Italian First Love Diary - Chapter 39

【341】

Ling Jun is very popular among girls in China because of his gentle personality and good grades. In high school and junior high school, his chemistry and mathematics scores have always been the first in the year, and there are many girls who confessed to him. But he was very slow and didn’t pay attention to the feelings of the female classmate who had a crush on him.

I asked: “Have any girl been close to you deliberately?”

Ling Jun thought for a while: “It seems that in junior high school, a girl said that her hands were cold and let me warm her up.”

I smelled the anecdote and was enthusiastic: “What then?”

“The weather was not cold at all that day, and her performance was also very blunt.”

“and so?”

“I said, I don’t feel cold, what’s so warm, you go find someone else.”

I trembled with a smile, “Why are you so incomprehensible?”

“I don’t understand the style? What can I do to warm her hands? I don’t know her.”

I continued to ask: “What about high school? Is there any girl close to you?”

“Hmm…it seems like a girl deliberately sat next to me and asked me questions.”

“Anything else?”

“For example, if a girl from a foreign school doesn’t sleep at night, call me to confess?”

There are so many peach blossoms?

I gritted my teeth, “Any more?”

“Before my roommate forced me to sing to a female friend he wanted to chase after. The next day, that girl came to me and said she wanted to make a friend?”

“How did you answer?”

“Show her a cold face and refuse.”

My jealous mood calmed down a bit, and asked him: “Why refused? Isn’t that good? So many people like you…”

“The person my friend wants to chase finds me? What’s this?”

I asked: “Is there any more?”

He honestly said, “When I went abroad, I was blocked by the roommate’s goddess and confessed in the corner… and he said that I can wait until I return.”

“You promised?”

“Don’t dare.”

“Goddess, she must be pretty, why don’t you agree?” I asked with a sneer.

Ling Jun smiled bitterly, “How can you look good? Besides, she is the girl my roommate likes, and I still have a conscience.”

I said in a nasty voice: “I have never been confessed, you actually hooked up outside!”

“Heh,” Ling Jun sneered, “I have been with me, and I want someone to confess? Huh?”

I quickly persuaded. Facing the resentful demon king, I had to bow my head.

Mr. Ling asked me: “You are in China, is anyone chasing you in junior high school?”

I shook my head, “No, someone even knew that I was in the class when I went abroad…”

In fact, I was thinking at that time, if I was in China, I would know Lingjun. Maybe you can take possession of him earlier, take an oath of sovereignty earlier, and prevent anyone from occupying him.

But afterwards, after thinking about it, I also laughed at it. If we meet in the country, we may not have such a happy ending as we are now. Perhaps we will encounter other accidents or obstacles. Since God arranged for us to meet and meet at this time, there must be a reason and condition for its existence.

There is an interpretation of happiness in “The Perfect Divorce”, I think it is right, “The can was invented in 1810, but the can opener was only invented in 1858. But sometimes it is like this. Yes, regardless of love or life, important things are sometimes late.”

【342】

Yijun (the younger brother of Lingjun, suddenly remembered that he had already given him a subtitle) once had a crush on a girl, and he didn’t say a word, but he wrote her a long love letter on the phone .

At that time, I had nothing to do with things, and I was particularly beaten. Normally, I didn’t deal with Yijun, and given this opportunity, I would humiliate him even more.

Later, I read his love letter directly in front of Ling Jun, who was pale at first and then cried.

After that, my Liangzi and I had settled.

It is also interesting to say that the girl still does not know that Yijun has a crush on her. It may be that the girl loves the brother next door, but she has a special affection for Ling Jun, even the “Ling Jun” is long and the “Ling Jun” shouts shortly, obviously there is a three or four-year-old age difference, but she never calls his brother , Maybe it’s kinder to call his name directly.

I teased Ling Jun: “Do you know she might like you?”

“Impossible, what does she like me to do?”

“…” Do you.

Well, I dare not say this sentence.

【343】

I’m relatively stupid. It may take half an hour to solve a problem.

Mr. Ling asked me: “Have you done a good job?”

I have a weak voice, “I just wrote a question.”

“It took half an hour?” He looked at me with hatred of iron and steel.

I nodded.

Mr. Ling couldn’t, put down the homework in his hand, and turned to help me read the book, “How can you write half an hour for others who only need five minutes? Forget it, listen to me for ten minutes and don’t be distracted.”

“Ten minutes may not be enough for me, I won’t understand.”

“How simple can you not understand? Don’t pretend to be stupid.”

I murmured, “It’s so stupid, I didn’t pretend…”

Then, I got a score of 30 points (converted to a 100-point system), and he said, “I taught you for so long, so I got a score like this. Do you want to **** me off?”

——I said, it’s really stupid, not pretending.

To this day, Ling Jun no longer looks at my score.

It’s not that I have confidence in me. According to his words, it is: spicy, eye, eye.

【344】

When I first fell in love with Lingjun, the high school was in the same school.

Once, I went to class without breakfast. Halfway through the boarding session, the management staff brought a cup of cappuccino and a chicken cutlet to my class, “Is the grass lantern here? Your brother asked us to give it to you.”

My face is red and I can’t wait to get into the hole.

Every fool knows that it is not my brother, it is Lingjun.

After class, I went to another teaching building and warned Mr. Ling, “Don’t give me breakfast next time, you will be misunderstood.”

“What’s the misunderstanding? Are you my girlfriend, or am I your boyfriend?” He paused and asked with a smile, “but you can rest assured, don’t misunderstand, everyone knows.”

“…” Forget it, you are ruthless.

“Of course, you can also choose to come to my house for breakfast, so that I won’t send breakfast to your class.”

I gritted my teeth, “All right.”

Since then, I have developed a good habit of going to Lingjun’s house on time to feed.

Thinking about it afterwards, why is something wrong?

【345】

Ling Jun hates the son in the game. He is obviously an NPC, but he speaks every word of Ling Jun’s vitals.

Son devil: “If you are not good, I won’t let you marry a wife.”

Mr. Ling did not marry me yet. Hearing this, he became very angry and said, “If you are not good, I will beat you.”

After a few seconds, the son replied: “Today someone got married in Chang’an City, and the groom didn’t give me candy, so I hugged his leg and called Dad.”

“Scream again!” Ling Jun wanted to spit out blood, “I’m your father!”

After this incident, he never abandoned his son again. In order to prevent him from calling other people’s father, Ling Jun plans to raise him.

I was dumbfounded, “???”

【346】

Mr. Ling will not forget my birthday. He always orders cakes in advance and cooks a whole meat feast at home to make me happy.

And his birthday is always scribbled and even forgotten by me.

I remember calling Lingjun a certain time when he suddenly mentioned: “Do you know what day it is today?”

“My birthday?” I teased him.

Ling Jun was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, “It’s my birthday.”

I was so frightened that I forgot such an important day. But the cake shops were closed, so I went to the supermarket to buy a cake embryo at random, and hurried to Lingjun’s house.

Fortunately, I am not the only one who has forgotten his birthday. Even Ling Jun’s mother can’t remember Ling Jun’s birthday.

That day, I didn’t know if his mother was ashamed or for other reasons, she opened a bottle of champagne to Mr. Ling, went out by herself, leaving the world of the two for us.

It was getting dark early and the kitchen was dizzy without turning on the lights.

I took a sip of my wine, not knowing whether it was because of guilt or joy, on tiptoe, boldly, and proactively kissed Lingjun.

Without bringing any gifts, I can only report with a kiss.

The moon is just right, and the autumn wind is rustling.

Ling Jun’s profile was hidden behind the moonlight, hazy by the light and shadow. He was stunned for a long time, as if he had realized what a “gift” was, and then gently buckled my waist, still trying to kiss back.

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