When I am entertaining, I will look at the signs. The signs say that in May 2016, Sagittarius will have good luck in love. Haha, I actually believe it...

There is no way, I believe it, and I will forget it tactfully.

I thought to myself that I would spend every day of May with the mentality of having good luck in May. This was the case at the beginning, but as I lived through it, I forgot that I would have good luck in May. After all, it was just to entertain myself.

Later one weekend on the top floor of Sulia, I suddenly received a message from an unfamiliar number.

I opened it and saw the content, oh, it was sent by Xiaoyan. She asked me where I was...

Before answering her question, I was still thinking, huh? When did she have my number?

After a quick communication, I learned that it was Sister Lily who gave her my phone number, and she also took the initiative to add to my work WeChat.

So, like a young girl in the flower season, she started chatting on WeChat like a young girl who had just met...

She asked me where the company's car would park that afternoon to pick us up back to the company, after all, she was not sure about the first time she arrived.

Then I began to tell her little by little that as I continued, the topic would naturally extend in the soil of knowledge like the roots of the plant...

While we were chatting, I was actually thinking about poetry. Her sudden message, to be honest, disrupted my imagination.

Well, since it's all messy, let's go into her WeChat talk. Oh, she is a girl who likes to post talks very much, and can post seven or eight talks a day. Moreover, she is a very narcissistic girl, and she has a lot of selfies.

This is normal, because I like to post talks, and narcissism, not to mention, it has never been surpassed!

The first time I chatted was pretty good, and I had a relaxed and natural chat. I have a good impression of people who can chat easily and naturally, but I just have a good impression of them.

Well, what was the situation at that time?

That morning, A Bing insisted on following me, but I didn't want it because I needed to write something quietly. And he was simply a microphone without charging. After listening for a long time, I would be mentally broken.

So, I lied to him and said, "I'll go and take a girl, don't disturb me!" He, who is as smart as him, decisively believed my words.

Before that, there was a small foreplay. In the office, he would tease me from time to time and ask me to seize the opportunity to fuck Xiaoyan. And I also teased him from time to time, saying that he and Xiaoyan are very good...

Okay, with these premises, Xiaoyan said something that made me start to get confused.

She said that her sister sent her to Suriya and went back. She is now alone on the first floor, holding a lot of things and wanting to buy some snacks.

In fact, when she said this, I thought that her implication was that I wanted me to go down and help her get something, and then take her to the company car to pick us up and take us back.

Huh, but I still deliberately made myself unable to go down and help her, so I replied weakly: "Do you need me to go down and help?"

In fact, when a girl says the above words, as a boy, she should go down to help her carry things without saying a word. However, I asked in a perverted manner. In order to make her reply, I don’t need to go down so quickly...

Although I achieved my goal, I felt so uncomfortable inside and felt that my behavior was so different from a man! So, I stopped immediately after half of the poems I wrote, put the book back into my backpack, and hurried downstairs.

It's strange. As soon as I walked to the elevator entrance on the second floor, I could tell at a glance that she was in the corner of the beverage hall on the first floor. She didn't tell me the exact location, it was just that coincidental...

When I suddenly appeared in front of her, she smiled and asked me in confusion: "How do you know I am sitting here?"

Haha, I don't know how I know...

Then, she carried two big bags of things for her. Wow, it was quite heavy!

OK, she was picking daily necessities like a smiling child throughout the whole process. I stood beside her with two big bags of things and watched her pick them up.

Her figure is good, and her height is quite compatible with mine. Generally speaking, to outsiders, the woman is buying things, while the man is holding things and watching the woman’s shopping scenes easily make people feel that this is a couple.

So, if A Bing saw this scene, I wouldn't be able to clear his jokes even if I jumped into the Yellow River.

However, when you take something and see Xiaoyan’s feeling of buying things, you may feel it with your heart. Perhaps, if you have a girlfriend in the future, this is how I bring things up. It’s really terrifying for girls to buy things!

Finally, we took the company car together, and she was smiling in the car. Fortunately, A Bing took the bus back very early...

When I read her on WeChat, I thought she should have a boyfriend. So, I am very restrained. I will not love girls with boyfriends, at most I just appreciate them.

She arrived first, and thought that so many things were difficult for her to get, so I wanted to help her mention it. As a result, she said readily that she could just come by herself.

That night, when I wanted to check out her WeChat talk, I found that I couldn't read it. Then I should be the one who was set by her that I couldn't read it on her WeChat talk...

At that moment, I knew very well that it was just a passerby.

Time continues to go.

God lets you meet some people, but does not arrange for you to be together, which means that God lets those people understand something from it. What exactly is it? It depends on what you can think about from it.

Some passers-by seem to have walked through it. But after a while, you may find that passers-by will revisit the old place again...

I forgot what day it was, and Xiaoyan suddenly started chatting with me on WeChat.

I had no impression of any topic I was talking about, but through that chat, I found that she seemed to have become a different person.

I said it on WeChat, and she started to like it and comment. Once it started to comment, it would accidentally start to browse the screen.

I can't understand why she suddenly likes chatting with me so much again?

Later, I talked about my hobbies and talked about my hobbies. When it comes to hobbies, I won’t lose singing.

I asked her if she could sing and if she could sing one for me. I especially like to listen to girls singing for me because it felt so special. She said that she could not sing at all, and even if she wanted to sing, I had to sing first...

OK, I sang the song I wrote again... She said it was nice...

At that moment, I always felt like I was copying. What to copy? These are the chats with curiosity I used to chat with Arou, and the chats with Arou in 2015...

What am I...I...I'm going to do? I hope she sings to me, why? Do I want to fuck her? No... Then, why is that for me?

I seem to be trapped in a pattern...

If the girl who chats with me is a new girl who has a good impression of her and she doesn't have a boyfriend, then will I communicate with her like this and hope she will sing to me?

But that's nothing. I think girls who dare to sing to you even if they can't sing, should agree with you, otherwise she wouldn't let you know what she is not good at.

If I think so, am I just trying her ideas?

But I haven't thought about it that way. I just want to listen to the girls who can talk to me.

However, the problem arose. She sang it to me once later, but later she didn't want to sing it very much, maybe because she was afraid. But I encouraged her to learn singing like a person full of positive energy...

At that moment, I felt so strange, really…

This makes me seem to be able to sing, and encourage a person who is not interested in singing to learn to sing just like others encourage me who are not interested in mathematics and do not understand it to learn to learn to do so.

When did I become so blind, so ridiculous?

Am I overly concerned about my own thoughts? Otherwise, how could I impose it on others?

If I really like a girl, do I like that girl himself, or do I like that girl like me?

After all, I was stuck too self-centered...

If one day I meet a girl who doesn't want to sing to me, doesn't like to read what I write, or looks at the paintings I draw, but loves and cares about me very much, will I fall in love with her?

Maybe I haven't figured out a problem yet. There is only my own shadow in my view of love...

Suddenly I am very grateful to God for arranging Xiaoyan to appear in my life, allowing me to be indirectly outside of love but also seem to be in love, and to see how I broke up twice...

All I thought of at that time was the only sentence I had read for a while: What I missed was not wrong, but was passed. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!