Gifting You With A City that Will Never Be Isolated

There are not many classes on Monday, and there are only two public classes in the afternoon.

Bai Ziren was taking notes, and Zhu Mingwen next to him poked her arm and whispered, "You have been photographed."

"What do you mean?" Bai Ziren asked.

"The penultimate row, the gray Adi sportswear man by the window, took a cell phone to photograph you in the previous public classes."

Bai Ziren was seriously asking for the reason: "Why should he shoot me?"

"It is said that he fell in love with you at first sight. He also asked the female classmates in our class. Are you a local?"

Bai Ziren turned his head and looked directly at it. His eyes just locked in the boy wearing a gray sportswear. The latter didn't expect her to suddenly catch her eyes and quickly put down her mobile phone and pretend to be nothing.

"He looks good and looks good. He wears a bad taste. In two quarters, he wears two sets of gray sportswear, and he also wears bright red socks from time to time."

Bai Ziren did not express his opinion.

Zhu Mingwen said from the following: "From your expression, I bet he has no hope at all."

Seeing that Bo Ziren still did not respond, Zhu Mingwen snorted and confided.

After class, Bai Ziren bought a box of biscuits at the campus supermarket, and when he queued to pay, there was a voice behind him.

“Do you also like lemon sandwich flavor?”

Bai Ziren looked back and saw a national face with a correct face.

"Sorry, I was disturbed by you during class." Adi said with a smile. "My name is Founder, three shifts."

Bai Ziren responded a little slowly: "Hello."

"I noticed you on the first day of school, but I have not been fortunate to have spoken to you." Founder tried to say, "You seem to be alone."

"Hmm? Well."

"But you are very smart, let me appreciate it."

Bai Ziren had a glimpse, I wanted to say thank you, but when I got to the mouth, I stopped. In a small silence, it was her turn to check out. She quickly paid for the money and went out without taking a few steps. Founder already Going up, I swayed my arm behind her and asked, "Are you going to the cafeteria now?"

"No." Bai Ziren said truthfully, "I am going to the mentor's office."

"Then don't bother you, have time to talk next time."

After the Founder, Bai Ziren went to see the mentor Fu He, helped organize the information, did a lot of chores, and finally took a bunch of questions back to the dormitory to do.

When I took off my coat, I accidentally found that there was a piece of paper in my pocket. When I took it out, it turned out to be a piece of stationery.

"Bo, I think you have heard something from the idle population. Yes, I really like you. Please forgive me for saying a word. Some words can’t be said in person. I have to express it to you in this form. I don’t bother with gorgeous rhetoric. I want to say that it is very simple. I have a very different feeling when I meet you on the first day of school. After careful consideration of these days, I have confirmed that I love you at first sight. I look forward to seeing you every day, and I want to see you more. Talk at close range, if you like, we can start with friends, below is my phone number, waiting for your reply, and finally believe that I am a good person."

Bai Ziren repeatedly read it twice, confirming that it was written to her, a little speechless.

She never received a similar letter, did not know how to reply, I wanted to lose it, but I thought that after all, it was from the sincerity of a big boy, respected, she folded, and placed it on the bookshelf.

Then she opened the paper arranged by Mr. Fu, took out a pen, took off the cap, and bowed her head to do the problem. After doing one thing, she was a little distracted. The nib slanted out of the answer box and painted it in the blank space for ten seconds. After that, she only faced up to the four words she wrote: "Love at first sight."

There was a hair hanging down and brushing her face. She gently slid open and was slightly annoyed.

Inexplicably, I feel that this Monday is particularly long.

The next few days are the same. I don't know if the weather is getting colder, people's blood flow slows down, their thoughts become stagnant, and even their attention is not concentrated.

Until Friday.

Bai Ziren sat in the second floor of the coffee shop in the lighthouse. A man flipped the book at hand. In addition to the music faintly passed downstairs, the surrounding atmosphere was quiet. To be honest, this cafe is very elegant in detail. It was very clean, the glass was very bright, and there was no oil on the wooden table. Except for the old-fashioned green-covered glass table lamp, there were no extra things like dried flowers, candles, lucky signs, and no cats running out to sell.

Especially the space on the second floor is spacious and clean, which is very suitable for reading.

After half an hour, there was a slight movement in the ear.

Bai Ziren looked up and looked in the direction of the stairway. A person picked up the stairs from the third floor. When I was getting closer, she looked at him intently. It was the man who met last week.

Today, the temperature outside is 12 degrees. He only wears dark vertical shirts and slacks. He holds a piece of stuff in his hand and walks casually down to look at the second floor.

When I saw a large living room with a table lamp alone, only a girl in a black sweater sat on the side of the light source, and a book with a glass of water on hand was very simple. He was surprised. The girl looked up and he was right. Hope, instantly gave him the illusion, as if separated by a sea, a lonely island emerged from the line of sight.

He stopped, then came to the side of the wall, and helped her open the two lights on the top of the head, just about to leave, and heard her open and asked: "Excuse me, are you also coming to the Friday reading exchange?"

He turned and answered her: "No."

"Yes? But I see you holding a book in your hand."

"Well, this is a textbook." He explained.

"Oh, I got it wrong, I am sorry." She felt that she was rushing to the heat and rushed her eyes.

Unexpectedly, after her conversation, he came naturally, came to her side, and kept a distance in courtesy. Looking at the book at her hand by light, her eyes stayed quietly in the blue. On the white book, like watching a long-lost thing, the light illuminates his extremely nice side. In such a quiet and quiet corner, a slender silhouette is fixed on the wall. The gentle breath smothered on her clothes.

Then he slowly put the teaching materials on the table on the table, sat down to the opposite seat, and acted in a polite manner. "In fact, I didn't expect the recent reading meeting to be so deserted. The result was only one person, no matter what. Thank you for your support."

Bai Ziren thought about it and said, "I think the environment here is very good, the distance is convenient, and it is very close to my school."

"Are you studying near here?"

"Yes, I am studying at the Industrial University."

He smiled a little, but did not further explore her interest, but pulled back the theme: "What books do you usually like to read?"

"Actually, I don't know how to read." Bai Ziren picked up the only book at hand. "Besides this one, it was bought a long time ago. It has recently been revisited."

He looked at the title of the book under the light and said: "I can see some history."

"I blame I didn't take good care of it." Bai Ziren put down the book, glanced at the textbook he carried, and wrapped it in kraft paper. He couldn't guess what it was, but he could know that he was the person who loved the book.

"You said that you basically don't study, is it happening to find it here?"

Bai Ziren was silent, and under the gaze of his ink-colored pupil, his heart unexpectedly began a change that had never been produced before.

"I found it on the Internet. You may feel very strange when you say it. In fact, the purpose of finding it here is just to find someone to communicate."

His quiet look shows that he is patiently listening to her words, and does not think she is heterogeneous: "It is normal, and some words are easier for strangers to say."

“Really? Then do you feel the same?”

"Yes, I guess most people will have more or less."

Bai Ziren looked at his face and looked at the mysterious textbook wrapped in a cover on the table. He slowly asked: "What is this?"

"Oh, this is a philosophy textbook."

"Ah?" She was unexpected.

He reached up and picked up the thick textbook and said calmly: "It is actually related to my work."

"Your work?"

“I am a bookmaker and the course taught is philosophy.” He said, “I usually do part-time jobs here.”

“Philosophy.” She sighed, thinking that her understanding of philosophy was limited to the most basic definitions in the classroom, and she knew nothing about it. So she recalled it with great enthusiasm. “It’s a study of the world’s origins, a worldview. And the unity of methodology, if you remember it?"

He was not interested in correcting mistakes outside the classroom. After a little thought about it, he said gently and straightforwardly: "The word "philosophy" is derived from Greek. The etymology is the meaning of loving wisdom. Simply speaking, it is a discipline that makes people smart. It is also a way of thinking in everyday life."

"Is that I remember correctly?"

"No, there is no unified definition of philosophy." He said, "You are right."

Bai Ziren folded his hands on his book and said: "Well... it sounds very interesting, but unfortunately I read too little and my knowledge is shallow."

"Everyone has a different direction of interest." He said and looked at the book in her hand, looking like a quiet star. "It’s like you like it, I probably don’t know anything."

Following his low eyes, Bai Ziren generously pushed the "Indifferent River" to the center of the table, briefly introducing: "This book was read by me when I was a high school. It is a youthful literature, probably about a girl who is out of school. After traveling around the story."

He reached up and picked up her book, coveting the cover in detail.

Just let her see the hand he pressed on the book, slender and clean, strong bones, looks very comfortable, the point is that his book is graceful and elegant, so that people can't move their eyes.

He only watched for a while, didn't open it, just asked her: "Do you think it looks good?"

“Well, there are a lot of descriptions of the scenery, like the sea of ​​Qingdao, the desert in the northwest, and the dam village and peacock lake.”

He slowly nodded, and he said "yellow" seriously.

"There is love, friendship and affection." Bai Ziren is looking for various words. "How do you describe it? I feel very real, whether it is happiness or sadness, reading the past seems to happen to me, from beginning to end. Will be infected by the emotions of the characters."

He kept listening, but he never turned it over. He just looked at the book cover and moved his fingertips on the title of the book. After a while, he handed it back to her politely.

Seeing that he didn't have much interest in it, Bai Ziren was not disappointed. After all, he didn't look like someone who would read such a book.

Bai Ziren collected his book and found a topic: "Can you recommend me a book? You just read one recently."

"I recently read a travel note, are you interested in reading this type?"

Bai Ziren nodded and quickly took out his own note book, carefully remembered the name of the book he had next, and peeked at him while he was lying. He found that he was looking down at the words she wrote and the identity of his teacher. Her gesture of holding the pen is very solemn.

Writing the title, she wrote her own name, slowly pulled it down and handed it to him, and raised the greatest courage in life: "This is my name."

"Bai Ziren." He read it again and looked up at her. "I remember this smell in the traditional Chinese medicine I used to eat."

"Yes, that's it. Many people think that my name is a strange drug name, but it is good to remember."

Before she asked for her request, he had naturally taken her pen and generously landed on the paper, writing her name under her name.

"This is mine." He wrote it to her, "I am very happy to meet you here."

She looked down at the three words on the paper soothing, and meditated in her heart: "Cheng Jingbo."

If I didn't care too much about people's name, I felt quite mysterious at this moment. After she had seen too many names, his name and his own best iron.

“You are working part time here, every day?” she asked.

"This is not necessarily the case. If there is no other thing to do, I will come over on Friday night."

"Where do you usually teach?"

He did not answer this question immediately. It seems that hesitating whether it is necessary to tell her the true personal situation.

She waited for a while, and guessed that it was impossible to answer. He heard him say: "The University of Finance and Economics, and the university district here is just one south and one north."

For a moment, she had a different kind of emotion in her heart. 2k novel reading network