senpai is not good looking

"Sister, there is a confession downstairs in your dormitory, do you want to come down and take a look?" Lu Fei called Si Yiying on Thursday night.

Because Singles' Day is coming soon, there are a lot of people who are trying to get out of singles during this time.In the past two days, there have been five or six people who have confessed their love downstairs, and the success rate is about half and half of the failure rate.

The worst man had just set up the candles to light, when a gust of wind blew them all out, and half of the candles were blown down.After finally waiting for the wind to stop, it was set up again, and it snowed.Do you think it would be very romantic to confess your love in the snow?Unfortunately it was sleet.Those who waited in a circle to see the confession almost left.Si Yiying didn't know if the sad man succeeded in confessing his love, anyway, he never saw the heroine appear.

Talking about this matter with He Zixin that night, He Zixin said a very classic sentence: that man used his own tragic experience to remind those who came after him that he must check the weather before confessing his love, but he still can't completely trust the weather.

"No, it's a bit cold today, if you go to see it, wear more clothes."

Si Yiying had no interest, and only reminded Lu Fei to keep warm, and wanted her to learn some experience from others, so that she wouldn't be surprised when she did something embarrassing.

"I'm down there. They're still preparing. I heard it won't start until seven o'clock. Sister, I'm going up to play with you. It's too cold outside." Lu Fei breathed over there, sounding very cold. look.

"Well, you come up."

Si Yizhen got up from the bed, went to straighten her hair and clothes, then sat at the table with a book and waited for Lu Fei to come.

"Sister, can I go in?" Lu Fei knocked on the door before turning over a page of the book.

As soon as Si Yizhen told her to come in, the door opened a crack, and a small head poked in, looking around with both eyes before coming in like a thief, looking very funny.

"What are you looking at?" Si Yiying waited for her to come over, then tapped her head and asked amusedly.

"Senior sister, are you alone?" Lu Fei smiled at her, showing her small white teeth, and moved a bench to sit beside her, still feeling chilly all over her body.

"Well, Zixin and the student union have activities tonight." Seeing her pulling the collar, Si Yiying asked her to take off the thick cotton jacket and put it aside for her.

"You seem to be very afraid of the cold." Si Yizhen heard her breath on the phone just now and thought she was not wearing enough clothes. Now that she is wearing thick clothes, she thinks of leaving a deep impression on her when she first met her. Impression of the "spheroid" on the question.

"Yeah, I'm very afraid of the cold. Last year I spent the winter here for the first time, and I couldn't survive it. It was almost freezing to death. And every time I went out, they would laugh at me for being dressed like a ball. It's so annoying!" Lu Fei was still very angry when talking about the ridicule of his roommates.

Si Yijiao said that it is better to wear more, don't care about the image, the humidity here is relatively heavy, and it is easy to get arthritis if you don't pay attention to keeping warm. She also suggested that Lu Fei should buy a pair of knee pads.

"Knee pads, my mother also told me to buy them, senior sister, you are really considerate." Lu Fei never forgot to flatter her, and asked Si Yiying why she was so afraid of the cold.

"Personal physique. You may have a weaker physique." Si Yiying couldn't tell.

Lu Fei nodded, saying that it's no wonder she always catches a cold.

Si Yizhen was seeing her pulse recently, so she wanted to do an experiment with Lu Fei, and asked her to stretch out her hand to feel her pulse.

"Wow, senior sister, you are so amazing, you can even feel your pulse!" Lu Fei looked at her with admiration.

Si Yijing was a little embarrassed by the look, so she coughed and told her to reach out quickly, there was no time to wait.

Lu Fei quickly wiped her sleeves, exposing a small piece of her arm and stretching it out.

"Sister, can Chinese medicine practitioners really tell if you're pregnant by taking the pulse?"

Thinking of the news that there was a western doctor offering a reward to challenge Chinese medicine some time ago, I asked.

"Yeah." Si Yiying also saw the news, and she was on the side of supporting Chinese medicine.

"How did you see that?" Lu Fei always thought it was amazing when he watched costume dramas before.

"There is a pulse condition called Huamai. Pregnant women often see it because of the qi and blood in the fetus and the pulse is stronger." Si Yiying frowned suddenly as she spoke, and moved her index finger, which seemed to be Lu Fei's. Something is wrong with the pulse.

Lu Fei didn't notice, and felt that she was very powerful, and asked her if she could find out if she was pregnant.

"Probably, I haven't tried it. It usually requires clinical experience. But slippery pulses are not only found in pregnant women, young people with strong qi and blood can also feel them, and phlegm and diet accumulation can also cause slippery pulses."

"What about mine?" Lu Fei always felt that he was a hot-blooded young man, and asked her impatiently.

Si Yiying shook her head and regretfully told her no, "Your pulse is a little slow and weak, but within the normal range, it may be due to deficiency of Qi and blood."

"A little weak?" Lu Fei was shocked, and the senior sister actually said that she was weak. .

"Well, generally speaking, your pulse beats normally at 80 to 90 times at your age, but yours is only about [-] times by counting just now, and the beating is not very strong, and the index finger and ring finger can hardly be detected. The pulse is beating." Si Yizhen said again that it was nothing serious, maybe it was because of her weak constitution, and of course it could be because her fingering was not correct.

Lu Fei was so shocked that she lay down on the table and refused to get up. Not long ago, she laughed at her senior sister for her poor physical strength, but now she was directly accused of being weak, and she really had to pay back when she came out.

"It's seven o'clock soon, can't you go down to watch the confession?" Si Yizhen asked her, looking at the time on her phone.

"Not going or not, my heart is stuffy." Lu Fei lay there shaking her head.

"Then you can lie down here, I'm going down to eat." Si Yiying got up to get his coat.

As soon as Lu Fei heard about eating, she got up, "I'm going too! I want to make up for it."

"Then go get dressed."

"Ah."

"It's so romantic. I really hope that I can confess my love in front of so many people in college."

Although Si Yizhen was very unhappy, Lu Fei dragged her to finish reading the confession, and kept talking about romance enviously on the way to dinner.

"I still like to be more realistic." After listening to her babbling several times, Si Yizhen finally spoke up, saying that she always believed in what the lyrics said, and that the plain and simple are the truth.

Lu Fei turned to look at her and asked, "Sister, what kind of confession will you accept?"

"It's hard to say. In fact, feelings are the main thing, and the form and content are not very important. I hope to see the seriousness of the other party. I don't like too many eye-catching and fancy things."

Fortunately, the senior is allergic to pollen, and Lu Fei began to rejoice that she did not prepare flowers, otherwise the senior would think it was gimmicky.But sincerity...

Seeing her biting her fingers and thinking, Si Yiying had a rare seriousness and earnestness on her face, and began to wonder what would be waiting for her on the weekend.Maybe there will be surprises?

"When are you coming? Xiao Yike and I are already in the library."

On Saturday morning, after sitting in the library for more than an hour without seeing Lu Fei, He Zixin couldn't sit any longer, so she secretly called Lu Fei on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

"When are you coming back?" Lu Fei might not have woken up yet, and his voice sounded a little fuzzy.

"I have to go back at noon, and Xiao Yi has to take a nap."

"Oh, when will you be back that night?" Lu Fei asked.

"Seven o'clock, when are you coming?" He Zixin asked again.

"I didn't say I was going." Lu Fei still wondered why she kept asking herself when she was going.

"..." He Zixin felt that she had been tricked, but fortunately, Lu Fei's next sentence gave her hope again, which made her resist telling Lu Fei to die.

"Sister Zixin, can you go to the dormitory at 07:30 in the evening?"

"Yes." He Zixin agreed very happily, even if Si Yiying didn't leave when the time came, she would take her back just to watch the play.

"Then I'll contact you again then." Lu Fei yawned lazily over there, saying that she was going to continue sleeping.

Is he so calm because he is confident that he will succeed, or is he already ready to break the can?He Zixin suddenly wanted to see her mess up with bad intentions.

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