How to Tell You

Two completely opposite people, given a notebook that allows them to communicate, are like two parallel lines that do not intersect with each other, suddenly being manipulated by fate and intersecting. Su Chang used the notebook as a diary, writing about today's weather, things about friends, the unpalatable food in the cafeteria, some unsolved questions and unbought snacks. "The weather is fine, Day 2376 of writing a diary Today, Mingwei and Lin Yuan quarreled again. The reason was that Lin Yuan went for a walk with his school girl after class yesterday and did not write the math paper. I think the focus should be on the previous part, after all, he usually does not write the paper. Maybe Mingwei really should let it go. Although she always said that I don't understand feelings, it's not necessarily a good outcome for two good people to get together. Mingwei cried at noon. I don't know whether it was because of Lin Yuan or the unpalatable dark food in the cafeteria. Maybe both. I didn't have time to comfort her in time, because I just took a bite of spicy fish and I felt like my eyes were filled with tears. But then I told her about yesterday's finale question, and Mingwei quickly wiped away her tears, but I always felt that she was a little resentful, and I couldn't help it. After all, I'm really not good at comforting people. As compensation, I went to the canteen and bought her barbecue cakes. She ate one and bought another. ... There is always an illusion. Maybe in her heart, Lin Yuan is not necessarily as good as barbecued pancakes? " The notebook was bought by grandma for Fu Qingyang. My grandma has diabetes and her eyesight is not very good, so when she bought the notebook, she accidentally bought it in pink. But Fu Qingyang didn't pay much attention to it, and it didn't matter. After all, he didn't take notes seriously at all. But grandma felt that he needed it, so under her watchful eyes, he silently put away the notebook. It was grandma's gift after all, he thought. The notebook had been on his desk for a long time, until one day he opened it and used it when he was in a hurry to write down phone numbers. "?" Fu Qingyang fell silent when facing the inner pages filled with words. He flipped through it and was even more surprised - it was almost half written. He probably put the old notebook into a new envelope. Although he bought it second-hand for the same price as first-hand, it would probably be useless to go back to the boss now. Fu Qingyang thought about it without paying much attention. He turned to the latest blank page and wrote down the phone number. Until the next day, when he was about to turn to the page of contacts with numbers, he saw a letter that could penetrate the back of the paper appear under his notebook. "?" Fu Qingyang felt that a big problem had arisen. Calm academic master x irritable academic scumbag A brave little story about growth, confusion, and transformation. Purpose: Become a better version of yourself