I Like You

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Lin Wei opened her eyes the next day and habitually touched her phone to check the time, and then she saw the text message sent by Jiangsu late at night.

She just woke up, her brain was not particularly awake, and she didn't react at first. Seeing that it was still early, she threw the phone aside and planned to squint for a while.

After about half a minute, she slowly recalled, and suddenly grabbed the phone.

The message is only five words.

The content is simple and straightforward enough.

The whole message is special Jiang school domineering style.

The roommates were still asleep, but she was awake alone, but Lin Wei looked at the news and her face burned involuntarily.

Lin Wei retracted into the quilt, touched her hot ears, and couldn't help cursing herself in a low voice.

OMG, Lin Xiaowei.

When you are not embarrassed, you never see you as shy.

Lin Wei patted her face twice, thinking of Jiang Su's message, the corners of her lips moved upwards involuntarily.

What to do, so excited.

Lin Wei felt that she was just like a tubaozi who had never seen the world before, but because of the five words Jiangsu, she wanted to go downstairs and run twice.

She suppressed the screams from the bottom of her heart, rolled over on the bed, and looked at the time. Only four hours have passed since Jiang Su sent her a message, and she was still asleep thinking about her boyfriend. So he climbed out of bed vigorously, took a brief wash, went to the cafeteria to eat a meal with various books, and ran to the library to write homework for the holiday.

I don't know if it was influenced by Jiang Su's "I love you" sentence, Lin Wei's efficiency in writing homework was particularly high.

In less than three hours, I finished the homework I brought out.

She glanced at the time, it was eleven o'clock in the morning, and then she blinked her eyes and realized something was wrong.

It stands to reason that at this point, her boyfriend is already awake, and it is time to send a message to tell her that she is ready to have lunch.

Lin Wei slowly packed up the books, hugged her in her arms, and walked out with her mobile phone while sending messages to Jiangsu.

When she returned to the dormitory and put her things down, there was no movement in Jiangsu.

Lin Wei thought Jiang Su hadn't woken up at this point, so she switched to his dormitory phone.

This time the answer was rapid, and inside was the voice of an unfamiliar boy: "Hello, who do you call?"

Lin Wei: "Jiangsu."

"You look for Jiangsu too." The tone of the person who answered the phone was very accustomed. "That's embarrassing, classmate, Jiangsu said. Except for the girlfriend who gave him a lipstick on his shirt collar during military training, all other people of the opposite **** Say not."

Lin Wei: "..."

The guy on the phone seemed to be anxious to play a game. Seeing that Lin Wei hadn't spoken, he urged: "Nothing else, right? Hang up without me."

"..." Lin Wei said with a blank face, and stopped: "Wait a minute."

"Please speak."

Lin Wei's expression was as numb as it was not her own face: "I, that is, the girlfriend in your mouth who left lipstick on his shirt during military training."

"..."

"So, can I call Jiangsu to answer the phone?"

"..."

About three seconds later, there was a voice from the male student on the phone: "Fuck."

The other party seemed to be unbelieving, and then he threw a series of questions: "Lin Wei?! The law school bully? Sophomore senior? The small front desk that Jiangsu High School was staring at?"