My destined love

Before the end of the month, shops of all sizes in the streets and alleys have started to decorate Christmas decorations, and the cheerful "Jingle Bells" has become a brainwashing song again, and it will be sung along with it if you don't pay attention.Even if you don’t go to the streets, just sit at home and open any web page, the advertisements that pop up are probably related to Christmas.

I'm a person who doesn't like all kinds of festivals, so I can't understand what is worth living in this kind of festival that can't be taken off.However, this year, the student union of the school decided to let several departments of the headquarters jointly hold a "double egg" party, and the Chinese department is one of them, so, I will start to be busy again with two jobs.

I wrote down the work content in the notebook, and I sighed lowly. That guy Liu Yuechen has been in a disconnected state since he came home that day. He didn’t answer the phone, rarely returned text messages, and didn’t use any chat tools. He did not specify when he would return to school, so he was also absent from today's regular meeting.I turned on the phone and found the last message he sent me. Although there were only two words, it made me feel very at ease - miss you.

Another weekend, I went to the street with senior sister Ola from the girls' department to purchase some decorations and small props for the party. This work should have been done by me and my immediate boss, Minister Xiao, but this senior once again I made excuses and slipped away, throwing all the burden on my head.Fortunately, senior sister Ola took pity on me and was willing to go with me. Yes, it was for this reason, and it was definitely not because she was afraid that the things I bought would be too ugly.

Compared with the usual peak hours, the buses on weekends seem much empty. Although there are still no seats, at least you can stand a little more easily.As the car moved forward, Senior Ola and I stood face to face by the back door, chatting with each other, and the two of us just listened to the music and didn't talk anymore.

The car stopped at a greeting station, and several passengers got off the car by us, but before they got off, an uncle came up and squeezed into the car regardless of everyone's complaints.I've seen this kind of thing too much, and I don't want to comment too much.After another stop, someone got off the bus, the uncle stepped aside and stood behind Ola.

At first I didn't pay much attention, I kept my head down and played with my mobile phone. Gradually, I saw Ola senior from the corner of my eye who seemed very disturbed, frowning and turning her head from time to time.I glanced at the uncle behind her suspiciously, that NPC winter blushed for some reason, and looked down his hand, only to realize that he was a perverted pervert!

Without hesitation, I grabbed Senior Ola's hand and pulled her to my seat, while I stood between her and the uncle.I glared at the uncle angrily, and I unswervingly assumed the role of the flower protector, but what I never expected was that the uncle's salty pig's hand stretched out to me! ! !

Fuck!I couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly: "Uncle, I'm a man! Why are you touching my thigh?! If you touch me again, you will call the police!!"

With such a shout, everyone in the car turned their attention to us, and the man suddenly became angry and stared at me with wide eyes. I must not be outdone, so I mustered up the courage to stare back, and picked up my mobile phone as if to call 110.Fortunately, the car arrived at the stop, and Ola half-dragged me out of the car. Watching the car drive away, she let out a long breath and thanked me.

I couldn't help but began to educate her: "Senior sister, you must not bear this kind of thing in the future!"

"There are so many people in the car, it's embarrassing to say it." She said weakly.

"He is a pervert, he should be the one who is embarrassed! If you are afraid, call the police directly."

"Okay..." She suddenly changed the topic, "He still attacked you, does he think you are too cute?"

I almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and quickly reminded her: "Senior sister, your focus is wrong!"

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To be honest, shopping with girls is really tiring. Fortunately, we are only here to buy some gadgets, not to pick out clothes, otherwise I really want to go back to school first.It took us an hour to visit less than half of a small commodity wholesale street less than 500 meters away.I stood silently behind the senior sister, watching her arrange several similar balloons in a row, and then hesitated among them.

"Do you think that looks good?" She looked at it for a long time and then asked me.

"Uh, I... don't think there's any difference between these two." Aren't balloons of any shape just for decoration?Why is it so clear.

"It's completely different. Look, these are round and heart-shaped, and here are the bunny, Mickey Mouse, and bear shapes. Which one do you think is more suitable for the double-egg party?" She pointed out one by one. explain to me.

"It's all okay..." I was about to cry. Of course I can see the difference in the shape of these balloons, but don't they all have the same purpose?

"You mean to buy them all? But no, there are 100 in a pack, and there are no mixed packs. If you buy too much, you can't use it up." She completely misunderstood what I meant. I have to admit that men and women have serious thinking problems. difference.

"You can keep it for the next time. It's not something with a shelf life." I didn't bother to correct it, so I just followed her words.

"Then you can only buy two bags at most, please help me choose two." She was a little impatient.

"Round and heart-shaped?" I answered as if asking, hoping to buy it and leave.

"It's too ordinary, will it make us look unremarkable?" She said to herself, "I think it's better to buy rabbits and Mickey Mouse! What do you think?"

I teared up, feeling that she took me as a way out, but since she has already set her sights on these two, let's encourage her to pay quickly before she changes her mind.

After picking out the balloon, we had a long chat with the boss about the price of the pump. It’s the first time I’ve gotten a girl’s magical way of bargaining. No matter how high the price is, we’ll cut it in half first. The other party refuses. Sales are slowly increasing.

I was carrying a large bag of things, and watched her delete the items to be purchased in the memo one by one. I was in a good mood, after all, this meant that I was about to be liberated.

"Is there anything else I haven't bought?" I poked my head over to look.

"The last one, draw the flower ribbon."

"Great!" I shouted in my heart, oh yeah, I can finally complete the task and go back to school.

"What's the matter?" She led me into a shop, "Look, this one is the most troublesome. There are colored paper, plastic, and ribbons. There are so many designs and colors. It's so annoying to choose!"

Hearing what she said, I was about to cry again. I looked at her pitifully and asked, "Senior, can I go to the toilet, you choose first?"

"Absolutely not!" She said firmly, "I'll talk about it after I finish the selection, and you don't want to slip away before that!"