Chapter 3 third chapter

"He's so handsome! He's so tall!" She raised her head, stretched her fingertips to the ceiling, and gestured with her hands. Then she withdrew her hand and said: "He has so many girlfriends! I must get him! I want him to fall in love with me!" "You mean you want him to die at your feet?" I threw out an ace of clubs and teased her with a smile. That night, the two of us played poker on the spring bed in her bedroom. It was the school summer vacation.I can spend the night at her place any time I want, if I just tell Dad. She pursed her lips as she reshuffled the cards:

"He's just a little older, though." "Is he very old?" "I'm twenty-five... eight years older than me." I couldn't help laughing out loud. At that time, the boys around her were all around her age, at most only one or two years older than Di. To a seventeen-year-old girl, a twenty-five-year-old man is already an old man. "I'm afraid there will be a generation gap between me and him." She said while shuffling the deck of cards. "You've been shuffling the cards all the time. Are you handing out cards or not?" "Isn't it assigned to you now? How can I make him fall in love with me?"

I looked at the cards and said: "Aren't you an expert on this? I thought he had a crush on you." Unexpectedly, my words stimulated her. She had an idea and said excitedly: "He's an architect, he must be good at math! I can ask him about math and he can't do it! He gave me a business card the other day." After she finished speaking, she dropped the cards in her hand, jumped out of bed and looked for your business card. "It's summer vacation now!" I said angrily: "I'm doing my summer homework!" "I found it!" She took your business card, found a math textbook on the desk, and carried the phone to the bed.

I looked at the clock and said: "It's eleven o'clock on Friday night. Is he still in the office?" "How do you know if you don't try it?" She's the kind of person who always thinks about it. The phone is connected. Unexpectedly, you are still in the office. You took that call. She winked at me and said to you: "Are you Qiao Xinsheng?" That was the first time in my life I heard your name. "I'm Xia Xia. We met at a party the other day. Do you remember me?" You probably said a few words at the other end.She covered the microphone with her hands proudly, and said to me in a low voice:

"He remembers me." I fiddled with the deck of cards in boredom.In this world, it seems that there has never been a man who has seen her and not remembered her. So, I'm not surprised.The only thing that surprised me was that one of the boys she had a crush on was still working in the office on a Friday night. Then, she said to you innocently: "It's like this. I don't know how to do a few math questions. Can I ask you for advice?" You said a few more words on the other end. This time, she didn't look at me, curled her lips, raised her voice and said:

"That's good! You call me tomorrow. I'm in no hurry anyway." After hanging up, she said angrily: "Hmph, he said he was busy and would call me tomorrow." I could hardly stop laughing. You're the first guy who doesn't fly right at her when she reaches out. At that moment, I couldn't help thinking, maybe, you are different from other boys. However, I quickly started to despise you.