Chapter 22 Chapter 22 L, you are a good person

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"..."

He has never confessed his love, but he has been confessed to, if those can be considered confessions.

A love letter with ugly handwriting, incoherent sentences, and even typos.

Dried flowers picked from the grass on the campus.

Paper airplanes folded casually, and a blocker placed at the school gate.

He thought about it, lowered his head and typed, his gentle hair resting on his shiny neck, trembling with his movements.

[Mu Xia: If it were me, I might prefer to receive a handwritten love letter. ]

[Mu Xia: It would be best if there were no typos, the sentences were fluent, and the handwriting was beautiful. ]

A moment later, Q sent a picture.

It was a piece of white paper with four words written on it in black pen.

[I like you]

Then another message popped up.

[Q: Do you like this kind of handwriting? ]

The other person's handwriting was vigorous and powerful, iron painting and silver hook, each stroke was very powerful, pleasing to the eye, and better looking than many people's handwriting.

【Mu Xia: Have you learned calligraphy? 】

【Q: Yes, is it beautiful? 】

He nodded subconsciously, and when he realized that the other party couldn't see it, he looked a little embarrassed and typed again.

【Mu Xia: Very beautiful, she will like it. 】

【Q: Good^-^】

He guessed that the atmosphere of learning in the other party's family was quite strong, and it might be a family of scholars.

His handwriting was rather immature and not beautiful.

I don't know if L's handwriting is beautiful.

Even if his brain was occupied by other things, he would still think of the flowers sent by L from time to time.

Even L himself.

His long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his increasingly heavy eyelids slowly covered his eyes. The fatigue of his body surged, and he held the phone less and less.

With a click, the phone fell on the pillow.

The slender white fingers gently grasped the pillow. There was only a very shallow breath in the quiet dormitory. The moonlight cast a shadow of the trees on the empty bed opposite.

Late at night.

Lu's villa.

Lu Quan lifted up Lu Manman, who was sitting at his feet, with one hand. The veins on his arm were bulging and the muscles were knotted.

He threw the person on the carpet outside the door without any courtesy. The cold and sarcastic voice spread out layer by layer, piercing the person's body.

"Go find your mother."

Lu Manman still held the excavator in his hand, looking at his brother blankly, and his mouth was pouting as he was about to launch a magic attack.

Lu Quan whispered viciously: "If you cry, I will throw you into the garden to sleep with little bugs for a night."

Lu Manman threw away the excavator that he was holding tightly in his hand, covered his mouth with his dirty little hands, shook his head violently, and said vaguely: "I won't cry, Manman doesn't want to sleep with little bugs!"

Lu Quan was too lazy to look at his stupid look, and walked around him and walked out of the study.

Lu Manman's eyes rolled around, and no sound came out of his mouth until he saw his brother enter the bedroom. He slowly got up from the ground, pushed open the heavy door of the study, and ran in on tiptoe.

He just saw his brother taking pictures!

He wants to show that thing to his mother. It must be something his brother likes!

Lu Quan returned to the bedroom and rubbed his swollen temples. Recently, his grandfather asked his father to hand over a lot of business to him for management. He has a lot of things to deal with every day.

He supported his forehead with one hand, lowered his head to open his mobile phone, and was surprised to find that Zhizhi agreed to his friend request.

The tired look was swept away, and his fingertips gently rubbed.

Glancing at the time, he had to suppress the excitement in his heart and said good night in a low and affectionate voice.

The quilt on Monday is always particularly warm and sticky. Liang Zhixia turned off the annoying alarm clock, buried his head in it, and tried to plant himself in the quilt.

After five minutes, he rubbed his eyes that could not be opened, and climbed out of bed with difficulty. After

washing and brushing his teeth, he was a little more awake, carrying his bag and books and went out.

Eight in the morning is the nightmare of all college students. He sat in the cafeteria, his long eyelashes fluttering quickly, his chin resting on the back of his hand, and yawned slowly.

"Didn't you say you would go to bed early last night?"

Jiang Ling and Fan Li looked very energetic, which was in stark contrast to him who couldn't open his eyes.

Liang Zhixia propped himself up, picked up the custard bun, took a bite, and then chewed unconsciously.

"...I forgot."

Fan Li wiped his mouth, put his fingers casually on the table, and asked curiously: "Wasn't the school hunk in the dormitory last night?"

Liang Zhixia: "No."

Fan Li frowned: "The school hunk is a junior this year. Logically, he could just rent a house outside the school, no, buy a house to live in, why does he have to live in the dormitory?" After

Jiang Ling sent the message, he looked up and said: "I heard that it's because he doesn't like living alone, and it seems to be related to his childhood."

This is the first time Liang Zhixia has heard of this kind of thing. He thought about it. Except for a few times, Lu Quan lived in the dormitory the rest of the time.

Childhood trauma?

He shook his confused brain and decided not to think about it. It had nothing to do with him anyway.

The first class was the principles of education.

When he was sleepy, he couldn't listen to theoretical courses. The teacher's voice seemed to come from a very far place, through mountains and rivers, and finally reached his ears.

He forced himself to stay awake, and asked Fan Li to twist it when he was about to fall asleep. He

struggled to get through the first class. When the bell rang, Liang Zhixia fell asleep as soon as the teacher left the classroom.

He didn't wake up until the bell rang.

With sleepy eyes, he drank half a bottle of water. He heard that drinking water can make people sober.

So in one class, he drank a whole bottle of water unknowingly.

"..."

When he came out of the toilet, he looked up and saw Xu Cheng and Lu Quan walking towards him from the corridor.

Xu Cheng's eyes lit up and waved to him.

Being seen, he couldn't turn around now.

There were many people in the corridor during this class break, so he walked over and said hello.

"Senior, Senior Lu."

The people around looked at the three of them curiously. He guessed that they must be wondering what the relationship between this freshman and the school's celebrity was.

Xu Cheng noticed the embarrassment of the boy in front of him, raised his hand and scratched his head,

"Have I caused you any inconvenience?"

Liang Zhixia: "No, senior."

The class bell rang at that time. He looked up and saw Lu Quan holding a pink envelope with a heart on it. Without asking any questions, he smiled and said, "I'll go to class first. Goodbye, senior."

The conversation between the two people behind him gradually faded away until it could no longer be heard.

In the classroom, Liang Zhixia was listening to the class with his chin propped up in a daze. What

Lu Quan was holding in his hand just now was a love confession letter?

Seeing how precious Lu Quan looked, it must have been given by the person he likes.

It couldn't be that Lu Quan wrote it to someone else.

And it was pink.

Xu Cheng, who was walking away on the other side, stared at the love letter in his brother's hand.

"Let me see it. Didn't you make a mistake in a punctuation mark in one of your letters? Lend it to me for reference. I've recently fallen in love with the campus beauty of the liberal arts college of the neighboring school. She must like this kind of handwritten love letter."

Lu Quan glanced at him coldly: "Write it yourself."

Xu Cheng said carelessly: "I'm a sports student and I don't have much education. Lend it to me to copy."

Lu Quan refused calmly: "No."

The sports college of A University is not as Xu Cheng said, and the score line is also very high. Lu Quan knew that he was just too lazy to write.

"Write it yourself, maybe the person you are dating this time can last a week."

Xu Cheng: "..."

How could such a handsome guy have such a mouth? ? ?

However, he was quite curious.

"Why did you think of writing a love letter? Did your online lover ask you to write one?"

Lu Quan: "She said my handwriting is beautiful."

Xu Cheng: "So you wrote a love letter for her to keep?"

Lu Quan: "Why should she keep my love letters? I can write to her every day."

Xu Cheng: "You are not being PUA? First pretend to delete you, then hook you and have sex with you for free. To be honest, you are a bit like a bootlicker now."

Xu Cheng felt a little happy when he said this to Lu Quan.

Lu Quan lowered his head and carefully sealed the envelope. He took out his mobile phone and said indifferently: "You don't understand, she can't leave me."

After adding Zhizhi as a friend last night, he saw Zhizhi posted a photo of the night sky. Zhizhi

hadn't posted on Moments in the past few days.

Obviously, this photo is a testimony of their re-adding friends.

Xu Cheng, who has changed several girlfriends in half a month, can't understand.

At 11:50 in the morning, all the morning classes were over.

Liang Zhixia and her friends went to the cafeteria to have lunch and then went back to the dormitory to sleep.

There are many courses in the freshman year, and the afternoon is full of classes.

He sat on the bed and first used his tablet to check the comments on Weibo. Yesterday, he posted the first scene of his new comic. I wonder if anyone likes it.

The front row was still full of familiar fans.

[I Love Rice Grains: Wow wow wow! Is this Dada's new work? ! This kind of dank man setting is so cool! ! ! ]

[Dad, don't rest: This kind of character setting is so popular in comics and novels, woo woo woo! ! ! ]

[Dead Hands, Draw Fast: That's right! If you meet someone in real life, everyone must run! Run! ! ! ]

[Living People Slightly Dead: Why is Dada's comic so alive this time? Where have you been studying during this period? ]

[Dead People Slightly Living: Wow! Hehehehe, Dada, don't you know someone with this kind of character setting in real life! ! ! ]

[Little Cat Run Fast: Dada is so full of life, hehehe~]

When designing the lines last night, he changed some of the original lines, and some of the lines were inspired by L.

Who made him look more like a dank man than him in the end, so ooc.

…I thought of L again.

After replying to the comments one by one, he opened another app.

The group of photos last night received more likes than before. He counted the amount of money that could be withdrawn in the background, and his eyebrows curved unconsciously.

After living with his grandparents, he knew that money was important. He

thought he could pay the money back within four years, but things are unpredictable. Aunt Wang helped him at the beginning because she felt sorry for him. He had to pay the money back no matter what.

If he really couldn't get it together by then, he would ask Zhuzi to borrow some.

But he didn't expect that day to come so soon.

He looked at the amount details and was surprised to find that Q had rewarded him another 2,000 yuan in the morning.

He felt strange after realizing it, suppressed his doubts in his heart, clicked on the chat page, and sent a thank you message.

When he logged out and saw the screen of his mobile phone, he found that after adding L yesterday, L only sent him a good night message.

There was no news all day today.

It seems that the other party sent him things just to eliminate the bad reviews. I guess the bouquet of roses is also the same, but it just happened to be roses.

He clicked on Taobao and changed the negative review to a positive one.

The information page on Taobao showed that he had a new message. He was about to click on it when he felt his phone vibrate.

He clicked on the chat page that popped up.

It was L.

[L]: Zhizhi, do you like the flowers I sent you?

His slender fingers were slightly upturned and floated on the phone screen. What did L mean?

[Zhizhi]: I like it.

[L]: Those flowers have a short shelf life, but they are very beautiful. When we meet, I will take you to the manor to see the sea of flowers.

[Zhizhi]: Sea of flowers?

[L]: Yes, let's go see the sea of flowers together, go to the amusement park together, and have fun together.

Liang Zhixia pursed her lips, but the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up. It sounded very beautiful.

A beautiful fantasy.