Ten years of loyal dog chasing his wife

For Gongxi Bitong, the two sisters of the Qiao family never hurt her for a moment. Usually, as long as a few people get together, she will have the perception of being blinded. If not, then she can only With a full heart, I watched the two of them throwing dog food crazily.

But because there are only so many people they know each other in Shenggong University, and there are even fewer people who can have fun together. Compared with participating in clubs, they are more willing to stay in the library and read books, so they all agreed on the first place. During the first year, no one joined any college-level or department-level clubs, so that they could play together in their spare time.

However, there are many courses in the freshman year, so they don't have a lot of time to play together. Usually, they can only read books in the library on weekends.

The appointment was made the night before, and whoever gets up earlier will take up the seat. Usually, Gongxi Bitong gets up the earliest, and then the person who is farthest from the two dormitories meets by chance at some place. Come together.

Once seeing these two people make an appointment together and Shi Shiran came in, Gongxi Bitong only said MMP in his heart, what kind of friends are these. "Sit down, what's the arrangement for today?"

Qiao Wan raised her hand and glanced at her watch, and said, "It's past nine o'clock, we have three hours, we can do whatever we want, and then go to eat."

Gongxi Bitong put down the book in her hand and said helplessly, "I know it's been so long, what I want to ask is, will you come this afternoon?"

The book in her hand was taken from the bookshelf at random. The library of Shenggong University is quite complete, and all kinds of books can be found there, but for the two people, these books don't seem to be of much importance to them. attraction.

It is not easy to study in the dormitory. At this time, those roommates often have not woken up. Some of them are still very light sleepers. Even the slightest noise can wake them up from their sleep.

In view of the fact that they will be together for more than three years in the future, both Qiao Yu and Qiao Wan wisely chose to give in. If they want to study or something, they can come out and find a place to sit down. This place is often the library of Sheng Gong University .

However, the majors and requirements of the three people are different, so when Gongxi Bitong was reading a book, wearing similar clothes, like twin sisters, one of them was holding a book to settle the accounts, and the other was The scene where the computer is crackling and typing is turned on.

Qiao Yu studied journalism, and working overtime on weekends to write manuscripts is not a problem. I often see their professional people take their computers with them wherever they go. The computer is like a necessity—for example, their second head What.

There is never a moment to leave.

It's hard to say anything else, but one thing is certain, that is, she can work as a typist. After four years, how fast she can type.

At this moment, Qiao Yu had already taken out her laptop and put it on the table, and Gongxi Bitong poked her head over to look at it, and asked a little boredly: "Your girlfriend should still keep accounts, so How about you, start writing a press release today too?"

Qiao Yu shook her head and said, "Today is special, it is writing a love letter."

"Huh?" Gongxi Bitong's head disappeared behind the computer cover, and she quickly walked over from the other side of the table, and looked at her computer screen curiously: "Love letter, who asked you to write it, write it to who?"

"The task assigned by my daughter-in-law is to write a love letter to her every week. I think I owed it for three years before."

Over there, Qiao Wan tapped on the calculator to settle the accounts, without raising her head, she said, "Return the ones you wrote by hand in those three years, and then you can write by hand or electronically, or you can just try to draw. Glue or something...anything is fine, and it doesn't have to be to praise me."

Qiao Yu's computer was still stuck on the startup screen. Gongxi Bitong didn't want to really look at it at first, but just wanted to come over and take a look out of inertia. Now that she can't see it, she doesn't intend to be persistent. If she wants to see it, she is ready to take a look. I went back and sat down to continue reading, just really curious.

"Who else is chasing girls with love letters?" Gongxi Bitong opened the "Pride and Prejudice" in her hand, a little puzzled.

It's probably just you two weirdos. "You two, who came up with the idea?"

For Qiao Yu, she has ten thousand ways to express her love, so she doesn't need to write love letters like this every day, after all, she usually has a lot of manuscripts to write.

And what Qiao Wan said didn't seem like someone who could be deceived by the sweet words in the love letter—so Gongxi Bitong was a little curious, who put it up first?

Qiao Wan put the pen in her hand back into the cap with a snap, and said leisurely, "I asked for it."

Gongxi Bitong rolled her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Why, our liberal arts champion hasn't caught up with you yet? Or is it because you don't like her way of pursuing, so you want to make up for it now?"

Or is it simply that you have special hobbies and don't like anything else, especially love letters?

But...Qiao Wan received a lot of love letters when she was in high school, especially a silly boy who was said to have written love letters to Qiao Wan every day for two consecutive years.

Later, when I saw that nothing had happened, I slowly gave up.

During the whole process, Qiao Wan didn't say a word to him, nor took the initiative to persuade him to give up, nor did she report him to the teacher.It's just that every letter was thrown directly into the drawer without even looking at it.

Indifference is the greatest violence.

The boy finally died under such violence and hopelessness, and slowly gave up the girl he liked.

Qiao Wan took a deep look at her, and said in a low voice, "She has already caught up with her, but as I said, I will consider marrying her after writing 520 love letters."

Gongxi Bitong silently lowered her head and counted. If one letter is written every week, there are about 53 weeks in a year, so 520 letters is... ten years?

"..." The day lily must be completely cold.

What era is it now?The era when the blind date is right, and the next day you can go to get the marriage certificate in love with each other.

Who has the mood to write you a ten-year love letter?

"...Didn't you really take the initiative to push our lovely Miss Qiaoyu out? Do the math, that's a whole ten years!"

Maybe Gongxi Bitong couldn't help speaking louder, and the feigned coughs of other students kept coming from all around, reminding them to talk and laugh in a low voice.

Gongxi Bitong also understood that she had been rude, and made a few gestures of apology in the eyes of the people who were looking in all directions, and those people turned their heads back again.

Qiao Yu unhurriedly opened her electronic file and said with a smile, "That's right, ten years is too long, so you see, I've already started to take action, and I've been making up a ten-year love letter." .”

"You have to write about what happened before." Qiao Wan blushed, as if remembering the two love letters she saw last night, one of which recorded the moment when they just started high school, and Qiao Yu was the first The words that came to mind when I saw her for the first time.

"Sitting dignifiedly like a little princess from a rich family, her body is spotless, and even the corners of her clothes are shining. I can't see anyone else except you."

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yu, that sullen girl, really recognized her with just one glance at the beginning.

It's just that Qiao Yu's writing is more like a diary than a love letter.

He presented himself to her at the beginning and his mood, without any concealment.

"How long do you want to write?" Gongxi Bitong scratched her head and counted with her fingers, "You are right now, even if you make up for those three years, you still have to be 25 to finish writing, and this is still a consideration, It's not final. Besides, after seven years, do you really still like Qiao Wan? You might as well strike while the iron is hot..."

Anyway, from Gongxi Bitong's point of view, let alone seven years later, even whether it will be so good after graduation is another matter.

Qiao Yu freed one hand, and Shu made a silent gesture around her mouth. Under the eyes of Gongxi Bitong who didn't know why, she smiled and said, "I still believe in myself. Besides, I am 25 years old. It’s not too late, after graduating and working for a few years, when I can gain a foothold in society, be financially independent, and be able to negotiate with parents, it’s about this age.”

She thought about it again, and continued: "I don't want Wan'er to marry me and suffer with me, so it should be a more suitable age at that time."

"I didn't think so much." Qiao Wan gave her a strange look and said, "I just thought, even if you fail to persist, leave me and go with someone else, at least I can still live with that pile of love letters, one a day, and it will be ten years after I read it. If I read it a few times, this life may be over. Besides, maybe I can find a second one just by looking at it. What about the good man?"

Qiao Yu shook her head resolutely, and held her hand tightly: "You don't have such an opportunity, you are mine."

"What if?"

"No chance. You are mine."

Qiao Wan lowered her head and thought for a while, and then gave up: "That's right, anyway, I can't find another you, even if it's useless to keep this, I'd better just keep you. ...Don't write a love letter?"

Qiao Yu laughed: "Write it, why don't you write it? Save it for later years, when you should have forgotten everything, miss your youth, if we adopt children, we will also show them what is from school uniforms to wedding dresses."

"All right, all right, you have a lot of ideas, and everything you say is right." Seeing no one around, Qiao Wan quickly kissed her on the face: "Okay, after the 520 love letters are finished, I will Considering marrying you."

"Okay." Qiao Yu nodded with a smile. "I really want to finish writing right away, but after 520 letters, I still have to write for the rest of my life, so I can't rush."

"Actually...if you don't finish writing, I'll marry you too." Qiao Wan said in a low voice, "I'm just doing it, so don't take it to heart, how can you decide whether to marry or not? I'll assume it's you, If you say that tomorrow is a proof, I can also fly back tonight to steal the household registration book, no matter whether you will be rich or poor in the future, at least there will be me, you have to remember."

Gongxi Bitong buried her face in her arms with a look of indifference - people who are in love really have the sour smell of love all over their bodies.

After a while, I heard Qiao Yu say something softly.

"Well, I remember."

Extremely serious.

The author has something to say: My God, 5200 letters, what kind of god am I?I can't finish writing until I'm buried in the soil, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm slipping away