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Pei Huan, unexpectedly, took the initiative to add others, wechat? !

"Damn it," Zhao Di was surprised on the way back, "You actually took the initiative to ask others for WeChat?"

Pei Huan: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Di said again: "What do you want Yan Zimi to do on WeChat?"

Pei Huan asked him, "Can't you?"

"It's not, that's it." Zhao Di turned his head to seek approval: "Don't you think it's strange?"

Yu Nan said, "I think so."

Xiaodong nodded in approval: "Yeah."

Zhao Di repeated: "You actually took the initiative to ask for WeChat?"

Pei Huan lowered his head and glanced again, Yan Zimi's friend request hadn't come yet.

"Why can't I?" Pei Huan asked.

Zhao Di said loudly: "You never take the initiative to add other people's WeChat."

Pei Huan: "Is that so?"

Zhao Di: "Besides Yan Zimi, who do you take the initiative to have sex with?"

Pei Huan really thought about it seriously.

indeed.

"No."

Zhao Di clapped his hands: "Look, look, look, and somehow asked for an art student. What do you want?"

Just at this time, Pei Huan received a new friend request on WeChat.

He clicked through and asked Zhao Di: "Is there a problem?"

"No problem," Zhao Di said again: "Are you two really unfamiliar? I heard that you two have a cold or something over there, what are you talking about?"

Pei Huan asked back: "If you are familiar with me, add WeChat today?"

Zhao Di: "Indeed."

Seeing that Pei Huan clicked into Yan Zimi's circle of friends, Zhao Di also leaned over: "I'll take a look too, what's posted."

Pei Huan flipped through it casually: "It's nothing."

They are all paintings.

It's all paintings, and there are irrelevant copywriting.

Yan Zimi has already checked it twice. After scanning the QR code and clicking Add, he flew over to check it.

He has always been visible for a month, and the number of postings on Moments is not many, and there are only a handful of people who can be turned over.

Had some whining before, but it's been a month already.

After Pei Huan passed the application, the first thing Yan Zimi did was to go to Pei Huan's circle of friends.

He is also available for a month, but unfortunately there is none.

After exiting, Yan Zimi noticed that there was something strange in Yu Guang.

He turned his head and saw the senior sister looking at him with a smile on her face.

Yan Zimi asked: "What's wrong?"

Senior sister: "What's going on, you actually sent WeChat."

Yan Zimi: "Is it strange?"

"It's so strange!" The senior sister picked up the flyer: "I haven't seen you explain the activities to anyone like that, what's wrong?"

Yan Zimi smiled lightly: "What?"

"Yes!" The senior sister found the blind spot again: "You still smile at him."

Yan Zimi said confidently, "He is handsome."

Suddenly, the senior sister really choked.

Then he laughed: "Indeed."

She added: "After all, they are all handsome guys. It doesn't matter whether they are asked for WeChat or ask for WeChat, it's so convenient, isn't it?"

Yan Zimi's eyes drifted away: "Someone came to consult."

Senior sister glanced at Yan Zimi with a half-smile, then turned her head and left.

Yan Zimi's cell phone vibrated again, and he quickly picked it up to look at it.

Pei Huan sent him two messages one after another.

"Hello"

"Pei Huan, Junior Mathematics"

Yan Zimi bowed his head and replied: "Yan Zimi, a sophomore in fine arts"

He thought for a while, and added: "Hello senior."

Pei Huan said: "I know you"

The corner of Yan Zimi's mouth couldn't help ticking: "I know you too."

After this short self-introduction, Pei Huan had no news.

Yan Zimi pursed her lips and clicked on Pei Huan's note.

Pei Huan's WeChat name is "fire", Yan Zimi first changed it to Pei Huan, but then deleted it and changed it to senior.

But deleted it again, and used his original one.

Unexpectedly, when he quit, Pei Huan sent another message.

fire: "Know that I said yesterday that I don't know me?"

Yan Zimi's face suddenly became hot, but luckily Pei Huan was not around.

After thinking about it, he finally figured it out: "You didn't know me yesterday either."

Yan Zimi didn't know, Pei Huan on the other end smiled.

He really didn't know Yan Zimi yesterday.

But he didn't say it.

fire: "Then we just met today"

Yan Zimi's typing hands are getting more and more floating: "Okay"

Fire also said: "Don't drink ice water when you have a cold."

Yan Zimi licked his lips, put down his phone, and glanced at the iced mineral water on the table.

After a while, I picked it up and said to Pei Huan, "Okay."

Fire said again: "Thank you for the water yesterday"

Yan Zimi: "You're welcome, you've already said thank you."

fire: "That thank you is because you added me on WeChat"

Yan Zimi blinked slightly.

It seems that I can't chat anymore, I can only say: "You're welcome"

After this time, Pei Huan really never sent another message.

Yan Zimi stayed in this chat interface for several minutes before locking the phone.

locked directly.

After lunch, there were significantly fewer people.

But why is it more boring?

Yan Zimi felt his palms were so hot.

After a weekend and a school day, there was another English class on Tuesday afternoon.

It was still the same classroom in the teaching building, Yan Zimi arrived 5 minutes early today, and there was no one in the class when he came.

He still sat in the same position as last time, by the window, in the last row.

The basketball court below has never been empty in his memory, but today the players playing are all strangers.

Five minutes later, students came one after another in the class, probably because Yan Zimi really came too early, and the students who came to greet him in front of him would add "it's so early today" by the way.

Yan Zimi didn't explain anything other than humming.

Xiao Gang arrived almost by stepping on the bell. He pulled away the chair next to Yan Zimi and sat down. The first sentence was also: "Today you are even earlier than me."

Yan Zimi didn't think anything at first, but after being told by everyone, he felt that he was unusual.

The two English classes ended very slowly. When the bell rang, Yan Zimi got up from his books. The first thing he did was to look at the basketball court below.

How did this group of people fight for so long.

In fact, this basketball court is very remote, and most of the people from the Academy of Art came to play. It must have been an accident last Friday afternoon.

Yan Zimi didn't stay long, packed his schoolbag and left.

But he seems a little reconciled today, because of the 5 minutes he arrived early.

So I didn't go back to the dormitory.

But also don't know where to go.

People just can't be idle, and don't have any sudden encounters, otherwise any outrageous things can be done.

For example, Yan Zimi has opened the campus map at this moment, and locked on the nearest court to the Science Building without knowing that Pei Huan must be playing at the moment.

15 minutes away, he walked over.

After entering, Yan Zimi looked at the boys on the field, not knowing whether he should be thankful that the emperor has lived up to his painstaking efforts, or whether he should laugh at himself and feel sorry for him because he has nothing to do.

Pei Huan really played here.

There was no sunlight in the hall, and the temperature was lower than outside. Pei Huan was wearing a full set of long-sleeved sportswear outside.

When Yan Zimi arrived, the ball was in the opponent's hands, but when Yan Zimi found an empty seat and sat down, we had already scored a goal.

It looked like a half-time entertainment game, played very loosely, and there were occasional laughs on the court.

There are not many people who come to see it, and there are not too few, and there are more girls.

Others were secretly taking pictures.

Yan Zimi felt that the photos on his phone from a year ago might have come from one of the girls.

Pei Huan is known to everyone because of his playing. He already has extra points for being handsome. He still plays steadily, serious when he is serious, casual and casual, and his skills have not lagged at all.

He looks tall and bounces well, and later found that he has good grades.

It's hard not to be liked.

Yan Zimi's attention was on Pei Huan, and the ball was in Pei Huan's hands at the moment, while two people on the left and right were blocking him.

Pei Huan walked a few steps with the ball, one suddenly stepped forward, and the other abruptly retreated. A fake move directly tricked the person in front of him to fall to the ground, and then he turned around and went around the other person to shoot.

in.

The surrounding applause sounded instantly, and the people on the field also laughed.

"Show, Brother Huan." Someone said.

Pei Huan made a gesture, turned around and pulled the man up from the ground, and patted him on the shoulder.

Probably because it was hot, Pei Huan walked a little to the side and took off his coat.

The light gray coat quickly rolled into a ball in his hands, and when everyone thought he would casually throw it aside, he lifted it up.

Then, he threw the dress like a ball with one hand, and threw it into the audience in a perfect parabola.

Throwing into Yan Zimi's arms.

Yan Zimi was taken aback.

He hugged his clothes subconsciously and stared blankly at Pei Huan, but Pei Huan turned around and entered the court as if he hadn't done anything.

Yan Zimi's position was at the back, front, back, left, and left, and there was no one around. When he picked it up, everyone in the front row turned to look at him.

Some people showed slightly surprised eyes.

Yan Zimi looked down at the unraveled clothes, and swallowed hard.

It didn't take long for the court to rest. Pei Huan's teammates were scattered on the sidelines. Only Pei Huan walked around to the aisle of the auditorium.

Yan Zimi's heart was beating wildly again.

Especially when Pei Huan sat beside him.

"It's so neatly folded." Pei Huan sat down and said.

Yan Zimi glanced at the coat that was placed on his lap, and replied, "Boring."

Pei Huan asked, "Why are you here?"

That's a very good question. You, a student of an art academy, why did you come here all the way?

Yan Zimi thought about it and said, "Passing by."

Pei Huan had no doubts, probably because he was used to college students choosing to watch others play when they had nothing to do, so he didn't ask further.

Instead, I asked something else.

"Is there water?"

Yan Zimi's God's perspective suddenly landed on the side of his backpack. After thinking about it, he still pulled out the bottle of water.

The next second, Pei Huan took it, unscrewed it, and drank it with his head up.

Pei Huan has a beautiful profile, Yan Zimi knew about it a year ago.

But it's the first time it's been this close.

In order to prevent the bottle from touching his mouth, Pei Huan raised his head a little higher.

Yan Zimi just looked at him like this, watching his Adam's apple move up and down because of drinking water, it took him a long time to look back.

When Pei Huan finished drinking, Yan Zimi said, "I have."

"I know," Pei Huan smiled, "Why, it's not for me to drink?"

Yan Zimi shook his head: "No," he nodded again: "Yes," he added: "It's for you to drink."

Pei Huan laughed again, put his hands on his knees suddenly, and looked straight at Yan Zimi: "Are you naturally blushing?"

After the words fell, Yan Zimi felt that his face was not only red, but also burned.

He immediately picked up Pei Huan's clothes to cover half of his face.

Pei Huan sat down again, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, it seems that I shouldn't ask."

Probably because he was afraid that Yan Zimi would be cramped, Pei Huan changed the subject while screwing on the bottle cap: "I didn't see you wearing glasses last time, how nearsighted are you?"

Yan Zimi shook his head: "Not nearsighted."

After speaking, he performed a finger piercing technique for Pei Huan.

Gold-rimmed glasses, Yan Zimi had been picking them out for a long time before going out at noon.

But Pei Huan asked, "Why are you wearing this?"

Yan Zimi also asked, "Isn't it pretty?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look into Pei Huan's eyes, and smiled at Pei Huan while pushing his glasses.

Pei Huan was obviously taken aback.

It took a long time before he said, "It looks good."

Yan Zimi pushed his glasses again: "Yes, for the sake of looking good."

Pei Huan lowered his head and smiled, and took another sip of Yan Zimi's water.