He's Secretly Too

Section 88

Three years in graduate school seem to pass faster than in college.

I heard that I was preparing a thesis and looking for a job. He had interned at the website owned by People's Daily a few months ago, now after gaining internship experience, he had to constantly make plans what he would do after graduation.

After all, finding a job right now is not easy.

Either the salary is not appropriate, the prospects are not good, or the competition is too tight.

Their dormitory was not exposed to sunlight, and the morning sunlight was less scorching, so the whole room seemed still gray. Wen Zhi was awakened by the sound of her roommate washing her hands, she looked at her phone and it was almost time to get up.

Wen Zhi had never had the habit of staying in bed since she was a child.

Perhaps it was because his family was too poor and his parents had to get up early to make a living, which made him even more embarrassed to laze around. Although my mother's income was much better than it had been in recent years, and her quality of life had also improved, the old habits still remained.

Such as self-awareness, perseverance, and frugal.

I heard that when I interned at another publisher in Shanghai, my roommate went to an Internet company in the next province for an internship. Because of the hassle of going back and forth, and the class is not much, I rent a house there only.

I heard that originally there were four people in the dormitory, one of whom had received an offer from a large factory, and the other was planning to go to Shenzhen to become a teacher.

Although one more has not been confirmed, it seems that he applied for a position related to the news and got two offers.

Originally Sun Hui also wanted Wen Zhi to take the exam to become a teacher. After all, in the hearts of the older generation, having an iron rice bowl like a teacher or PNS was safer. It is also more popular in the blind dating market.

But one cannot become a teacher just by hearing and knowing.

Although she had been doing some side jobs since her first year, helping teachers work on projects, and saving up for an annual scholarship, she ended up removing the birthmark on her face three years ago. But birthmarks on the face can be removed, but those in the heart can never be removed.

Although I heard that I was more confident than before, I was able to look at others calmly. But the character that developed in the last twenty years is difficult to change.

He had tried it many times, but he was still not qualified for a job that required speaking in front of many people.

Fortunately, he liked words and liked words.

I heard that when I applied to the Ministry of China, I hoped to work as independently as possible and do written work in the future.

Sun Hui did not understand this, he initially tried to persuade her that he wanted to take Wen Zhi Kao, Editor of Kao Gong, but after hearing his explanation, he stopped mentioning it.

"Why is it cloudy again? I'm so pissed off. I don't know when the rainy season will end."

His roommate rubbed his head, he had just woken up and his eyes were still half sleepy, he brought his sandals to the balcony and opened the window.

The sink in their dormitory is connected to the window sill, once standing there, you can easily see the banyan tree in front of the dorm building outside and the road under the banyan tree.

Their daughter's dormitory building was the school's famous Princess Building, and under the banyan tree there was always one or two boys coming to wait for her boyfriend from time to time.

I heard the dorm floor was not high, and there was no sunlight. Therefore, it becomes slightly damp during the rainy season.

The morning was cold again, with the humidity from the rainy season in the air.

He had just turned on the computer when he got off, and was still combing his hair.When he saw someone in the sink, he stopped approaching for a while.

Unexpectedly, while I was combing my hair, I heard my roommate Jiang Xinran yell strangely from the window.

"Oh my God, come and see! There's a handsome guy downstairs!"

"This figure, long legs!! This head-to-body ratio! And this face, is this real?"

“Jiang Xinran, you are also a graduate student in the China Department. Can you enrich your vocabulary when you praise others?" The other roommate sat on the bed and could not help but complain.

"Not really."

Jiang Xinran defended: "You will know when you came here and saw it. When you meet someone who is really handsome in the real world, you don't even have time to think about it!"

"Not a handsome man like that!! She's like a fairy! He can't be an actor... or an internet celebrity, right?"

“I can't imagine how happy her boyfriend is. Hey, if I could be her boyfriend, even if it was just a day, I wouldn't regret this life, would I?”

Jiang Xinran was unwilling to add infatuatedly.

Wenzhi went to sleep and got off the table by the window, but with her back facing, she could only hear Jiang Xinran talking from behind her, but she was unable to look out the window, and he had no intention of looking outside at this moment.

I heard that the other roommate, Fang Yi, had just gotten out of bed and walked to the window to look curiously. Then his tone changed from disdain to a low voice of affirmation: "I go, here he is. It felt better than ever when I came to our school. "Bai Tinghan, who is recording a variety show, looks good..."

Bai Tinghan has been a very popular actor in recent years, as soon as he debuted, he claimed to be able to bring together aesthetics and save the appearance of the domestic entertainment world.

Not only straight women who like it, even it is said that GAY people also like it very much.

Although Wen Zhi did not go to the window to take a look, she could not help but remember that she had actually seen a boy prettier than Bai Tinghan in real life when she heard the words of her two roommates.

But……

A figure flashed through his mind, then the hand that was combing his hair stopped involuntarily, and his eyelashes dropped.

Other people were indeed very handsome, the most amazing person he had ever met in his life.

But to this day, whenever Wenzhi thought of that person, all she felt was pain. And it was that person who made him naturally defensive towards almost all the opposite sex.

Although I left Beicheng for almost seven years, I never met the boy again. However when Wen Zhi dreamed from time to time, she could still dream about others. Dream about a strict and expensive high school, long corridors, and lush green trees on campus.

And the people and things I met there.

Wenzhi pursed her lips, set aside her comb, and tied the low ponytail with a leather sheath.

Fang Yi's roommate was one step ahead of him and ran over. There's an unknown girl outside. She was supposed to be from another college in the same building: "Is Wen Zhi here? There's someone looking for him downstairs."

"I heard someone was looking for you downstairs."

Fang Yi closed the door, turned around and repeated while joking: "Who is that? It wasn't the boy from the Academy of Mathematical Sciences who insisted on giving you a philosophy book, was it?"

“Are you still a newcomer we don't know about?”

Wen Zhi frowned, a little confused. The boy Fang Yi was talking about was the boy he met when he took a general elective course on philosophy with him as a scholar. Later, while they were doing their last homework, the two were accidentally put into one group.

Someone else is a year on it. Although he studied applied mathematics, he did not seem to be particularly interested in mathematics. Instead, he loved philosophy, language and culture.

Having to share his work, some people added his contact information and started a group, including this boy.

Later, after graduation, I heard that I was going to stay in that school for graduate school, and this boy also stayed in school, too, and each of them is still studying as a graduate student in his major. But Wen Zhi knew that the other party seemed to really like his major.

He often sent him some documents and the source of ancient books inexplicably.

Wen Zhi was wary of boys, but tried to maintain basic courtesy among her classmates. He could not always turn a blind eye to the other party's message. So, more or less I'll come back to you.

But the other party had always been more enthusiastic than he had imagined.

He always said that he wanted to invite her to dinner from time to time, and sometimes he took her down to his dorm and took her for a walk. I have just heard that I am afraid of men, and it has been difficult to get along as a classmate, and I cannot develop closer social relationships at all.

He could only politely refuse at all times and make all sorts of unreasonable excuses.

But being rejected repeatedly made Wenzhi feel a little uncomfortable and ashamed of others. However, this boy still remained enthusiastic, which made him feel even more indebted.

He is about to leave school now, and others say he bought Wenzhi a graduation gift, which is a collection by Hermann Hesse. He also said that he did not know if he would stay in Shanghai, and hoped that Wenzhi would give him a chance to receive the prize this time.

When the other party said this, he had no choice but to agree.

"It's not necessarily so. There are so many guys who have a crush on us."

"But to be honest, Wen Zhi, he was quite persistent. He's been chasing you since the second year. It seems like she's really in love. Otherwise, just follow him."

“After all, with his majors, he can definitely get a job after graduation.”

As Fang Yi spoke, he returned to the balcony and glanced down reluctantly: "Oh, I don't know if the boy below is the girlfriend of the goddess where in our building. He is so crazy, I don't know how long I can wait here.”

Jiang Xinran had obviously finished washing, but she was still standing near the sink by the window, unwilling to leave, looking out.

“Hey, if she looks like this, I would be willing to raise her even if she doesn't work every day.”

“If you already have good looks, why should you choose?”

“But even so, I've never seen this guy in school before. Is he from another school?”

…

The two roommates were still discussing a new face downstairs, and only Wenzhi was feeling a little worried.

He pulled out his phone and saw Song Yuanyi from the Mathematics Department had not sent him a message.

In that case, who is looking for him downstairs?

Wenzhi frowned and could not think of any other possibility.

She has few friends and simple interpersonal relationships. Even though there was a boy chasing after him, he knew that he could not agree with the other party, so he could only deal with it coldly, and gradually the boy stopped doing anything.

Sun Hui, by contrast, had worked at Beicheng, and had only taken time off to escort him away when he first entered the undergraduate program.

Wen Zhi sighed and went to take a bath.

Since I was too worried, I did not pay attention to the situation below. After washing, he returned to his place, changed his clothes, and brought his phone to prepare to go down to the bottom of——

You can't let the other party wait too long.

At the moment the sky is still gray in the morning, and there are only a few signs of the sun, fortunately not cold. It is estimated that when the sun rises at nine or ten, it will slowly heat up.

Wen Zhi picked up her phone and went downstairs, as she walked downstairs, she was still thinking about who that person was.

He went down to the first floor, opened the door and exited, then went down the stairs outside.

Seen from the side, the girl wore a simple white shirt with a doll's collar, a black French long skirt, low-heeled leather shoes, and a thin belt in the middle that depicted her slender and soft waist.

He came down lightly.

Like a clean garden, a white butterfly flies.

However this originally smooth movement suddenly stopped as he turned around after descending.

Wenzhi stood there, looked straight ahead, felt a little dazed, and her body was out of control. His eyes slightly widened, and blood flowed backwards for a moment.

He even hesitated, thinking he was still in a dream, not reality.

But the temperature outside and the sensation of the wind blowing on my cheek was so obvious.

This morning was a bit quiet, the leaves of the banyan trees were rustling, and the occasional loud birdsong sounded. The cat who was only a few meters away from him meowed twice when he saw it coming.