January 29, X
haze
Today, this guy said that he wanted to find a book to cultivate his sentiments, and he spent the whole day rummaging through the bookshelves looking for it. As a result, he didn't find the book he wanted to read, but accidentally found a portfolio from my high school.
"Why do you still keep such an antique thing? Could it be that there is evidence of puppy love in it?" He joked, making gestures to open the file bag.
As a person who has been single until now, I am naturally fearless.
I had a lot of these portfolios when I was in high school, and they were basically used to organize exercises and test papers. I have processed a large number of useless files some time ago, and this file should be caught.
"You can drive it if you want, am I afraid of you?" I said with a smile, "Get ready to admire the demeanor of the god of learning back then!"
This is really not me bragging, I think when I was in school, I was always at the top of the grades, and I was the first in my grade almost every time, which is not at all the same as the guy at the end of the crane.
"You think I'm really afraid to open it." He raised his eyebrows, opened the "seal" of the file bag, and poured out the documents inside.
There are many things in the portfolio, most of which are test papers.
The guy picked up a piece of paper casually, saw something, and suddenly burst out laughing.
I thought he saw some black history, and hurried to grab what was in his hand, but he sat the piece of paper under his butt.
"What did you see just now?" I asked.
He said he didn't see anything.
(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻
Nonsense! He must have seen something! Otherwise why are you smiling like that
"I saw your youthful years." He said solemnly, "I am very pleased to see that you have grown into a man of indomitable spirit."
emmmmmmm every time he calls himself brother, it must be a bad thing!
Sure enough, he paused, and said with a smile: "Why are you so nervous? Is there something ulterior in this portfolio?"
Even if I hide something, I can't hide it in the file bag, okay? It's too easy to be discovered by others!
But... Looking at his expression, I really began to wonder if I had put anything strange in my file bag back then.
Maybe whose love letter I really put in it back then
But judging from the size of that piece of paper, it should be a test paper... Could it be that he discovered some mentally retarded mistake I made on the test paper
Just as I was thinking wildly, this guy suddenly walked up to me and sat down.
"Are you mad?" he asked.
"No." I said.
joke! How could I be angry over such a trivial matter
"You're just angry." He said in an affirmative tone, "You've been like this since you were a child. Every time you get angry, you say you're not angry."
I wanted to say "I'm really not angry", but thinking of what he said just now, I swallowed the words again.
"I'm angry." I said.
Hearing this, the guy laughed out loud.
"Look, you admitted that you were angry, and you lied to me that you were not angry."
I glanced at him and said nothing.
I can see that people are shameless and invincible, no matter what I say, this guy is right.
"You can read it for yourself, it's really nothing." He said while stuffing the paper that he didn't want to show me just now into my hand.
→_→ Didn't he do this earlier so that the trouble would not be so unpleasant
I opened it and looked at the paper.
The grades were good, and I didn't make any mentally retarded mistakes.
Well, I have absolutely no idea what this guy was laughing at. Is he just trying to tease me
He smiled and asked me to turn over the paper to have a look.
I did.
On the back of the paper is a pencil drawing of Hatsune Miku...
My face flushed all of a sudden, and I hurriedly turned over the paper.
Speaking of which, I was obsessed with Japanese otaku culture when I was in high school. I liked to draw some messy things on the back of the waste test papers, and Hatsune Miku was the one who drew the most.
At that time, the generation gap was not as convenient as it is now. I even transformed earphones into peripheral products by myself.
At that time, my biggest wish was to move out from home one day, and then transform the house into a paradise of pain.
Now the former has been realized, as for the latter... I will cry if I say too much. Even though QAQ has moved out, I still dare not arrange the house as I have in mind.
At this moment, the assistant sent over tomorrow's schedule.
Alas... working day after day, I don't know when I can get out of this endless loop.
Seeing me falling into silence, Sand Sculpture sighed softly, got up and wanted to help me sort out the documents scattered on the floor.
"Just put it there, and let her take it out and throw it away when the cleaning aunt comes tomorrow." I yawned and said.
"Let's sort it out, in case there is anything memorable?" Speaking of which, he glanced at the paper on my lap with a half-smile.
I knew what he was thinking, cleared my throat in embarrassment, and said, "It's just some random graffiti from back then, it's not a big deal."
He didn't speak, and gave me a "I understand" expression.
I gave him a blank look, and turned my head to look at the wall that he had stained before.
Anyway, this wall is already dirty, even if it is painted white, it may not be restored to its original appearance. It is better to use this place as the birthplace of my exclusive painful house culture...
The more I think about it, the more I feel that this method is feasible.
Anyway, I didn't dirty the wall, I'm just trying to make up for it, even if my parents come, I can use this excuse.
I told Wu Yunfei my thoughts, but he didn't talk to me, but stared at a painting in a daze.
I poked my head over and took a look. It was a portrait I drew in my sophomore art class.
"Do you like this painting?" I asked.
He said "hmm", and after a long while suddenly smiled and asked me if I had a crush on him.
I'm a little confused so.
He put the painting next to his face, and I suddenly found that the people in the painting seemed a bit like him.
"You've secretly painted for me, don't you have a crush on me?" He asked with a smile.
This guy thinks too much. At the beginning, I only thought about drawing a similar portrait, but I didn't think about drawing him at all!
I remember very clearly that at first I wanted to draw a girl, but I was afraid that people would ask me who the girl was, so I drew a male.
In some places of this painting, some traces of my changes can even be seen.
After hearing this, the sand sculpture smiled even more happily.
He said that I remembered his appearance in my heart, so I drew him casually.
He also said that the subconscious mind can't lie, and my dream lover looks like him.
Well, he can understand it as he likes ㄟ( ▔, ▔ )ㄏ I am too lazy to compete with sand sculptures.