After teasing the object of revenge, the car overturned

Zhou was talking to Miao Geng with his back to the locker room door, and Miao Geng was standing opposite him, so Zhao Tinghe came and stopped a few meters away, and Miao Geng had a panoramic view.

Later, Miao Geng didn't listen to Zhou Zheng's speech much, and glanced at Zhao Tinghe's side from time to time, Miao Geng thought that Zhao Tinghe wanted to find him for something.As a result, after the conversation was over, Zhao Tinghe made an appointment with Zhou Zheng to have dinner without even looking at him.

Miao Geng didn't know what kind of mood he was in.

After returning home, Miao Geng took off his coat and planned to send it for dry cleaning. He touched his pocket and remembered that there was still a letter. He lay on the sofa with his legs crossed.He wanted to see what else Zhao Qingqing could say.

When I opened it, there were hundreds of words, and there was only one important sentence, which was that she, Zhao Qingqing, would never pursue Miao Geng shamelessly again.

Miao Geng was happy after reading it. He remembered that he went out with Zhao Qingqing that day and played a childish game, which was to subtract the strokes of the two people's names, and then match the meanings of the five fingers.

The five fingers represent love, hate, and hatred in turn. He and Zhao Qingqing counted it as fate at the time, but Zhao Qingqing's disappointment was visible to the naked eye after counting it.

This game was very popular among Miao Geng's classmates when he was in elementary school, and he also knew that the so-called "fate" meant that two people were destined but not related.

After folding the letter paper and putting it in the drawer, Miao Geng suddenly thought of Zhao Tinghe, counted the strokes of his name and subtracted them, it turned out to be "Chou".

Miao Geng thought these games were funny when he was in elementary school before, but he didn't expect such a coincidence to happen.Miao Geng counted himself and his aunt again, it was "hate", and he was skeptical about it immediately.

In fact, in elementary school, when everyone calculated that they were against the person they liked, they would shout in the crowd. On the contrary, the reality and the game result are opposite.These are actually just excuses for myself, to give myself some comfort.

However, this kind of game is also really boring. He still remembers that there was a little fat man in the class at that time, because he figured out that he hated his mother, he cried all afternoon.

That's right, why am I playing such a boring game, and deliberately forget about myself and Zhao Tinghe, Miao Geng scratched his hair and went to take a shower.

After finishing the video with Miao Qing, Miao Geng lay on the bed and checked Weibo updates. By the way, he took a look at the recent messages sent to him by fans. Usually at times like this, when he sees interesting messages, he will go to the fan's homepage.

Most of his fans are male fans who follow football, so when he sees a girl who basically sends him messages and comments every day, as if talking about something on her own, he clicks on the girl's homepage.

I don’t know if I don’t click in, but when I look at the homepage, I realize that she is not a complete amateur, but a well-known model, and her appearance is quite in line with my own aesthetics, and the dynamic top is to express my love for myself.

Miao Geng drifted away for a few seconds, and even thought up a series of follow-ups. He even wanted to send a message to ask Li Yechun, can he fall in love with fans?Miao Geng browsed the girl's news for a while, then returned to his homepage, and liked the girl's comment.

After quitting, Miao Geng felt very restless in his heart. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, everyone wants to fall in love.He clicked on WeChat, wanting to discuss it with Li Yechun, and couldn't wait.

Miao Geng edited a large paragraph of text, that is to say, there is a model who confesses his love to him on social platforms every day, and he wants to respond to her.After sending it out, Miao Geng quit WeChat and went to Weibo to see the girl's homepage.

While swiping, a message popped up on WeChat, Zhao Tinghe’s, Miao Geng was still wondering why Zhao Tinghe was looking for him again, he entered with a puzzled face, the moment the dialog box came into view, Miao Geng felt that he was about to suffocate .

He actually sent that large paragraph of text to Zhao Tinghe.

He exited the dialog box, slid to the list, thinking, no, he obviously sent it to Li Yechun.But after repeated confirmation, he was really slippery, because Li Yechun and Zhao Tinghe were on the news list.

Miao Geng's face turned red to the base of his neck, God, how could such a mentally retarded thing happen to him, how can he explain it now?I can't even tell.

Zhao Tinghe over there was also stunned. He saw the message from Miao Geng and confirmed it again and again before replying with three question marks. He didn't understand why Miao Geng sent this matter to himself.

Miao Geng: Sorry, wrong post.

After posting, Miao Geng turned off his mobile phone and went to sleep with his face covered. There is nothing that can't be solved after a night's sleep.