It turns out that the school god has a crush on me

Chapter 217 Diary

It was sunny on March 8.

Today, I brought two buckets of water home in the community, and met a super handsome boy in the elevator, but he was a bit cold.

But he still took the initiative to help me carry water. I didn't expect it to be a neighbor, hiss... so it turned out that he was the one who moved in next door.

It was sunny on March 9.

Today the school reported that I met the boy next door again. He was originally from the No. [-] Middle School, and he was the champion of the city. The freshman representative came on stage. He is so outstanding.

Damn, it doesn't look like me, it's just a scumbag.

By the way, his name is Si An, a nice name.

Si An gently turned the pages with his hands, a smile appeared in his eyes.

September 9, overcast.

Today, I was on duty, and it was already raining when I got home. I didn't bring an umbrella. I still have to pay attention to the weather forecast in the future.

When I got home, I met Si An downstairs. Didn't he go home early?

But he didn't seem to bring an umbrella, and his clothes were a little wet.

I wanted to give him two paper towels to wipe, but I didn't dare.

It was sunny on March 10.

I found out that Si An bought a new bicycle, which is the same model as mine! ! !
Couple models, hehe.

September 11, overcast.

Today...someone gave him a present.

Everyone said that he accepted it, and I was not happy.

Secretary Eucalyptus = big bastard.

It was sunny on March 12.

Today, my classmates and I went to New Year's Eve, but there were too many people and we got separated...

I met him when I went home, and I didn't dare to talk to him. He seemed to have no impression of me at all.

It was sunny on March 2.

Today, he was brought over for dinner by my mother, who always likes good-looking people.

After all, he runs a media company.

It was sunny on March 2.

Ask me in the future if I like my boss...

I think, yes.

However, an outstanding person like him always stands on the stage, while I can only be an audience in the audience.

September 3, overcast.

Life in science class is always boring, but as long as I can see him every day, it seems to become more interesting.

I seem to like him more and more.

It was sunny on March 4.

Today, the transfer student Lian Qing in the class is so beautiful and confident, many people are willing to play with her, and boys also like her.

He...should also like this type of girl, right?

September 5, overcast.

Lian Qing asked me to play basketball, but I can't...

Watching them laughing and laughing, I watched by myself, feeling as if I were not in the same world as them.

It was sunny on March 5.

Si An is going to participate in the national physics competition soon, come on, he must win the first prize.

...

Si An's hand lightly rested on the little figure drawn on the paper, feeling soft in his heart.

He picked up the pen and wrote a line on the last page of the notebook, signed Si An.

He lay on the bed and flipped through it several times, with a faint smile on his face.

It turns out that this feeling is called liking.

The next day, classroom.

During the lunch break, there was no one in the classroom.

Si An returned to the classroom from the corridor, took out the diary from his schoolbag, walked to Shi Qi's desk, and stuffed it into her desk.

Then he left the classroom.

At this time, a figure returned to the classroom and rummaged around in his place.

I couldn't find it, so I checked the seat at the same table again. At this time, a notebook fell to the ground with a "click".

She bent down to pick it up, and saw the words on it, "Diary?"

She froze for a moment, then flipped through it.

The girl took a general look, and the corners of her lips raised slightly. It turned out that her deskmate had another crush.

It really has all the four standard configurations for the heroine of a romance novel.

At this time, Xu Qingzhi entered the classroom with a sandwich, caught a glimpse of the girls in the classroom, paused, turned around and was about to go out.

There was a sarcastic smile on the girl's lips, "Xu Qingzhi, seeing me now, don't you even have the courage to look straight at me?"

Xu Qingzhi tightened his grip on the sandwich, and walked away.

The girl quickly threw the notebook on the table and chased it out...

　I heard that an author who doesn't dig holes is not a good author?
　　So I'm keen on digging holes...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)