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But when she turned around, all her efforts were in vain and she started laughing again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I've never seen an adult fall, I just couldn't help it." She smiled and apologized.

"It doesn't matter. There is a first time for everything. Just take it as a lesson. When you see me in the future, you don't have to work so hard to hold back your laughter." I said with a depressed look.

"Don't you still have something to do? Go and do your thing. I said.

I was like, I really don’t want to be there for a second. Emotions of shame, frustration, and loss lingered in my heart, and I had mixed feelings. I couldn't wait to leave this awkward place.

"Oh, okay, are you okay?" she asked.

I felt a little resentful, why didn't she leave? Why is there a topic now?

"It doesn't matter. If such a big person falls, you shouldn't call an ambulance. I told you."

Aunt Mei smiled and said: "Okay, then I'm leaving."

I nodded and said nothing more. Before she could leave, I turned around and ran away in embarrassment.

I know that a bad relationship that started that afternoon ten years ago ended successfully this afternoon ten years later. Oh, no, to be precise, it should be an interesting ending.

No matter what kind of period it is, it is a period anyway, which means that everything is over.

But at this moment, Aunt Mei's voice suddenly came from behind: "Qin Zheng.

I stopped immediately and froze in place, not daring to look back.

Is she calling me? I couldn't believe my ears.

It wasn't until she called my name again that I was convinced it was her calling me.

I turned my head and saw my beautiful aunt looking at me with a smile. The scene is so beautiful.

"Haha, I was talking here just now, and I forgot to leave you my contact information." Aunt Mei said.

I took out my phone expressionlessly and exchanged WeChat messages with her, but only I knew that at that moment, a tsunami set off in my heart.

On the way back, the shame of falling down in public had long since disappeared. I even think it’s worth it!

In my eyes, everything in this city suddenly became particularly vivid and wonderful. Even the bus driver, who has always been vicious and vicious, seems to have become extraordinarily kind.

On the bus back, I couldn't wait to open Aunt Mei's WeChat, hoping to learn about her past and present from her circle of friends. Unexpectedly, her circle of friends only had three days of content, and she didn't post any status in these three days.

Of course, this does not affect my mood, because I also don’t like people who post selfies, children, travel, and gifts in Moments all day long. I always thought they were a bunch of exhibitionists. Every time I see them posting, I always feel like they are pointing out to others. Look, this is my belly button. What a beautiful belly button. How can you mere mortals grow a belly button as beautiful as mine? Envy, right?

When I went back that night, although I was working on the design drawings, I always listened to the phone absentmindedly, hoping that a familiar voice would ring and then receive a message from the beautiful aunt.

But this is not true. WeChat did ring one night, but it was all messages from the work group. Aunt Mei's head remained motionless and she said nothing.

I guess she is probably like me at the moment, guarding her phone, waiting for me to take the initiative to send her a message.

I can't take the initiative to message her. This would make me passive. I had to deliberately ignore her to whet her appetite. Scientific research shows that if you are too proactive at the beginning of a relationship, you will often become a slave to love.

But it's almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and I still have no news from her.

I picked up the phone, hesitated, typed a few words, and quickly deleted them.

No no, I'm going to have to wait a little longer, maybe she's struggling right now too.

The primary stage of love is a psychological game. You must display the attitude and patience of an eagle to truly surrender to her.

After waiting for another hour, I strengthened my belief. An hour later I never picked up the phone. I must stand still like a clock. The enemy cannot move, and neither can I.

I turned on the computer and started working seriously.

Two minutes later, I let out a long sigh, picked up my phone, clicked on Aunt Mei’s dialog box, and typed: “Are you asleep?

Damn it, slaves are slaves, men are slaves. How did that song go? I want to become a lamb and eat grass with her. I asked her to take a thin leather whip and whip her gently and repeatedly. I'll take care of it

Great composers could be slaves and willing to be whipped. What can't I do? If Aunt Mei really wears little leather pants and whips me with a little leather whip, haha, I can't wait.

I originally thought that the beautiful aunt waiting for my message on the phone would reply to me immediately after I took the initiative.

But when it was twelve o'clock in the evening, sleep came over me and my eyelids became heavy. I started to struggle, but I saw nothing. I tried to cheer myself up and not fall asleep, but my efforts brought no good news.

I was so frustrated that I even said I had to use the patience of an eagle. Which is good because I have to live with myself like a hawk.

Just when I was about to fall asleep, WeChat rang. The sound was as beautiful as the bell ringing for the end of get out of class, the sound of clocking in after get off work, and the sound of Lin Chiling's breathing!

But when I opened my phone excitedly, I was disappointed to find that the message was not from Aunt Mei, but from Lu Yating.

The content is exactly the same as the message I sent to my beautiful aunt, even the punctuation is correct.

"Are you asleep?"

I wanted to reply politely, but after much hesitation, I chose to deal with it coldly and turned off my phone.

In the dark, I thought the beautiful aunt was probably asleep, so she didn't see my message. After all, she is in her thirties and cannot stay up late. How else could she maintain such good skin? That must be the case.

When I opened my eyes the next morning, my first instinct was to pick up my phone. I was pleasantly surprised to find that there was indeed an unread message!

I just wanted to look up at the sky and scream. Praise the beauty of the world!

But when I opened WeChat, I found that the message was not from Aunt Mei, but from Lu Yating.

"I have a prom next week and I need a partner. I'd like to invite you to it, is that okay?"