My Deskmate Always Covets My Body

A short sweet article, pure sweetness, free during the serialization period, and it should be included in the monthly subscription in the future In the second year of junior high school, Nan Qiao suffered from the second grade disease and had a fight outside with a sense of justice. He suffered a concussion and amnesia. From then on, he became so nervous that his friends wanted to beat him with a stick. When he was in his second year of high school, he got a classmate during a placement test. My deskmate looks good and has a good personality, but his brain seems not very good. In class, he accidentally touched his deskmate's arm, and his deskmate's ears instantly turned red, and he stammered and asked him to restrain himself. Wearing contact lenses was uncomfortable, so he blinked fiercely. His deskmate stopped him, and after a long while he muttered, "I know." Nan Qiao: "???" Until one day he asked his deskmate jokingly if he liked him. His deskmate was shocked and his eyes were full of resentment, accusing him, "Didn't we fall in love a long time ago?" Nan Qiao: (??*??????)?? Love in a dream, right? ! After being questioned, his deskmate Youyou took out the birthday gift given to him and told him that he was confessing his love at that time, and he agreed. Nan Qiao fell into silence looking at the elegant painting. Illiterate people don't know, they don't understand, they suffer the consequences of being uneducated. There are mountains and water in this painting. Did you think that your deskmate was wishing him blessings like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains? It turns out it's a confession, so that's right. —— One day, Nan Qiao discovered the diary of his deskmate. It was a large volume filled with records of his daily life. [On a certain day of a certain year, I asked Nan Qiao to go to a coffee shop. I wanted to give him a gift, but he didn't come. It must be that he doesn't like drinking coffee, so next time he will try a milk tea shop. [On a certain day of a certain year, I met Nan Qiao. He also saw me, but he didn't say hello to me. It must be that my appearance has changed so much in the past two years that he didn't recognize me. He will definitely recognize me next time. [On a certain day of a certain year, I talked to Nan Qiao in the small auditorium, but he asked me what my name was... It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it must be that my name is too difficult to remember. He will definitely remember it next time. Nan Qiao: "………………" How should I tell my deskmate that I have lost my memory and am waiting online? —— Attacking perspective: Xie Weiqing has been someone else's child since he was a child. He has a harmonious family and loving parents. He has ranked first in every grade since he started school. He is a scholar in the eyes of his classmates and a good boy in the eyes of his parents. But no one knew that while he was holding the honor and the trophy, his heart was desolate. The psychiatrist became an important role in his life. Until that night, someone picked him up in the dark while holding the model, muttering that he couldn't find the parts. From then on, the notebook of his daily actions became his diary of that person. However, due to an accident, he left that person. Until the first day of school in his second year of high school, he had a new deskmate named Nan Qiao. Others thought that he was destined to be the center of everyone's attention, but they didn't know that his eyes had been attracted by someone. From the first encounter in the first year of junior high school, to this person sitting next to him and introducing himself with a smile. "My name is Nan Qiao. From now on, we will be at the same table. Don't be shy. I'm easy to get along with." "This is the first time I've spoken to Xie University Master. Will I get two extra points in this monthly exam?" This is not the first time, Xie Weiqing knows, but Nan Qiao does not. —— Nanqing University, the Department of Mathematics and the Department of Finance came up with the idea of holding a friendly debate competition this year. The topic of the debate was "Is the ending of the story important?" The students from the two departments looked at each other, giving full play to their fun-loving mentality and waiting to watch the fun. That day, under the spotlight and in the sight of countless people, the pros and cons came on stage, and there was thunderous applause. Friendly exchanges before the game are essential. The host recited words to liven up the atmosphere. In the center of everyone's sight, a hand with clear bones and fair skin stretched out. "The affirmative defends Nan Qiao, please give me more advice." A red mole on the little finger was particularly obvious. Nan Qiao's eyebrows were curved, and his light eyes looked at the calm and indifferent person in front of him. The red mole was rubbed by someone, and the person opposite gently raised the corners of his lips. A smile melted away all the alienation, and his voice was gentle. "When the opposing side makes an argument, thank you for being clear." "Please give me more advice." *A bit oblivious and an abstract sufferer when a disagreement arises *Fictional, fictitious, entertainment only. *First person, please don't enter if you mind. *The timeline involves middle school, high school and college, but mainly in high school. *Short story, not long, illogical, pure and sweet, published on May 20th. *The debate competition is purely entertainment, not formal, just have fun. Intention: He loves me