Chapter 2 Peacock Forest (2)

I walked back to the dormitory and sat at the desk. When I put "Personality Psychology" on the shelf, Rong An opened the door and came in and said excitedly, "I found that girl's name!" "Which girl?" 』I turned to look at him, a little puzzled. "The one you like!" It dawned on me that he was talking about the girl with a sweet smile, the one who picked the sheep. Rong An and I are both single seniors, and there are no female students in the class for us to hunt. Fortunately, the school stipulates that we must take general education courses, so we have the opportunity to meet girls from other departments.

Rong An and I chose this course this semester because I heard that the professor is very generous with his grades. This course is three credits, and there are three consecutive lessons every Tuesday afternoon, and the students who take the course are from all departments. Not long after class, I was attracted by the girl with a sweet smile. She looks very quiet, her eyes are big and bright, and she especially smiles very sweetly. I usually sit about three rows behind her, watching her from a height, occasionally lost in reverie. But I had no way of knowing her name and department, until last Tuesday she came to class wearing a department uniform,

I just found out that she studied statistics. "How do you know her name? 』I asked Rong An. "When I ran out of the classroom in the afternoon, I just heard someone call her: stop the stream." "Stop the stream? 』 "Hey." Rong An was very proud, "Didn't we just find out last week that she majored in Statistics? So I immediately ran to the Academic Affairs Office to find the names from Statistics 1 to Statistics 4 and compared them one by one, and finally..." Rong An took out a long and narrow piece of paper from his coat pocket, spread it out on the desk,

I looked down and saw that it was the name of Statistics Three. And there is a name circled in red pen under the note—— Liu Weiting. After I stared at Liu Weiting's name for a few seconds, I let out a cry. "Huh?" Rong An opened his eyes wide, "Why is your reaction so flat?" "What else? 』 "Hurry up and take the offensive!" Rong An slapped the table with both hands, looking very excited. I looked up at Rong An, not knowing what to say? Although whenever I look at her back in the classroom or think of her smile at the desk, Always eager to know her name, but never thought that once I know her name,

So what? "Write a love letter to her." Rong An said. I think it's right, that's the only way. After all, I am already in my senior year. If I don’t have a relationship or a girlfriend in my college life, Just like no matter how many interceptions, blocks, and assists there are on the basketball court, but no points are scored, It will feel like the game is blank. So I immediately got up and went to other dormitories to borrow books that teach people how to write love letters. It is not difficult to borrow such books. On the bookshelves of students our age, Books abound on how to attack and defend the opposite sex.

So I quickly borrowed two books, one of which has some highlights in red pen. I took out the letter paper, thought about it and referred to those two books, and finally wrote the first sentence: If Chengda is a garden, you are the most fragrant and most eye-catching flower. "Rong An..." "What's the matter?" He approached me. "fine. 』 "Then why did you call me?" I ignored him and just waved my left hand to tell him not to come over. I wanted to ask him how he wrote the first sentence?But it suddenly occurred to me that his fighting power was weaker than mine,

If he listened to his opinion, the consequences would be disastrous. Rong An went to take a shower, only me and a lamp on the desk were left in the bedroom. I held my breath and concentrated on writing the letter, trying my best to write neatly, and repeating the written sentences in a low voice. If you accidentally write a typo or feel that the sentence is not smooth, just rub the letter paper and start over. The tone of the text is as sincere as possible without being humble, and flattery is avoided when praising her. When Rong An came back from the shower and pushed open the bedroom door, I finally finished writing, leaving only the last signature.

"What do you want to sign?" ’ I didn’t even look back, ‘It’s not good to use your real name. 』 "What about Anonymous?" Rong An said. "It's not about donating money for the kindness that people don't want people to know about." 』 "What about someone who has been paying attention to you for a long time?" "This sounds like a threatening letter. 』 "What about someone who has a crush on you but dares not confess?" "Not good.Maybe she'll think I'm a pervert or weird. 』 "Is it famous or not?" "Is it well-known? 』

"There's another joke here. You know my name, but you don't know my dick." "asshole! 』 In such an elegant atmosphere of writing a love letter, he actually said this sentence, I turned around and cursed. But after I finished cursing, seeing his appearance, I was too surprised to speak. Rong An was completely naked, not even wearing his underwear, walking around in the dormitory. "You... what are you doing? 』 "I'm walking the bird." He didn't stop, and continued to walk around. "..." "My little bird doesn't see the light of day 24 hours a day and only sees it when he's bathing, but

When you take a shower, you have to be showered with water.So I figured it out, it's good for your health to walk it after a shower. " After speaking, he stopped, took a chair to the window, then stood up and faced the window, Open your arms and say, "Fly!" "asshole!Come down for me! 』 I pulled Rong An off the chair with great force and said loudly, "Put on my underwear!" 』 "Oh." He responded, and put on his underwear slowly, "Then what do you want to sign?" "Just make up an alias whatever you want. 』 "I'll help you find her name, you have to treat me to a big meal."

"Don't even think about it. 』 "You really are the one who chose the peacock." When I just raised my foot to kick him, I suddenly thought of the psychological test again, so I stopped. "This Liu Weiting is the one who chooses the sheep. 』 "Sheep?" Rong An said, "What does the sheep represent?" "love. "I say. "Oh." Rong An thought for a while, "Then such a girl can definitely bring happiness to people." "probably. 』 I went back to the desk and signed the letter at the end: Ke Zilong. Add another note, ask her to go to the third tree one hundred meters away from the left of the classroom after class, I will wait for her there.If she wants to be my friend. I read the letter several times and put it in an envelope. When I was about to glue the seal on, I took the letter out and read it again. "It's all written, let's send it." Rong An said. I finally sealed the envelope and wrote the recipient's address: Chengda Statistics Three. When I lay in bed and was about to fall asleep, my head was still thinking wildly. If the psychological test is accurate, then I should like Liu Weiting more; But you will hate yourself who chooses peacock. And if she believes in that psychological test, will she not like me who chose peacock because of it? "Rong An. ’ I opened my eyes, ‘Which animal do you want to choose? 』 "Dog." Rong An replied. "I told you that there are no more dogs!"Horse, cow, sheep, tiger, peacock, what do you want to choose? 』 "I want to choose a dog." "You..." I was so angry that I sat up and lay down again, "quickly sleep! 』 After posting the letter, I would have dreams at night for several days. Sometimes it is like a dream of leading Snow White through the green grassland; sometimes it is like a strange story in Liaozhai. I also began to imagine Liu Weiting's mood after receiving the letter, would she be happy?Still bored? Would she tear the letter gracefully and throw it in the trash with disdain? Or invite friends and family to admire her spoils?