Warm love story _ warm and beautiful love story
Warm love story 1: I like you, you know? I know better than he how long he has been wearing those jeans.
I don't know how many times I played an old play like wandering on the stairs with a broom and pretending to clean up, but I actually wanted to pretend to meet him. Because the seniors like him, they suddenly become very active. I used to wait until the dormitory to go to the bathroom. I began to cherish every opportunity to go out. Physical education class, experimental class, school cleaning time, even after ten minutes, I will rush out of the classroom, dragging my best friend and pretending to play with her. In fact, my mind is in the opposite teaching building, just trying to find his figure. If he happens to see here, then my heart.
I met him at the school fraternity. He sings birch forest on the guitar, ten times more handsome than Park Shu. He charmed a large number of girls, including me, but when they screamed and waved to him, I kept silent and pretended not to care. In private, when they happily waved a small note in their hands to tell me that they had got his mobile phone number and QQ number, I had a warm chat with him online and often sent messages to each other. (so proud, haha)
Because I pay close attention to him every day, I obviously have nothing in common with him, but I still feel that he often appears in my own life. I suspect that I know his whereabouts better than he does, the snack bar he likes to go to, when he plays ball every day, the first canteen at noon, the second canteen at night and even his favorite food. Even if I know all his whereabouts like the back of my hand, I will choose to secretly observe and try not to let him find out. If I happen to pass the playground when he often plays ball, then I will be extra careful, never glance at it, hold my head high and walk past him beautifully. If he really stops me, he must pretend to be particularly surprised: Oh, why are you here! Then I said a word or two in a flurry, as if I was busy, and I left in a hurry, in fact, I was afraid that I would tremble with embarrassment.
Every time I meet him, it is enough for me to remember him for a long time, many times. That's almost the nutrient for my survival. I have to filter his information every night and read the short messages he sent me for a week before I can fall asleep satisfactorily.
Because I pay too much attention to him, I even know him better. He has seven T-shirts, four coats, three down jackets and six pairs of jeans. I know how often he changes clothes, and even calculate what he will wear today.
If he hasn't changed his jeans for two weeks in a row, he must not know that there is such a boring girl, and he knows better than he how long those jeans have been worn. Will he feel embarrassed if he knows?
Because all my thoughts are devoted to him, there are often many coincidences, such as going to the same dessert shop on the same day, getting my hair done on the same day, or learning that he likes a star who looks like me, he will think to himself, will he like me, too? No proof is needed. In fact, these My Sweetie's thoughts, like jelly beans rolling on the taste buds, are enough to make people happy. Why would they want to pierce it?
Because I expect his attention too much, I hope he knows no matter how small my grades are. Study hard in their head teacher's class and ask his head teacher to mention my name and praise me in their class; Even if it is a beautiful new nail polish, I firmly believe that he will see it. In fact, how can he look at me so closely?
Even though I knew he had a girlfriend, even though I saw them wearing lovers' clothes. But I also heard that they quarreled downstairs in the dormitory. I also heard that he and his friends complained that they were tired of her.
Besides, she is really ugly, with such ugly makeup, yellow face, short stature and thick neck.
He must not like her. I believe it is only a matter of time before he leaves her.
By the way, I also bought many of his favorite Naruto trinkets, which I saw in the advertisement page of the magazine. The price was amazing, but when I thought that he liked them, I immediately gritted my teeth and sent money to buy them, knowing that I had no chance to give them away, I still kept them and dreamed of one day.
Warm-hearted love story 2: I love peach blossoms-first love story girl, you have bad luck this month. Did a thief steal your wallet and your work was not satisfactory? You had a fight with your friend. At the end of summer, you nodded and thought that this fortune teller was quite accurate and knew everything.
The fortune teller glanced at the end of summer and said to her, but don't worry. After your birthday, all these things have been solved. The most important thing is that you will meet with peach blossom luck. You must catch it. He will be your real son of the dragon.
I kept looking at my hands on the bus in late summer: Why can't I see anything? It's been a bad month. My wallet was touched by a thief. What is even more heartbreaking is that I have a new salary in my wallet. Well, I have no choice but to stay at my brother's house for a few days. My sister-in-law won't say anything anyway.
Please, if you are a fortune teller, you also believe me. The fortune teller also said that I was lucky, and my future husband would be rich, handsome and hurt his wife and sister-in-law.
Ha, you said these words yourself. My brother was so handsome when he was young, otherwise you wouldn't be begging for a good COP to chase him. My brother loves you so much that it's not good for you. I really admire you for sitting in front of the TV in late summer and yelling at my sister-in-law without looking back.
I didn't say he was bad. I was wrong, wasn't I? But your sister-in-law muttered with her head down
Hey, sister-in-law, the fortune teller said that I would have good luck after my birthday. What kind of man do you think it will be? Will you be as rich as Bill Gates, as handsome as ChristianRandPhillips, and will you hook your sister-in-law's neck and pick up peanuts and stuff them in your mouth at the end of summer like Putin?
Sister-in-law gave her a white look: You are talking nonsense again. That's it. Just don't let your brother worry about you. You're still looking for this and that. Hey, where are you going? I have prepared so many delicious foods for you.
I'm full and open the door at the end of summer to go home.
Sitting in McDonald's at the end of summer, eating cones and looking at pedestrians in the street: Sister, sell a rose, what a beautiful flower. A teenage girl stood in front of her with a basket of roses.
Little sister, you really know how to find someone. I'm the only bachelor in McDonald's, and you let me buy flowers. I don't want to talk about the little girl in late summer.
It's heartless. Come to my sister. She doesn't want me to have it. Give it to me. Go home early and squint at the man at the next table in late summer.
You are kind. Why don't you go to the flower shop across the street and buy all the flowers? Cheap, cheat the little girl. You won't let such a young child pass by that man when he leaves at the end of summer. Then he pushed the door and left, leaving the man who was about to vomit blood.
Late summer, go home for dinner at night. I'll ask your father to make your favorite braised hooves for you. Your brother and sister-in-law also came back and got a call from your mother at the end of Friday summer.
I know. What day is it today? My sister-in-law is going home, too. Yeah, well, let's talk about it tonight. Put the phone down at the end of summer and saw the section chief waving to her in the office.
"Chief, please call me." Sitting on the sofa in late summer.
Xiao Xia, how about I treat you to Shanghai food tonight? The side dish over there, the old section chief, is sitting next to the end of summer.
At the end of summer, there was a spring on my ass. I jumped up and scared the section chief: Hehe, section chief, I made an appointment with my mother to go home for dinner at night. When I have time, please go to dinner and cook together. Nothing happened. I went out to find a job. I ran out of the section chief's office like a runaway at the end of summer. The section chief stayed in the south for several years, obviously from the north. I have to learn from the south. Every summer, I listen to him.
When I came home in late summer, I saw a stranger at home, but he looked familiar. I always feel that I have seen him somewhere.
Sister-in-law gave her a push: look at your promise, you have never seen a man, then look at others, wash your hands and eat.
Hey, who is he? Why did I seem to have seen my sister-in-law pull down the bathroom at the end of summer?
Didn't your mother tell you that she was going to give you a blind date today? The man outside doesn't tease her like sister-in-law ChristianRandPhillips.
Well, I feel like tuberculosis, but why are you still in ChristianRandPhillips? Why am I always the last to know, and I still wash my hands desperately in late summer?
This meal didn't make the end of summer happy at all. As soon as a man opens his mouth, he remembers that this man is the one who said he didn't love at McDonald's at the end of summer. He didn't say a word all night in late summer. When someone talks to her, she cries like a mute, and everyone looks at her with strange eyes. At the end of summer, she secretly pleased.
Not long after eating, the man left under an excuse. At the end of summer, she stood on the balcony to see the background of his departure. She stretched herself, recovered and ran to her mother: Mom, I don't agree with this person.
Dead girl, you have to agree that people don't want to fall in love with a mute, but they are returnees. Oh, my mother didn't good the spirit said to the end of summer.
Returnees? I don't want any turtles. I didn't pull them earlier. I also went back. My brother took me home, kissed my mother at the end of summer and left.
At the end of summer, the conditions for renting another vacant room are not high. First of all, you have to be a girl, have a formal job, can't have a boyfriend, can't have a pet. Once the conditions were announced, there were many responses, but they were not satisfied at the end of summer. She said to her sister-in-law: I know what a child is, and none of them are normal.
Towards the weekend afternoon, Xia received a phone call to see the house. The other end of the phone was very polite and gentle, which immediately made Xia have a good impression. Seeing someone at the end of summer, he immediately decided to rent the room to this beautiful woman. They negotiated the price and signed a contract.
The next afternoon, I came back from the tennis court at the end of summer and saw that the other party had checked in. At the end of summer, polite knock knock greeted me.
It's you. How could it be you? Why does it always appear in front of you? What happened to that girl? At the end of summer, I pushed the returnees away and looked for the girl everywhere in my room.
Are you looking for mines? She is a living returnee standing at the door smiling at the end of summer.
No, don't laugh. You have to go. I can't have a late summer man staring at him in my room.
Miss, you signed the contract. Did you get a look at him? It says that if you break the contract, you will give me double money. I'm looking at the contract that the returnees gave her at the end of summer.
Want to be crazy at the end of summer. You lied to me. Where is the girl?
"She is my cousin. I was very busy yesterday. I didn't know this house was yours. You know I won't come if I die. " Returnees shrugged innocently.
Hum, I turned and left in the late summer.
Hey, beauty, you can talk. I think you are stupid. Those two sentences are very similar. Haha, at the end of summer, returnees saw the fire in their eyes and immediately closed the door.
Bang, I picked up my slippers at the end of summer and threw them over.
The tortoise tortured me crazy in late summer these days. He either occupies the toilet and sings, or the football on TV is kicking loudly, feeding her and grabbing her fruit.
Sister-in-law, what can I do? I can't catch it. I want to pay. Fortune tellers are not allowed at all. He said that I would turn over after my birthday and there would be peach blossoms. But now I'm going crazy, complaining to my sister-in-law at the end of summer.
How to use the washing machine in late summer? At the end of summer, I heard a turtle barking outside the door.
Idiot, I don't know how you managed to stay out for so long and teach him how to use the washing machine at the end of summer.
You can't talk unless you scold me, can you? I never wash my clothes abroad. I sent them to the laundry room. He learned to play the washing machine at the end of summer.
Now you leave him in China and go back to your room at the end of summer.
I didn't work overtime at the end of summer, so I went home a little early today. I found the house abandoned. If in normal times, the guy in the opposite room would have run out and asked her what she had bought, he would have turned around in late summer. But he didn't come out today, so he will be fine. At the end of summer, he listened on the door and always felt that something was wrong. He opened the room with a spare key and saw him lying in bed blushing and burning.
Oh, don't die in my house, you turtle. Even at the end of summer, I can't drag him. Call my brother and take him to the hospital. In the car, Haigui took the hand of late summer and murmured: Don't leave me in late summer, I like you.
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said it was acute appendicitis and needed the signature of my family to operate immediately. At the end of summer, I wrote my name in the column of family members without thinking.
At the end of summer, I think I should go and see him out of humanitarian spirit. This day, at the end of summer, I came again, peeling apples and pouring water for him. I smiled and said to a young man in the opposite bed, big brother, it's good for your girlfriend to take care of you like this every day. Really happy.
At the end of summer, I tried to explain, but I was stopped by the returnees: Thank you for taking care of me at the end of summer. Can you take care of me all my life?
No I don't. I wanted to leave at the end of summer, but I was pulled into my arms by the returnees, and the pressure was on his wound. He howled like a pig.
Doctor, his wound is broken. Come and watch the end of summer and call the doctor, thinking, is this my peach blossom luck? Oh, my God.