"Dang, dang, dang..." A series of knocks on the door rang. Ximen Yuerou had just fallen asleep. Taking a nap every day had been her constant routine for many years. However, recently she had not slept for half a month. That was because every day
At this time the door will ring.
She frowned impatiently, and her plan was to get up habitually, put on her shoes, open the door, and look directly at the crack in the door... The same thing happened every time in the recent period.
Every day after a knock on the door, a letter would appear, but no one was there. Because she lived alone in the old dormitory, there was no management staff and anyone could easily enter. Fortunately, such harassment only occurred during
At noon, otherwise Yuerou would never have peace.
But there is an interesting thing. Every day, the envelope, stationery, and the name of the person signing the letter are constantly changing. This means that different people are sending love letters to her every day. The contents range from disgusting to beautiful.
To name a few, when combined, they can produce a YY novel, a collection of essays, a collection of poetry, a collection of vernacular essays...
But today, when she looked down as usual, she didn't find an envelope, but a pair of cheap imitation brand sneakers from a street vendor. The toes were badly worn, and the shoelaces were tied awkwardly. She looked like a sloppy person at first glance.
She was still wondering, people today are so brave, they actually walked directly to the road, and when she looked around, she saw a familiar face. They had dinner together at noon, and they were listening to classes at the same desk in the morning, so bad
His smile and lustful eyes are something no one can imitate.
"It's you?!" Ximen Yuerou said in surprise.
Liu Zile squeezed in directly through the door without any ceremony, grinning: "I just came to see you, no need for any welcome ceremony."
Ximen Yuerou looked at herself and the empty room. She really wanted to hold a ceremony, but conditions were limited, so the ceremony she held was also a memorial service!
Ever since the last time Liu Zile spent the night in this room, there were rumors of an affair between the two. From the moment Ximen Yuerou misunderstood Liu Zile, the two had not spoken a word to each other. Later, the misunderstanding was gradually solved, and the relationship between the two on campus was
The attention has also dropped significantly, and Liu Zile did not stalk her. All this proves that the original rumors were not deliberately caused by Liu Zile and that she had misunderstood him.
However, due to the girl's reserve and her calm and calm personality, she just let nature take its course and ignored it. Unexpectedly, this figure would appear in her dreams every day, sometimes frivolous, sometimes rogue, sometimes
Righteousness stands in front of him, and he never lets go!
Since then, she has been looking for an opportunity to completely resolve the misunderstanding with him, but he has become more and more mysterious, playing like a dragon without seeing the end. She finally got news in the past two days, but it was in the hospital.
This frightened Ximen Yuerou to death, especially when she saw him wrapped up like a rice dumpling, she was even more frightened. But what surprised her even more was that she originally thought that she was the only one who would go see him, but she didn't expect that it would turn out to be a meeting with the school beauties...
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Ximen Yuerou asked herself that no matter what time she was, she would never be a jealous woman in her heart. But at that moment, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if she could squeeze a lemon out of sour water. She wanted to leave, but then she thought
He coaxed everyone else out and wanted her to wipe his wounds just like that night...
The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. Yuerou couldn't even figure out what she was thinking. But Liu Zile wandered around the small room leisurely, sometimes looking at the bed, sometimes looking at the bathroom, and murmuring to himself: "Not bad. Not bad."
, it hasn’t changed much from the last time I came here. I won’t think I’ve entered the wrong room again if I touch it again.”
At the same time, he also added in his mind that it doesn't matter if he puts it in the wrong place, as long as he doesn't go to the wrong bed.
"Hey, you, do you have a problem with me?" Ximen Yuerou pretended not to hear, suppressing her chaotic mood and asked softly.
"Oh!" Liu Zile fell down on the bed, took off the dilapidated schoolbag that had been carried on his back from elementary school to university, and took out a brand new textbook. He didn't even write the name. He said that university is
In heaven, it doesn’t matter whether I go to class or not, but it’s not like this, right? Liu Zile scratched his head in embarrassment and said: “I’ve been busy lately and missed a lot of classes. As you know, it’s not easy for me to go to college. I’m an old man in the family.
Dad is working hard to make money, and he is still waiting for me to show up and go back to honor him, so I have to catch up quickly, but I am not popular in the class and no one wants to talk to me. I just ask you to help me make up for the lessons!"
You are not very popular yet. I heard that many of your classmates have written love letters to you, well, although not as many as me. Ximen Yuerou glanced at her lightly, but was surprised to find that the thoughts in her heart are getting more and more intense now.
There are more. Although I don’t bother to say it out loud, my thoughts are much more complicated than before, and I have more and more things to worry about. Could this be the legendary girl Huai Chun? She can’t be pregnant, right?
Yue Rou began to think wildly again. Liu Zi Le was still sorting out the books. Yue Rou glanced at them and realized that it was no wonder the books were so new. The textbooks that this guy brought were clearly just for excuses.
Come and see yourself!
Ximen Yuerou didn't criticize him. She sat next to him on the bed and pulled over the desk. Since it was a make-up lesson, she had to be more serious. She didn't dare to say anything else. She had to listen carefully in class and review carefully after class. Ximen Yuerou didn't say anything.
Yuerou recognizes the second, but cannot find the first.
Although university courses are basically focused on professional courses, tourism majors require the study of measured knowledge, such as tourism geography and tourism psychology. Yuerou’s textbooks are neat and tidy, with each picture and page drawings.
The focus of the class is to remember to take notes carefully, as if I were still a primary school student, taking my studies seriously and meticulously.
Liu Zile read it vaguely. To be honest, he couldn't recognize many of the words on it, but he still pretended to read it carefully. Ximen Yuerou waited until he had finished reading and asked softly: "How is it? Is there anything wrong with it?"
I understand, you can ask me."
How could Liu Zi Le miss such a good learning opportunity? He rolled his eyes, and piles of questions rushed out. Ximen Yuerou was so angry that he almost tore the book and stuffed it into his mouth. Listen to the questions, for example, when leading a tour group
When there are two single men and women, and the other party is unwilling to pay additional accommodation fees, how to arrange accommodation for the two of them? Is it okay to arrange the single woman to share a room with the tour guide? If a woman comes to travel for relaxation because of a breakup, is the tour guide obligated?
Should we provide her with psychological counseling, psychological massage, and physical massage? If a single woman...