not a monster

When I went to buy coconuts, there were a lot of people. The guy selling coconuts was in tight jeans, flowing brown hair, and wearing sunglasses on his forehead.

The little brother shouted "Yaji five yuan a piece, Yejiji five yuan a piece", and the technique of opening coconuts with three knives attracted many people. There were more people who came to watch the knife show than bought coconuts.

The girl with dyed blond hair, black tank top, and narrow-leg jeans appeared again.

Her blond half-long hair is tied into a ball head, dazzling in the morning light, a few blond hairs are on the side of her face, she is about 1.7 meters tall, and there are two ingenious small pendants on her small ears, and she wears a black vest. Wearing a light blue sun protection jacket.

The hot girl belongs to Feng Wuli's misjudgment of the blonde hair. Apart from the blonde hair, this person actually has the temperament of a girl from the literature department. She belongs to the Baiyueguang level of the youth campus.

It is conceivable that in the afternoon of self-study in the library, when I looked up, I caught a glimpse of the woman sitting by the window reading a book. She had thin shoulders and sat quietly with her legs crossed. The pleats of the white skirt seemed to be hidden Looking at the girl's thoughts, the slanted sunlight happened to fall on the other side's face, and the white light of the book she held in her hand illuminated the girl's face. She looked at the book and chanted magic, and the hurricane rising from the ground swept the library up. Flipping through, countless collections of books rose into the air with the hurricane, and together with the corners of her skirt, they flew in the storm of your imagination—suddenly you woke up and realized that it was an illusion.

But the girl in the white skirt reading in the sun is real.

She looked over, looked at you, smiled at you, and the pair of white lace cotton socks on the feet together are so cute.

From now on, treat each other like gods.

She never took her eyes off herself.

Feng Wuli then looked at her in return, indicating that something was wrong.

She didn't evade at all, her face was full of smiles, and her voice was very thin, soft and sweet: "I think you look familiar, have you met somewhere?"

Just a one-word confrontation, Feng Wuli can judge that the boy who saw her in the library is absolutely impossible to deal with a girl of this level.

He even suspected that she could eat people, but that was too rude, Feng Wuli condemned himself in his heart.

He euphemistically said: "My girlfriend is over there. She is better than the boss at using knives. It doesn't take three times to kill me."

"That's your girlfriend? She's beautiful."

"Thank you."

"Do you want candies?" She asked, and she actually took out a big white rabbit toffee from the pocket of her jeans, and spread it out in front of him, her fingers were white and lovely.

"no need."

"Yeah, you look like a sugar lover."

Feng Wuli didn't know how to tell this: "You don't look like someone who carries candy with him."

"I know a person who likes to eat sweets. He always liked to eat sweets in the past, but at that time, due to the conditions, it was not so easy to eat candies. Later, I carried one with me."

Feng Wuli always felt that there was a sense of disobedience, so he looked closely at her face, her face was small and her smile was very sweet, but he really didn't know this person.

Her companions who came with her came this way, and one of them talked to her unreasonably, and looked at Feng Wuli many times. The gaze was aggressive, and it was the eyes of males competing for territory and mates.

"Yeji, five yuan each!"

The boss asked him: "Handsome guy, how many do you want?"

He withdrew his gaze: "Choose two for me."

"Help you open?"

"Thank you."

Feng Wuli's ears are sharp, and he vaguely heard the conversation next to him, which went like this:

"Do you remember when the first year of high school started, the old class asked us to clean up, and I happened to be in a group with you..."

The boy who confessed looked at the woman he liked, and she didn't reject him, but he felt that he couldn't say the next thing.

Because the girl didn't show any impatience, but that smile with the same sense of distance to everyone made him feel panicked.

He remembers the first time he talked to her, it was the first time when he was in the first year of high school, he assigned a group to clean up. He happened to be in the same group as the beautiful classmate in this class. She closed the book and got up from her seat, and said with a smile, "everyone in the world A person is an island, do you know who said that?"

So he paddled hard in that sea for three years.

He thought he was close to the island, he had already seen the island, and now he even heard the coconut seller on the island shouting "Coconuts, five yuan a piece", but before he landed on the island, he found that there was a glass wall on the island. around.

This island cannot be landed.

He also thought of the bad rumors about this beautiful girl, saying that she was promiscuous, that she wandered among rich kids in many schools, and some people said that she had seen which luxury car she got in.

He had always been a disbelief in the past, even a fighter, as long as someone slandered the holy island in his heart, he would fight for it.

But when he finally came to this island, he found that there were already countless corpses on the edge of the island, floating on the waves of the beach, some he knew and some he didn't.

He once felt that she was different from others to him, so he stood beside her and jokingly witnessed the appearance of one floating corpse after another.

Landing on the island, or becoming a floating corpse?He already had the answer in his throat—he was, after all, the same.

The blond girl slowly peeled off the icing of the white rabbit toffee, took off the icing, held it between her lips with her slender fingers, held it, looked at herself, and her eyes indicated that he could continue talking, and she would give him the patience to listen.

As the object of the confession, how likely is it that a person who eats sweets slowly when you confess will accept you.

Feng Wuli sighed in his heart, what a standard bad woman, and at the same time mourned silently for that buddy.

The boy was quite unwilling, but he didn't intend to give up.

But all this has nothing to do with Feng Wuli, he is just a handsome guy who buys coconuts nearby.

Not surprisingly, girls don't like boys.

The man seems to be tall, rich and handsome, a little bit strong, and he keeps pestering girls, always thinking that he has a chance.

The five of them came out to play together, and the other three were helping the boys.

A younger sister with glasses nearby also persuaded: "That's right, Xiaoshu, just try it with Xueliang..."

Received a gentle but murderous gaze, the glasses sister lowered her head with a whimper.

In the end, the girl still kept smiling and said, "By the way, I just forgot to mention that I have a boyfriend."

The other four looked suspicious.

The glasses sister was a little speechless: "Xiao Shu, if you want to refuse, don't use such a boring method. Why haven't I heard of you talking about a boyfriend?"

Feng Wuli just passed by with two coconuts in his hand, this man was not polite at all, he just took one and drank it.

"Solemnly introduce, this is my boyfriend."

Over there, Wang Xilou is still frantically adjusting the beauty of her photos.