As a bored college student, the first thing Xiang Ning does when he gets up every day is to open social software and send a private message to the netizen he has been scolding for three years -
Ning is okay: [Although you are very understanding of human nature, I still have to call the slaughterhouse]
Usually after ten minutes, the other party will politely reply:
Z: [You too]
This is the third year that she and netizen "Z" have known each other, and it is also the 1,098th day that they have exchanged greetings to their ancestors.
Although Xiang Ning has long forgotten what started the daily scolding three years ago, but she is a person who pays attention to rituals, and she cannot stop this scolding in her own hands, so she enjoys it endlessly.
Recently, a new person was added to Xiang Ning's special attention list, the new Yan No. 1 Junior Brother Zhuang Fan.
During the first group meeting, the boy was wearing a simple white shirt and stood in front of the projector. His cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his beautiful forearms. When he said, "This model refers to Senior Sister Xiang's paper last week," he suddenly turned around and smiled at her. Xiang Ning almost spilled her coffee on the computer.
How could anyone in the world smile so sweetly? Xiang Ning, who had been a widow for more than 20 years, finally experienced the feeling of "little deer bumping into each other".
She drove her best friend crazy late at night: [[Picture] Look at the black turtleneck he wore today! These chest muscles! This waistline!
Best friend: [[Screenshot] You were scolding Z three hours ago, "Anyone who wears a turtleneck is a pretentious person"]
Xiang Ning:......
Can this be the same? !
Is that vicious-tongued monster like Z worthy of comparison with his sweet-hearted junior brother?
In order to get the younger brother's attention, Xiang Ning undertook the entire school's afternoon tea, and even secretly drew a crooked corgi on Zhuang Fan's cup of milk tea - just like the one he always posted in his circle of friends.
Until one day, her carefully prepared taro paste pops were photographed and appeared on Z's social feed:
[I drank senior sister's milk tea today^o^]
Xiang Ning stared at the corgi graffiti he drew on the wall of the cup in the photo, then looked up at Zhuang Fan who was sipping milk tea at the opposite station.
The phone suddenly vibrated, and Zhuang Fan's message and Z's private message popped up at the same time:
[Sister, what do you want to drink tomorrow? I invite you^_^]
[[Picture] Noob, I have milk tea to drink, do you have any?]
Xiang Ning:? ? ?
Is it too late to kill someone and silence them?
Small Theater
Later, Xiang Ning dug out the private chat records from a few years ago: "Look, you are still scolding me in the middle of the night. You will definitely be bald and have a beer belly in the future!"
Zhuang Fan slapped the physical examination report on the bedside: "The blood lipids are normal and the hair is thick. Please check it with Ms. Xiang."
"... Where are the abs?"
"Count by yourself tonight."
Purpose: Wish for world peace
