The meeting place was set at the North School of Haida University.

The North School belongs to the headquarters of Hai University, and the faculty and staff family courtyard is here. It has a complete range of functions and has its own business district, night market, and cinema. It is actually not an exaggeration to call it a living area.

At six o'clock, two people who had been struggling with the two issues of "reverse posting" and "sexual seduction" for most of the day went out on time.

It's still bright, and the sun sets late in summer, and it usually becomes darker after seven o'clock.

This place is not far from the University Town, and it is closer to the underground passage. It takes only 20 minutes to go around the underground passage, which is only fifteen minutes.

When Lin Erxie Yan arrived, He Yin was already waiting bored at the school gate.

He found a tree shade and sat on the curb under the tree, looking up from time to time.

The students at the school gate come and go, and it is very lively.

If He Yin's face hadn't really looked good and didn't look like a beggar, he would have piled up a pile of money he had asked for at this moment.

Through a wide road, He Yin saw the two familiar figures across the road from afar, immediately stood up, stretched out his arms and shook his claws at them.

The traffic indicator lights changed from red to green, and the two walked over slowly and stopped in front of He Yin.

"Why are you here?" He Yin raised his cap upwards, revealing a pair of black and white eyes, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"You're coming too early." Lin Er glanced at the time, it was less than 6:20.

After waiting for two minutes, Wen Miao and Shen Jiayu also appeared at the school gate.

He Yin saw that the people were almost there, so he clapped his hands and called them to walk to the night market.

Wen Miao looked across the street: "Are you waiting for Xiao Zai and Qin Xiaogou?"

He Yin waved his hand: "Don't wait anymore. Xiao Zai said there was a traffic jam on the road, so they went straight there."

Wen Miao said "Oh" and said nothing else.

After entering the school gate, the group walked towards the night market business district.

In front are Wen Miao and Shen Jiayu, behind are Lin Er and Xie Yan, and He Yin is very painfully sandwiched between the two couples.

He felt it was necessary to change his name and then change his surname.

His name is no longer He Yin, but now his surname is Ding and his name is Baon.

Nickname: Liangliang.

After entering the business district here, there were more people on the way, not only students from Haida University, but also teachers, counselors from various colleges, as well as old professors who came out to have dinner and take a walk.

On the sidewalks on both sides of Qiuzhi Road, there were students selling flowers on street stalls. After seeing these red roses and wild roses, He Yin's pain reached its peak.

Is there anything more painful in the world than a single dog stuck between two couples?

have.

That is not only to get caught between couples, but also to endure the flower shop owner’s sentence “Handsome guy, do you buy flowers? You can buy them and give them to yourself without a girlfriend.”

He shouldn't have gone out today, He Yin thought silently.

There are flower stalls in a long street, with a strong fragrance of flowers floating ten miles away, and the smell is a little sensation. Lin Er couldn't help but sneeze. She rubbed the tip of her nose and asked with a little nasal voice: "What kind of festival is today?"

"The Chinese Valentine's Day has passed long ago, right?" He Yin was also puzzled, looking at the stalls selling flowers on both sides of the long street, "Why are there so many flower sellers in the school?"

"Today is Valentine's Day at Haida." Wen Miao put a little paw on Shen Jiayu's wrist and tilted his head around and said, "I heard from my brother that the first Saturday in September is Valentine's Day at Haida."

Hearing her say this, Xie Yan turned his head and glanced at the flower stall next to him, and soon turned around and looked at Lin Er, with a sense of inquisitiveness in his eyes.

What I want to express is: Do you want to spend it?

"Don't buy." Seeing his thoughts, Liner directly extinguished his thoughts in the cradle, "If you buy them, you can take them yourself, don't give them to me, I don't want them."

Xie Yan: “…”

A little girl without a little romantic cell.

Shen Jiayu was also looking at the flower stall. His eyes swept across the white rose, turned his head back, and gently curled his eyes towards Wen Miao, asking, "What kind of flowers do you want?"

Wen Miao didn't even look at the bouquets, but just tilted his head and thought for a while, then tentatively said: "Tofu Flower."

Shen Jiayu: "?"

"Or popcorn can do it," Wen Miao added.

Shen Jiayu: "..."

On the sparse romantic cells in the mind of foodies.

Among the two couples and one light bulb, the only romantic one is He Yin, who is single in the mother and fetus.

"I thought I was single for eighteen years, but I hadn't even received a bouquet of flowers." Thinking of his long life of being single by his mother, He Yin couldn't help but sigh, "I'm still a love expert, what a failure."

"Is there any?" Wen Miao tilted his head to look at him and reminded him, "Last Qingming Festival, didn't Qin Xiaogou give you a wreath?

"..." He Yin's mouth twitched, "Is that a flower?"

"Aren't the flowers on the wreath flowers?" Wen Miao looked at him righteously and said in an educational tone, "You can't discriminate against others just because they are blooming on the grave, right? This is racial discrimination."

He Yin: "..."

God fucking racism.

Can a wreath also involve racism?

He Yin felt that he almost didn't come up in one breath, so he almost used the wreath on himself on the spot.

Wen Miao looked at him and said, "If you think the wreath is not good, you really want flowers--"

He Yin reluctantly relented: "You want to buy me a bunch?"

"No." Wen Miao said friendly, "I can turn on my phone, enter the Glory of Kings, and give you one."

“…”

"In this way, we can add ten points to our intimacy."

“…”

He Yin was really choking now.

I had a breath left just now, but now I am in a state of dying.

Sometimes, when this child Wen Miao speaks, he is not too frustrated compared to classmate Nicholas.

Anyway, after this sentence was given to the flowers, He Yin didn't want to talk to Wen Miao for the time being. He rolled his eyes wide, then put his hands in his pockets, and walked around Xie Yan smoothly.

Rejecting intimacy starts with me and from this moment.

After He Yin came over, Xie Yan glanced at him sideways and saw that he looked depressed. Xie Yan, in line with the principle of "Long live friendship", comforted him without much thought: "Actually, you don't have to be too sad. Studies have shown that most boys receive the first bouquet of flowers in front of their tombstones."

“…”

He Yin's expression appeared dull for a moment.

Forgive him, after hearing this careless comfort, the tone that was insulting in his heart seemed to be no longer rising.

Listen, listen quickly—

Is this human word?

What does it mean to be in front of your tombstone???
Chapter completed!