1. Small white poplar preserved egg lean porridge

Speaking of the first meeting between Zhou Zhou and Yang Lin, we should start with a sweet potato.

Winter in the north comes quickly and cold. In the afternoon 10, Zhou Zhou came out of the library, shivering. I have long heard from my roommate Xiao Ran that there is no autumn and spring in Jiangcheng, only winter and summer.

I'll believe that when I see it. Zhou shrank his neck and stamped his foot.

At the corner leading to the dormitory, there is an uncle who sells sweet potatoes. Plumes of white mist curled up, under the dim street lamp, like enchanting dancers, showing their unknown customs to the fullest. Especially in the dark, it is particularly charming.

Not only Zhou Zhou was abducted, but also a tall and thin boy.

"Grandpa, take two sweet potatoes." The boy said.

Zhou Zhou followed closely. "I want one too!"

The boy looked back in surprise. This is the first time Yang Lin has seen Zhou Zhou. Black hair hung freely over shoulders and red cheeks. But at this moment, Zhou Zhou is staring at the sweet potato unblinkingly. The kind with sparkling eyes.

Yang Lin has no heart.

Grandpa smiled and said to Zhou Zhou, "Hey, sorry, little girl, these are the last two."

Weeks eager eyes instantly dimmed. Painfully replied, "Oh ... Well ..."

Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes and was about to leave when "Gollum ..."

Zhou Zhou: "..."

Grandpa: "..."

Yang Lin: "..."

Zhou Zhou was embarrassed. This disappointing stomach!

Yang Lin said slowly, "Hey, classmate, I'll give you one."

Zhou Zhou looked up at the boy in front of him carefully. How can I put it? Eyebrows and eyes are distinct, and temperament is distinct. Good-looking is good-looking, but Zhou Zhou didn't fall into his gentle eyes as written in the book. His little heart missed a beat ... because she was so hungry.

Extreme hunger made Zhou Zhou blurt out, "Good!"

Yang Lin hesitated for a moment, and then reminded the corners of his mouth. Supposedly, shouldn't it be polite?

What a different girl.

Zhou Zhou carefully picked up the sweet potato and sniffed it close to the tip of his nose. This just looked up at Yang Lin with satisfaction. "Thank you, classmates!"

Yang Lin raised his eyebrows. "My name is Yang Lin."

Zhou Zhou went on to say, "Oh, Yang Lin, do you have Alipay? I have no change. "

Yang Lin lowered his eyes and chuckled. The phrase "I invite you" in his throat came to his lips and became a sentence: "Is WeChat ok?"

Zhou Zhou was stunned. "yes."

Yang Lin took out his mobile phone neatly. "I'll add you."

In this way, Zhou Zhou got confused and added WeChat. A few weeks later, I thought, this is ... a conversation?

Zhou Zhou looked at the extra "Little Aries" in the WeChat address book, and his heart was mixed. She looked up at Yang Lin. "So ... goodbye!"

"ah! Wait ... what's your name? " Yang Linhuang waved his mobile phone and asked.

Zhou Zhou looked back and smiled. "My name is Zhou Zhou."

Yang Lin lost his mind for a moment. When the six gods returned to their places, he only saw a vague figure, which became thinner and thinner in the cold moonlight.

"Zhou ... porridge?" Yang Lin had another heart attack.

That's a strange name.

The moon is really beautiful tonight.

Yang Lin, who came back to the dormitory with a sweet potato, was complained by her roommate Chen Dazhuang behind her ass: "Hey, why do you think you brought one after another?" Chen Dazhuang muttered with a cotton mop.

Yang Lin calmly replied, "I have eaten."

Chen Dazhuang a face of suspicious, "don't you like to eat? Turned? "

Yang Lin slid the screen of his mobile phone, which triggered his mouth corners. "Well, I just decided to love eating in the future."

Chen Dazhuang twisted two bushy eyebrows and hissed, "Are you sick? Say you love to eat, you love to eat? "

"You are sick!" Lying in bed, I carefully changed the nickname of "preserved egg and lean meat porridge" to "Zhou porridge". Staring at the smiling face of the avatar, I lost my mind.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Chen Dazhuang suddenly approached, a face of obscene smile.

Yang Lin patted the screen and said nothing.

Chen Dazhuang passively went back to Nuo Nuo, with Xiao Li's flying knife in his eyes.

Yang Lin smiled shallowly, ignoring the contempt in his eyes and squinting, he asked him, "Is it a sweet potato ... is it delicious?"

Chen Dazhuang gave him a white look and vaguely replied, "Didn't you eat?"

"So?"

"The remains of incense ..." Chen Dazhuang licked his lips and said.

Hearing this, Yang Lin's smile deepened, and his knuckled fingers knocked on the screen: sweet potato is fragrant. Is it a little frivolous for him to ponder over these words? Reasoning, he really can't find the second topic to talk with Zhou Zhou.

Just sweet potatoes! Yang Lin decisively pressed the send button, and his heart beat fast.

Zhou Zhou has just finished processing sweet potatoes, and is comfortably lying in bed applying a mask. The WeChat prompt sounded and Zhou moved. As a girl's intuition, tell her it's him.

As for why Zhou Zhou thinks it's him, she doesn't know. It didn't take much effort to put on a good mask, and a carp stood up every week.

The bed was shaking, and Xiao Ran in the upper bunk scolded, "You damn fool! What's the hurry? Can't wait so soon? "

Zhou Zhou's mouth twitched, trying to lengthen his face with a mask. Another news came that Zhou Zhou couldn't wait to grab the phone and watch it.

Populus euphratica: Sweet potatoes are twice as fragrant.

Xiao Boyang: The moon is really beautiful tonight.

Zhou Zhou's mouth twitched even more. What does this sweet potato have to do with the moon?

She can't figure out where this is. Suddenly the light flashed: did he fall in love with himself at first sight and pursue himself?

Think like this, Zhou Zhou's ears are a little hot.

"Why, you look like a fool." Xiao Ran leaned out half a body.

Zhou Zhou asked silently, "Hey, what does it mean for a boy to say' The moon is really beautiful tonight'?"

Xiao Ran touched his chin. "This ... obviously likes each other."

"Why?"

Xiao Ran said in disgust: "This sentence was translated from Japanese, as if it was said by a Japanese named Natsume." Xiao Ran thought for a moment, and then said, "The Japanese express their love euphemistically. In short, this is definitely what they like! "

"Why, there are boys chasing you?"

Zhou Zhou's heart suddenly jumped violently, and she subconsciously wanted to lower her head, but when she thought that there was still a layer of skin on her face, she simply lifted her face.

"no! I just suddenly thought of it, don't think about it. " Zhou Zhou said drily.

Ding, another message came.

Yang Lin: Come out and have a look.

Zhou Zhou hesitated for a moment, then struggled out of bed and walked to the balcony.

"ah! What are you doing with a mask? "

I looked at the moon. Zhou Zhou answered in a voice that couldn't be smaller.

In this way, Zhou Zhou, wearing a mask, ran to the balcony on a cold winter night. Just because Yang Lin said: The moon is really beautiful tonight.

"It looks good." Zhou Zhou looked up and muttered to the moon hanging in the night sky.

Zhou Zhou rubbed his mobile phone for a while, thinking and thinking. What should I reply?

Some biting wind blew, and Zhou Zhou couldn't bear it any longer. He said quickly, well, it looks good.

Then, shivering body got into bed.

Yang Lin, who was waiting for a reply, never quit the dialog box. So when Zhou Zhou's verdict was successfully delivered, he glanced at the time: exactly six minutes. So, she went to see the moon?

Yang Lin smiled contentedly. Of course, in some people's eyes, this innocent smile is the true expression of psychosexuality.

However, he doesn't care!

Yang Lin looked up at the darkness outside the window and said unfathomably to Chen Dazhuang, "The moon is really beautiful tonight."

"Shua", the curtain is closed.

3. Keep "melon" and "porridge"

The next night, that is, the week I came out of the library, I went straight to the sweet potato stall.

At ten o'clock in winter, the campus is particularly deserted and solemn. Zhou Zhou walked through the night and walked towards his uncle step by step. Before I got to the front, I saw a tall, thin boy waving his arms here. Zhou Zhou wanted to know. Looking around, he found that he was the only one.

Call me? Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes, and finally recognized the boy, who was obviously the little white poplar who gave himself sweet potatoes last night ... No, it was Yang Lin.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhou's heart was filled with ripples, followed by huge waves.

The pace quickened unconsciously.

The car put down its arm and hung an ambiguous smile on its face.

Zhou Zhou approached, his big black eyes foggy, staring at Yang Lin in the dark. Yang Lin, who has always prided herself as calm as a cucumber, was lost in the eyes of a little girl.

"You called me?" Zhou Zhou asked.

"Well, then ... I specially left a sweet potato for you today." Yang Lin said, and looked at his uncle sitting next to him.

Grandpa nodded at Zhou Zhou with a face of "I know everything". Then, neatly pick out the largest sweet potato and pass it to Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou took the sweet potato from the sky, and his brain was a little confused.

"It's my treat." Yang Lin looked at her bubbling expression and said.

Uncle gave him a cold look, and Yang Lin felt weak. On second thought, who cares? My heart is pure, and the sun and the moon can look in the mirror!

Yang Lin stood up quietly. Zhou Zhou looked up at him and stood there straight for a while, just like a tall and straight poplar.

"So ... I'll take you back to the dormitory." Yang Lin said.

Zhou Zhou habitually nodded, and when he reacted and wanted to shake his head again, that silly big Yang Lin was one step ahead.

Zhou Zhou stared at his slender back, trying to say "no need" and other refusal words, but the words on his lips became: "Do you know where it is?"

Yang Lin paused, narrowed his eyes, turned his head and waved to Zhou Zhou. "You lead the way."

Zhou Zhou ran to him with small steps, and the little hand just stretched out was caught by Yang Lin's load. Zhou Zhou was stuck, and his brain completely collapsed.

"Well, I know where it is." Yang Lin has a conspiratorial smile on her lips.

"Oh ..." Zhou Zhou bowed his head and counted his steps step by step, forgetting that his hand was still being held by others.

Yang Lin looked back at his uncle who smiled like a "loving mother" a few meters away and picked his eyebrows.

Look, my mind is really pure.

Soon, dormitory 7 arrived.

Yang Lin gently clenched his soft boneless little hand, and some were reluctant to let go. Zhou Zhou blushed all the way and whispered, "You can let go."

Yang Lin gave a dry cough, reluctantly let go of his hand and asked, "So ... which week was your porridge?"

Zhou Zhou looked up and thought for a moment and said, "My parents are both surnamed Zhou, so I am two weeks."

Yang Lin suddenly realized and immediately joked: "Then your parents are lazy enough."

Zhou Zhou's big eyes blinked, and Yang Lin's heart tightened. Ah! Angry?

Just want to open my mouth to remedy, Zhou Zhou light mouth.

(Original title: "I like you, don't you think?" , author: Shen unnamed. From: read some stories every day and watch more exciting)