with Zhuang Jing being angry, and there is nothing wrong with the other party being speechless , but Han Ya would rather be misunderstood by her as a spoiler or a lack of communication.

Han Ya was stunned for five seconds. It is not too much to satisfy her greed for five seconds. She could hear what Zhuang Jing said just now. It’s like vomited out, no matter what the outrageous reason is, I finally feel relieved, wait, Zhuang Jing did hear correctly when she said that she has someone she likes, "... who is that, do I know it?" Han Ya's limited area, her limited area is a campus area of ​​650 three square kilometers in the vertical direction and 320 teachers and students in the horizontal direction.

"Let's go, let's talk about it when we go out." Zhuang Jing packed her things.

Han Ya obediently followed without saying a word, and didn't ask this topic again later, because she immediately saw the exercises in Zhuang Jing's class, and the doodles on the notebook temporarily cured her obsessive-compulsive disorder. girl.Han Ya felt that she was very strange. Isn't it normal for Zhuang Jing to have a boyfriend? Just like Han Ya, she has a crush, but she couldn't explain why. Ever since she saw that graffiti It never stopped.

Who is Zhuang Jing painting?Han Yabi looked at herself in the mirror, with single eyelids. She took off her black-rimmed glasses, and she also had single eyelids, thick black shoulder-length hair, and short hair, slightly longer than hers, with a high nose bridge... She looked very much like herself, Han Yabi. Ya is secretly delighted, but looking carefully, there is no place like it, the person in the painting is prettier than her, who is it?Zhuang Jing had never heard of that girl before, and suddenly she had an impulse, "What's wrong with her." She just said it in her heart.Han Ya took out the lip gloss from her bag, and fell into deep thought in the mirror. It must be that girl who hit up Zhuang Jing first. How long have they known each other?One month, two months... She has known Zhuang Jing since the first day of school, and it has been almost nine months now. She is thoughtful and can't believe that there is something Han Ya doesn't know in these short three months But the reality is right in front of her eyes, she is annoyed, and in the end she blames herself for paying too much attention to Sun Kuan and ignoring the important people around her. She doesn't want to lose Sun Kuan and Zhuang Jing, is she too greedy? Yes, you can't have both, but if you have to make a choice, she closes her eyes, as if making a life-and-death strategic decision, with conscience, Zhuang Jing is her first bosom friend since college , Sun Kuan was the first person she fell in love with, she could talk to Zhuang Jing about everything, she could talk about feelings with Sun Kuan, as long as she could see Sun Kuan around, she would feel at ease, but she would be incomplete without Zhuang Jing. She feels happy when she thinks of Sun Kuan, but without Zhuang Jing she will be fragile, she won't be really happy, this won't work, she still can't make a decision, one by one said, well, let's talk about Zhuang Jing first, there was no Sun Kuan before, She can think about him every day, Zhuang Jing knows everything about her heart, but Sun Kuan doesn't understand at all, if she wants to separate from Zhuang Jing, to be honest...she can't do it, she can't give up Zhuang Jing, then Sun Kuan Can he just ignore it?She can do it without thinking about it, and being indifferent to him passing by, talking, attending classes, smiling with other girls, chatting intimately with other girls, dating him every day... She can't tolerate it, this is something that must never happen in front of her.

"Excuse me, is there anyone inside?" A girl poked her head over and knocked on the door of the women's toilet, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

Han Ya, who was thinking hard, was pulled back to reality reluctantly, and a series of thoughts had to be interrupted. She put back her glasses, turned her head and smiled: "There is no one."

The girl walked over happily and quickly, and glanced at Han Ya suspiciously when she passed by, but Han Ya, who was still struggling to choose between the two, didn't see it.In fact, when she came out of the bathroom and saw Zhuang Jing, she suddenly wanted to laugh, and the deadlock from the previous moment disappeared with her hearty laugh.Zhuang Jing is a girl, how can the two be compared? Besides, neither Zhuang Jing nor Sun Kuan asked her to make a choice. Is this purely a barrier for herself? There is no doubt that it came from the girl's jealousy.

"Why did it take so long, I thought you fell into a trap." Zhuang Jing joked.

Han Ya could hear her teasing tone, and said with a smile, "Almost, if it weren't for you, I might really have fallen in."

"Ah? No way?" Zhuang Jing stood a little further away and looked at her.

"Why are you so far away from me?" Han Ya took two steps.

Zhuang Jing fanned her face and made a disgusted expression: "I'd better stay away from you." Then she turned around and walked away with a smile.

Han Ya chased after her, "Wait for me, why are you going this way, aren't you going to the cafeteria?"

"This time is sold out, go outside and see what's there."

"Oh," Han Ya smiled sheepishly, "hehe, I'm sorry, let me treat you."

"Don't talk about this, here we are, what do you want to eat?" Zhuang Jing stopped by the food stall in the snack street.

Han Ya stands still, as long as she is with Zhuang Jing, she will always take care of others, so warm and caring, I am used to relying on her, looking at her, being watched by her, I dare not imagine the world without her, Suddenly, she really wanted to ask the girl she liked... But after the meal time, Han Ya couldn't bear to see the dazzling array of snacks, let alone keep Zhuang Jing waiting because of her.

Han Ya pointed to the gold-lettered plaque on Zhuang Jing's back that said Dandan noodles, "This looks good."