cute crush method

At the end of November, Bai Xiangxiao was completely overwhelmed by English. He couldn't memorize the phrases starting with A every time in that vocabulary book. The more he recited, the faster he forgot.

The only freshman in the dormitory who passed the fourth grade was the third child. Seeing them each holding a vocabulary book, he smiled from ear to ear: "I failed the fourth grade, can I still do it?"

Seeing him leisurely holding a comic book, Lao Li became very angry: "Gao Jie, just be smug, and don't ask your brother to help you in the future."

Even the first and last names were called out, and the third child quickly put down the comic book and smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, I can't help you review."

The third child got off the bed, and really helped them draw the key points to recite, and taught a wave of grammar by the way.

After memorizing the words taught by the third child for a week, Bai Xiangxiao was almost dizzy, and now he has a headache when he sees the letters abc.

The third child didn't expect these people to work so hard, reciting English to sleep and forgetting to eat and sleep. On Monday, he specially brought three lunch boxes full of Coca-Cola chicken wings from home.

"My mother made it, everyone has a share, so I have to reward everyone for working so hard."

The second child ate with relish: "Auntie is simply a savior."

Lao Li even exaggerated: "I love Auntie!"

The four had enough to eat and drink, and the third child took up the role of English teacher. In order to ensure that the roommates could pass the fourth level, they began to check their recent study results.

When asked about Bai Xiangxiao, he found that he didn't even fully understand what an inversion sentence is.

The third child seemed to have discovered a new world, and he was very emotional: "God is really fair, for giving an enviable appearance, it must take away a little IQ."

Bai Xiangxiao: ...

Can you lose a little more?

But Bai Xiangxiao is used to it. He has never had a good time studying since he was a child. Every time he takes an exam, he is easily nervous. When he is nervous, he even forgets the meeting. Then he gets a beating when he gets home. The beating is mild. I can be forced to read the book again, but I am lucky to give up on myself if I hit too hard, and I will continue to fail in the exam next time, forming a perfect endless loop.

What is meant by being born is not material for learning, it must be him.

On the day of the Level [-] exam in December, the first snow of winter fell.

When I woke up in the morning, the outside of the window was covered with dazzling white, the treetops and the road were covered with thick snow, the salt truck on the road never stopped back and forth, and large flakes of snow were still falling in the sky. Form a white barrier.

Putting on a down jacket, facing the heavy snow with goose feathers, Bai Xiangxiao knew he was cold when he came out of the examination room, and it would be a ghost if he could pass the fourth level.

During this period of time, he even brought a vocabulary book with him to work, and in the end he could only remember what he could remember when he made the paper.

Bai Xiangxiao has been appointed, let's fight again next year.

When I went to work at Xingqi Coffee on weekends, Bai Xiangxiao was a little listless because of the failure of the exam. He didn't expect that He Tao, who was working overtime, also had a bitter look on his face.

Bai Xiang smiled and gave her a latte: "What's the matter, Sister He Tao?"

He Tao took the latte, grabbed Bai Xiangxiao's hand and cried, "Xiaobai, tell my sister when the exam is over and when you can take the winter vacation. After the holiday, hurry up and move to the manager's house, sister and the market Everyone in the Ministry can't take it anymore."

Bai Xiangxiao looked confused, not knowing what was going on.

He Tao began to complain silently: "I work overtime every day, and the workers who wake up on weekends are the pain of overtime work. Who can understand it? I know that the manager has not been in a good mood for the past two months, but if he continues to work overtime like this, tomorrow's news headlines will be A 28-year-old young girl died suddenly at work, and when did even foreign companies start to make inroads?"

A 28-year-old self-proclaimed young girl... Bai Xiangxiao didn't dare to answer.

Seeing He Tao's sad face, Bai Xiangxiao scratched his head and squeezed out a sentence: "Thanks for your hard work, sister He Tao, I'll treat you to latte today."

He Tao waved his hand and quickly refused: "Although my sister's life is hard, I can't let you pay for it!"

If the manager knows that she has spent the hard work of the little panda working, she will not lose her skin at work tomorrow?

Bai Xiangxiao thought for a while, it seemed that it had been a month since the last time he met Han Xing, and he had sent very few messages in the past two weeks, all because he couldn't spare enough energy to think about other things in order to cope with various exams before the winter vacation .

The main reason was that Han Xing didn't take the initiative to contact him, so Bai Xiangxiao naturally thought that both of them were busy, so he didn't think much about it.

But hearing what He Tao said, maybe Han Xing was in a bad mood because something went wrong at work, and as a younger brother, he really should care about it.

On Christmas Eve on the 24th, the four people in the dormitory originally wanted to go out together to have a good time, but Bai Xiangxiao refused, turned around and left the school to go to the supermarket.

After buying a bagful of apples and two steaks, he checked the time and it was already eight o'clock in the evening, so Bai Xiangxiao hurriedly took a taxi to Han Xingjia.

Standing at the door, Bai Xiangxiao remembered that he didn't seem to have sent Han Xing a message in advance, so he just came here uninvited...

Looking at the tightly closed black and gray grid security door in front of him, he knew the code of the combination lock, but it was impolite to unlock it and go in directly. Bai Xiangxiao rang the doorbell and stood quietly waiting at the door.

1 minutes passed and no one opened the door.

He raised his hand and pressed it again.

2 minutes passed and still no one opened the door.

Bai Xiangxiao was in trouble, Han Xing was not at home, right?He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Han Xing.

Opposite seconds to pick up.

"Hey."

The voice on the phone was a little hoarse.

Bai Xiang smiled and explained: "Brother, are you at home? I forgot to send you a message in advance, and I'm at your door now."

Han Xing was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then heard the sound of moving a chair.

"I'll open the door."

Bai Xiangxiao hung up the phone and felt relieved. Fortunately, Han Xing was at home, so he didn't make a trip for nothing.

But didn't he hear the doorbell ring twice just now?

And I don't know why, just now Han Xing's voice seemed a little panting, a little lower than usual, female and sullen.

Bai Xiangxiao had to say that, as a man, he felt that the sound would make his ears pregnant.

The anti-theft door in front of him finally opened, and seeing that Han Xing hadn't changed his trousers and shirt, Bai Xiangxiao was a little embarrassed: "Did I disturb you from working overtime?"

Didn't open the door for him maybe it was a video conference?

"No, come in."

Bai Xiangxiao went in with his things at ease, changed into his slippers and ran to the kitchen to put the steak in the refrigerator for preservation.

Han Xing turned around and went to the study immediately. He squeezed the center of his brows, lowered his head and quickly cleaned up the dozens of photos on the desktop.

The bright light of each photo perfectly sets off the warm atmosphere, but the shooting angles are different, some are drying clothes on the windowsill of the dormitory, some are walking under the shade of the school tree, some are eating in the cafeteria, and some are Close-up profile shots.

All kinds of expressions, movements, and expressions are captured extremely vividly, and the pictures are vividly reflected.

And these photos are all of the same subject, who is now cutting apples in the kitchen next door.

Bai Xiangxiao peeled and cut the apples into pieces, put them on a plate and inserted a toothpick, and tasted a piece by himself first, it was sweet and sour, and the taste was not bad, he carried the fruit plate to the study with satisfaction.

Seeing Han Xing holding a pen and writing something while staring at the ppt on the computer, there were several stacks of documents on the table.

He put the apple lightly on the desk, glanced at what Han Xing had written, and it turned out to be from Quanying... Bai Xiangxiao immediately thought of his crappy CET-[-] exam, and was about to quit silently and pretend he didn't see it.

The moment he looked away, he found a ball of paper towels on the corner of the table. The paper towels were obviously used, and some white liquid was still stained on them.

With this consistency, you can tell what it is at a glance.

Bai Xiangxiao was shocked.

——You are so old, do you still use correction fluid for writing?

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