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Chapter 038: Deep Love 2

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    By the way, by the way, my graduate student, oh my god, did he go to the safe house?  Why don't you call me or send me a message?  Don't you know I'm worried?  It's abominable!  Why is the whole world against me today?

    However, I seem to be very busy today, and I don't have much free time to think about him.  Now after the quarrel, I have time to think about him, but it's a pity that he ignores me.

    I lay down next to the computer, picked up my mobile phone, and fiddled with the mobile phone pendant. It was a string of heart-shaped pendants made of pearls.  It was "love at first sight" and I bought it immediately.

    Do you want to give him a call?  Or post a message?  It seems that he always calls me, and I rarely call him.

    Forget it, for the sake of him coming all the way to see me, I will be merciful and give him a call to say hello.

    I found his number from the address book, looked, looked and looked, but refused to press the dial button.  Because I am used to him calling me, it is this "habit" that orders me not to press the dial button.  Or maybe it's the proud self-esteem of women at work!

    But compared to love, what is "habit"?  What is self-esteem?  Am I such a proud woman?  I asked myself.

    People say that you should hold on to the love in your hands, and don't let love slip by you because of your so-called self-esteem. Am I really going to make such a mistake?  And then spend a lifetime choosing memories?  "Remember how much we loved each other back then, how romantic it was?" Hehe, it's ridiculous!

    Maybe I am still too young to understand love, but, according to my age, love should be the contribution of two people, but men pay a little more than women.  hey-hey!  So he had to call me as a graduate student, and I, Zhu Zhu, had to wait for his call.

    This is really a ridiculous concept of love, and it is the most ridiculous concept of love that I, Zhu Zhu, personally have.

    I waited and waited, but the call seemed dead silent, graduate student, what the hell are you doing?  It's abominable!  Forgot me so quickly?  What a horror of men's oaths, who tell the same lies to different women!

    bother!

    Really annoying!

    Still annoying!

    In addition to being annoying, it is still annoying!

    Forget it, instead of being troubled here and studying my view of love here, it would be more practical to call him!  What kind of self-esteem, what kind of love concept, let's forget about it first.

    I pressed the dial button, and Teresa Teng's song "I Only Care About You" came from the other end of the phone: "If I hadn't met you that day, where would I be? How is life going? Should life be cherished?"

    Strange, when did he change the ringtone?  It used to be like a "beep" sound.

    But why didn't he answer the phone?  What the hell is he doing?  busy with work?  impossible?  Just go back to work?  This is a bit too workaholic.  Or maybe he was very tired and sleepy, and fell asleep on the bed after returning home?  That's why you can't hear my call?  It must be like this.

    However, he is so handsome, what should I do if he is targeted by some vixen?  Firstly, I don't have the figure of those vixens, secondly, I am not as coquettish as they are, and thirdly, I don't have the methods they use to deal with men.  God, what am I supposed to argue with them?  Graduate student, your mistake is that you shouldn't be so handsome!  God knows how thick-skinned women are these days, and a third party dares to call the real wife arrogantly and demote the real wife to nothing!

    I continued to call, constantly dialing the phone number, but unfortunately, besides the song "I Only Care About You" by Teresa Teng on the other end, there was also the beautiful apologetic voice: "The number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please  Call back later." Followed by a busy "beep".

    ?I called several times but no one answered, I stood up silently, and quietly walked to the two bottles of roses.

    That's because the bottle is too small, so I put it in two bottles separately. At this moment, the rose is blooming delicately, like two clusters of bright red flames burning its life.

    I stared at them quietly, and they were also staring at me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the fragrance.

    "I admit, I'm a little narrow-minded." I said to the rose, as if the rose could understand me, "Maybe, I'm a little selfish and like to think wildly, but love is like this, which makes people fascinated.  Demon."

    I put my face on the petals, "Tell me, what is love like? Small-minded? Random speculation? Jealous? Jealousy?"

    "Look at you, how wonderful you are, the god of love in people's minds.?, a symbol of love, a person in love, who doesn't like his prince charming to stick you in front of her?  "

    "Even people like me fall in love with you, maybe I'm also vain?"

    "Tell me, what the hell is he doing? Why isn't he answering the phone?"

    "Why should I think about him like this? Isn't it less than a day since we separated? Am I really doomed to be inseparable from him?"

    I sighed for a long time, and walked to the balcony, I wanted to blow some air.

    You said that you believe that you have a clear understanding, so at this moment, at this moment, I am thinking of you, and I want to hear your voice. Please also have a clear understanding, think of me, and give me a call, so that  , I will feel safe, please!

    I stared at the night sky, the stars were blinking playfully and whispering, and Mother Moon also secretly showed half of her face to look down on this mysterious and lively city on the earth.

    Everyone all over the world is going to fall in love, including Mini and Meizi, and I am the only one left standing on this balcony silently and desolately.  Looking at the night sky foolishly, counting the stars and looking at the moon.  I pray to them quietly, hoping that this beautiful night sky will live up to my expectations.

    Where are you tonight?  are you thinking of me  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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