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Touching campus love story?

For a hundred years, love has been a topic that people are willing to talk about and express. Whether it is an individual or a society, love is an experience that cannot be ignored. After both sexes are attracted by Libido, love has social attributes. Love is a dual attribute of nature and society, which undeniably has ontological and social significance. The following is what I arranged for you, I hope it will help you!

Chapter 1: Spare no effort.

"Then tell me when you like me?"

"In fact, I noticed you when I was in the mid-term exam of senior one last semester. When I first entered high school, I thought you were very corny. At that time, I remembered what style of clothes you were wearing. But slowly I found that you are not only good at studying, but also helpful and have a good personality. I have had a crush on you for three years. "

"Why don't you tell me the truth?"

"No, there are so many handsome guys around you."

"If I don't come to you this time, will you never say this to me?"

"Maybe, maybe you are too good, maybe I am too inferior."

"You have had a crush on me for three years. Actually, I've been waiting for you for three years. I have wondered whether you really like me or yourself. "

Xiao Yang was silent.

Mo Shiyu continued: "I still remember that every time I go running, there is always a figure passing by me quickly. When I called him back, he had disappeared from my sight. "

"Every time I write my homework, I always find someone looking at me silently at a 45-degree angle."

"Every time I go to physical education class, I like playing badminton. He can also play badminton, but he dare not play badminton with me. "

"Every time I have a computer class, there is always a person sitting opposite me. I really don't dare to look at my eyes, I will only secretly look at me. "

"Every time I lose my temper in the exam and want to cry, he will bring me a napkin for the first time."

"Every time. . . . . . "

"Xiao Yang, I noticed you. I have been paying attention to you since you paid attention to me, you know? Did you hear that? "

There are tears in Xiao Yang's eyes. He didn't know how many days and nights he was worried about her. She smiled and he wanted to laugh, too. She cried, and he wanted to cry, as if every cell in his body was only jumping for her. Xiao Yang didn't think about confession, but he retreated again and again. He felt that he was not perfect enough for this angel.

If he wants to be brave once, he knows that if he can't cross the psychological barrier this time, he may lose her forever.

"Poetry ... rain ... me" Mo Shiyu looked at him transfixed.

Xiao Yang suddenly felt that I would say it out loud even if it was a knife and a mountain of fire.

"Poetry ... rain ... I ... love you, I love you, I want to protect you, I want to take care of you, I want to love you all my life."

Hearing these words, Mo Shiyu left tears of happiness and a knowing smile on her face, as if she felt extremely happy and happy at that moment, as if all the grievances and anxieties had vanished.

Xiao Yang

Shiyu.

They hugged each other tightly, as if it were an eternal and beautiful picture. After all the hardships, they fell in love. At the moment when their lips touched, a sweet love grew in their hearts.

Chapter 2: I just want to hold your hand.

Wenjing is a college student who came to Beijing from a remote mountainous area. Her simple appearance made her laugh. But she doesn't care what others say. She only values grades. She wants to win glory for her hometown and live up to her parents. Her grades are always the best in the class. Gradually, she made some new friends, but never really integrated into the prosperity of this city.

Until one day, a Bohemian boy jumped into their class. The boy didn't come to school. According to his parents' idea, just let him stay in the school auditorium honestly and don't go out to make trouble.

The students talked about his "deeds" and said everything, but the most consistent statement was that his family was rich, a rich second generation, a black sheep, or * * *. In order to get him into this university, his parents donated a lot of money to the school.

The boys' seats are near Wenjing. As soon as he sat down, he winked at Wenjing and said, "Hi! Hello, country girl! "

He gave him a calm look and went on reviewing.

The boy leaned over and said, "My name is You Shuai. What's your name? "

Wen Jing said without looking up, "It's boring."

You Shuai smiled and said, "Cut! Country girls have a personality. "

Wen Jing didn't expect the nightmare to begin. You Shuai has nothing to do to talk to her all day. When he went to the canteen, he was crowded with her deskmate, and she followed her with nothing to do, which made her very quiet and bored.

But the most embarrassing thing for Wen Jing is that everyone thinks that You Shuai has a crush on her and is pursuing her, which makes many girls jealous and hate her. But she knows very well that a rich boy like You Shuai can like her with her looks, figure and rustic dress. This is no joke!

Wenjing tries to avoid him and stay away from him. But no matter how to avoid him, he will still appear in front of her every day.

Even stuck in front of Wenjing's dormitory and said to her, "Let's associate!"

Wenjing was shocked, and a feeling of being teased arose. She said angrily, "Don't make fun of me." After leaving angrily, You Shuai grabbed her hand and said, "I really like you, like watching you think, like watching your expression of concentration in class, which fascinates me and makes me worship." I thought I would be very happy if you could treat me like studying! "

Wenjing dumped a "psycho" and threw him out of the door. She leaned against the door and felt her heart beating violently. Some strange feelings rippled in her heart, but she shook her head and believed that none of this would be true. His love is only a moment of joy and freshness. When he catches her, he will throw her away without care.

From then on, Wen Jing tried to walk with friends and didn't give him a chance to contact alone.

Sure enough, You Shuai changed, almost gave up competing with her and turned to tease other girls, but he looked at her with meaningful eyes from time to time, with a sadness in his eyes that she could not understand.

Wenjing ignored him and turned to the playground. A flying ball hit her on the head. Wenjing was knocked to the ground and her glasses were knocked out. She felt around, but she couldn't touch it.

At this time, a pair of hands lifted her up and said softly, "Don't touch the glasses, don't break them. I'll take you to change a pair. " Wenjing lost her glasses just like her eyes, and she could not see anything vaguely. I can only let these gentle hands pull me forward, but I can't stop hearing: "Watch the steps, watch the downhill, watch your step ..."

Wen Jing couldn't help but reach into her backpack and quietly put on a pair of old glasses. She immediately saw clearly that you Shuai was walking on the road holding her hand, and his other hand was holding her intact glasses.

Seeing her wearing glasses, You Shuai let go of her hand awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I ... I just want to hold your hand for a while. I didn't mean to lie to you. "

After a long silence, Wenjing quietly took off her glasses and held out her hand with a trusting smile on her face.

She thought maybe love should be given a chance to hold hands, even if it only hurts her.

Chapter III: When Flowers Bloom

When the flowers bloom

Flowers are the smell of sunshine.

Dew and green leaves

Are dotted with beauty

Boys confess to girls, and girls accept it.

The boy was very excited because it was his first love.

The girl looked at the boy's excited face and said nothing, but her heart was sweet.

Boys and girls are deskmates.

Boys are the best in the class and girls are the most beautiful in the class.

This boy is very talented. He wrote poems for the girl and slipped them into her books and homework in class. He likes to surprise her and watch her smile. The girl silently put away each poem and carefully put it into a beautiful notebook with a password lock. The password is a girl's secret.

Boys don't sleep at noon. He likes watching girls sleep. Girls always sleep with their heads to him. When the girl fell asleep, he took out a pen and paper and wrote her down.

Boys often hold girls' hands and walk slowly around the playground after self-study at night. There are many men and women like them on the playground, but they believe they are the happiest among them.

Winter went and spring came, and a semester passed quickly. Swallows have gone and come again, and boys and girls meet again after losing each other for a winter vacation.

School has started, but it is still snowing. Boys are covered with snow, and so are girls. They looked at each other, regardless of the strange eyes of classmates coming and going around.

Boys seem to be girls' servants, serving tea and running around. He did it with a smile.

The girl opened her diary and half of it was about the happiness of last year. She smiled sweetly and put a note in the page.

The sun shone on the boy's chair through the window. There is no one on the chair. He's out.

The girl confessed to the boy and the boy refused.

The girl complained to the boy about her homesickness, and the boy turned her down sadly. "Sorry, I only have eyes for her!" "

The girl didn't give up. She can't ask him to love her, but he can't stop her from loving him.

Girls often ask boys all kinds of questions, because he is the best in the class. The teacher said that anyone can ask him questions.

The boy found that the girl was not bad and sunny, so he was willing to teach her.

Boys live on campus, girls live on campus, and schools are closed.

Boys often ask girls to bring things, often things that girls like, but these are not for her.

In Chinese class, a gust of wind blew the girl's hair and it was blown in a mess in the sun.

"The Millennium is frost,

The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. " ...

The teacher's recitation flew around the classroom, and the boy looked up and saw the vague and clear side face.

He suddenly realized that she was also beautiful.