Chapter 22 twenty two

"Senior." Mosquito asked, "You like senior sister very much, don't you?" I stopped laughing, a little embarrassed. "Yes or no?" "This……" "Yes, yes, no, no. Boys should be frank." "Yes." I had no choice but to answer. "Does the senior want to chase after the senior sister?" "This……" "Just think about it, don't think about it if you don't want to. Boys should be frank." "Frankly, I haven't given that much thought." "Oh?" "Your senior is very good in every way." I looked at the back of Beauty No. 6, "But also because you are so good, it makes me feel small."

"Senior, you don't have to think too much." Mosquito smiled, "If you like someone's courage, you will make yourself great." I was taken aback and couldn't help but stare at the mosquito. I didn't expect her to say these words. "Is what I said reasonable?" asked the mosquito. "like……" "If there is something, there is nothing. Boys should be frank." "Yes." I smiled. "Senior doesn't have a boyfriend right now, but there are a few boys chasing her." "Yeah." I nodded, "Your senior sister is beautiful and has a good personality, so of course someone will chase her."

"So seniors have to work hard." "Compared with those boys who want to chase your senior sister, will I have an advantage?" "This……" "If you can, you can, if you don't, you won't. Girls should be frank." "Won't." "Looks like I shouldn't be asking that question." "I shouldn't answer you honestly either." The mosquito and I looked at each other and laughed, and the laughter startled Beauty No. 6, who turned her head to look at us. Beauty No. 6 finally finished talking with that girl, turned around and walked back.

"Senior sister, I still have something to do." Mosquito said, "Let the senior take you back." "Is this okay?" Beauty No. 6 looked at me. "It's my pleasure," I said. "Then let's go first." Beauty No. 6 said, "Mosquito, don't stay outside too late." "I know." Mosquito smiled. Beauty No. 6 and I turned around and walked a few steps before we heard the mosquito say behind us: "Senior, come on." I looked back at the mosquitoes and exchanged a tacit smile with each other. Beauty No. 6 didn't say much, but after walking a few steps, she suddenly laughed.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "The mosquito is indeed the school girl in the gas station story." Beauty No. 6 said. It was only around ten o'clock, so the street must still be very lively, but it was very quiet on campus. "She's beauty No. 2." "Ok?" "The girl who just talked to me." "Oh." "Only oh?" Beauty No. 6 said, "Don't you think she's pretty?" "maybe." "I have an inexplicable premonition again." Beauty No. 6 stopped, turned to look at me and said, "You must have voted for her."

"You guessed it." "That's right." "Oh." "Oh again." Beauty No. 6 said, "Then tell me, did I guess right?" "You guessed it." I said, "I was not sensible before, sorry." "immature?" "I didn't know that real beauties would choose random photos for competition." Beauty No. 6 looked a little shy, then raised her head to look at the night sky intentionally or unintentionally. "The moon is big and round tonight." Beauty No. 6 raised her head and said, "It should be a full moon."

"Oh." "Why are you always?" she said, "don't you look up at the moon?" "I was bitten by a wolf dog two days ago, and I dare not look at the moon recently. Especially the full moon." "Nonsense. You're not a werewolf." Beauty No. 6 smiled. "Actually, I slept in a stiff neck in the morning, and now my neck is still a little stiff, and it hurts when I raise my head." "I see." "By the way, you said you were born in autumn." After walking three steps forward, beauty No. 6 said, "Has your birthday passed yet?"

"not yet." "Ok?" "Is there a problem?" "Usually when people answer the question, they will say what date their birthday is by the way." "It's not a good day, let's not talk about it." "You're talking nonsense again." "It's true," I said, "my birthday is next Friday." "Next Friday?" Beauty No. 6 was puzzled, "Is that a disaster anniversary?" "No," I said, "it just happens to be the 13th." Beauty No. 6 froze for a moment, then laughed. "Sorry." She stuck out her tongue, "I shouldn't have laughed."

"It's okay." I said. "I will definitely say happy birthday to you then." "Please do not." "why?" "It's said that saying happy birthday to someone on Black Friday will bring you bad luck for a week." "Is there such a saying?" Beauty No. 6 wondered, "Who is unlucky?" "It's unlucky for the person who said it." "What about the birthday person?" "People who celebrate their birthdays are only unlucky, not unlucky." "Then I have to say happy birthday to you in advance."

"Thanks," I said, "on my birthday, I'll be careful." "Yes." She nodded and smiled, "Please take care."