MTL - Put Your Head on My Shoulder-Chapter 2

Stuart’s books borrowed from the library were returned after about two pages, because everyone was waiting in line to borrow these books, and she has always been a good boy for others. Of course, there is another The main reason is that I don’t understand...

After returning from the book, she was chatting with her roommate. Suddenly the phone rang, and looked at the caller ID, and it was Fu Pei who was not lost. In the past few days, he called her every day to remind her not to forget to take a graduation photo on Friday.

"Hey," she was really not angry. "I know, Friday, I will go."

"Oh, I am afraid that you will forget, will you buy flowers for me?"

"No." The flowers are so expensive, why should she buy them? At that time, there will be a group of younger sisters and other flowers eager to give him flowers, a look of peach blossom, and afraid that no one will give him flowers?

"Why? I graduated, you didn't give me flowers?" Fu Pei passed the voice of the spoiled.

"I have no money."

"I give you."

"No." Neuropathy, will money not be donated to Hope Project?

"At the end..." He wanted to use the coquetry.

"You will not go if you yell at me again." Stuart threatened him.

"Well, then you will call me tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" She didn't respond for a moment.

"I know that you forgot, tomorrow is Friday, and you said that you remember." Fu Pei complained, "I know that you never put my things in my heart, how can I be so hard!"

"Okay, okay, I will call you tomorrow. Bye bye." This can't blame her, she is a senior, who cares about the day of the week?

"At the end, who? Shouldn't it be Fu Pei?" Wang Shan looked like inadvertently.

"Yeah." Situ finally responded with a cold voice.

"When are we going to take a few cars tomorrow?" Wang Shan did not feel her coldness, and asked excitedly.

"Just casually, as long as it is not too early."

"Is that half past eight?"

"Who told you that it is not early at 8:30?" Stuart gave her a blank look, and her brother would have to sleep well.

"What about nine?" Wang Shan, who was slower at the nerve endings, thought that adding half an hour would be a great favor.

"Ten points." Situ finally took out the newly borrowed books from the bag, and each one shook and confirmed that there was nothing caught in the folder.

"10 o'clock? Not too late?"

"I don't know, you don't know if you will. If you think you are late, go first." Stuart shook the book and put them on the table.

"Okay." Wang Shan did not dare to say more, although the temper is good at the end, but as long as the decision is made, it will generally not change.

It is night, and the moon is like a hook.

The bed of Situ was able to see the moon. She looked at the moon outside the window with her arm, and calmly endured Wang Shan, who was sleeping on the upper floor, turning over and tossing. Hey, it’s not good to sleep in the lower bunk. The upper bunk is turned over and the bottom bunk is shaken on the ground. Originally, I wanted to say a few words about her. Later I thought about it. Forget it, which girl is not pregnant with spring, Fu Pei has been plagued by the country and the people. It’s very difficult to think about it. When she didn’t come over like that... I’m not going back. Ugh! I just forgot to ask if he had recently handed in a new girlfriend. If so, she would first make a snack in Wang Shan, so that Wang Shan would break the heart when he got there.