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After the date,
Boom sent Prunus back to their first-year dormitory downstairs. They did go back past the application time,
But seeing that Prunus was red and swollen from crying and had a pitiful look on her face, even the dormitory manager was heartless and did not let her write the report.
Especially since little Prunus often sent him snacks,
So even if little Prunus bombed the dormitory, he would not scold her, Qiu Mi (heart)
Boom:... this dormitory manager is so dangerous.
But..,
Boom was not so lucky. A big boy could not get a trace of pity from the dormitory manager,
So when he returned to the second-year dormitory, he was still scolded by the dormitory manager,
Of course, he had to write a stupid report and help clean the bathroom.
Boom did not care,
It was his responsibility, and if he had not asked Prunus and his father to have dinner in a remote place,
They did not need to be in such a hurry.
He quickly and obediently agreed to the punishment of writing the report and went back to his room to wash up and go to sleep.
After all, he had traveled a long way to a crowded place today, had dinner with his father, and all kinds of things had happened after that,
After he came back, he was also focused on resting. He would go back to his room to work on the report.
Then, just as boom took a change of clothes from his room and was about to take a shower in the bathroom,
His phone beeped again, and he picked it up.
He casually swiped open the LINE conversation page,
And saw a message from Prunus:
: [Thank you so much for today. The game was super exciting/cheers!
Thank you for accompanying me to see the flowers/heart,
I hope you don't feel bored.
I hope Little Bombardment Scorch and Mr. Andwa can meet as soon as possible during the summer vacation/smile!
As for what happened on the shopping street... I've caused you trouble,
I'm really sorry/bow
You didn't get scolded by the dormitory manager, did you?
Sorry!
You have to rest early/heart/flower!]
Prunus wrote a long short message,
And added all kinds of cute emoticons after each sentence. Boom looked down and could almost imagine the girl's expression when she spoke.
Thinking of this, he unconsciously stopped in front of the bathroom and quickly typed a reply to her.
The Challenge Tournament was better than I thought. It was a good experience.
I'll try to contact my dad in the future. It's all thanks to you today.
As for that, it's no trouble at all -- if there's anything I can do, do let me know. "
The dormitory manager didn't make things difficult for you. You just need to write a self-reflection letter, and everything will be fine.
As usual, his message was respectful and cautious. He edited and sent it out. Looking at Bai Jian's cute message that seemed to have its own special effects, he sent her a cute cat gif to emphasize that he wasn't so dull. It was used by the girls in the class group a few days ago. He found it interesting, so he saved it.
Prunus quickly sent him a gif of the same series. It was a happy picture of a group of cats flying in circles. It looked very cute.
Did all girls like this kind of gif?
Hong looked down, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile that he did not notice. If the Bai Jian at this moment was really like these little kittens, happily spinning in circles, then it would definitely be very cute.
After freshening up, Boom wiped his wet hair and went back to his room.
Today, he took a shower faster than usual because he wanted to finish the report as soon as possible and rest. As mentioned before, he had always been a teenager with a regular lifestyle. Staying up late was definitely bad for him.
He used a hairdryer to completely dry his hair. Boom went to the coffee table in his room with soft red and white hair. He took out a piece of paper and started to write a self-reflection letter.
The content was about 500 words long. As long as he respectfully expressed that he would not commit the same mistake again, it would be over. With the soft light of the desk lamp, he looked at the snow-white paper in front of him. His mind unconsciously flashed with what he had experienced today.
Speaking of which, although there were many twists and turns, he still succeeded in going out alone with Prunus. It felt inexplicably unreal. Time passed too quickly.
It wasn't actual combat training or learning. It was just the two of them going out together.
As he thought about it, he suddenly remembered the time when she blushed after he praised her as "good-looking", the time when she mischievously wink at him, the time when she anxiously grabbed his arm while watching the game … and the time when she carefully grabbed the corner of his shirt in the crowd. Boom felt his body temperature rising rapidly. His ears turned red, and he immediately reached out his right hand to ease the heat on his cheeks.
[Did I lose control of my personality recently?
Why does my personality always go out of control?]
Just as Boom was reflecting on himself in annoyance, his phone rang again.
Boom immediately picked up his phone and saw that it was a message from his contact, [Prunus]. For some reason, his cheeks became hot again.
Therefore, he clicked on it without hesitation.
[Little Bombardment Scorch, are you writing a self-reflection letter?
Please come out to the balcony. Yo (* ^ ▽ ^ *)]
Seeing this message, Hong, who was sitting in front of the coffee table, turned his head to look at the huge floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the room. Every student had one in their room, but he rarely used it. Even when he needed to dry his clothes, he just used the clothes dryer.
Thinking of this, Boom curiously pulled open the curtains covering the floor-to-ceiling window, put on his slippers and stepped out.
It was now July in Japan, so the temperature at night was only about 20 degrees. Boom, who had just taken a shower, was caught off guard by the wind outside. Feeling a little cold, he squinted his eyes and obediently walked to the balcony.
[What's wrong?]
Looking at the moonlight tonight, he lowered his eyes and typed a reply.
[I have something to give you, hehe (* ̄) ̄)]
[？]
Boom blinked. Did Prunus come to his dormitory?
Leaving the dormitory at night without permission is against the school rules.
Feeling a little anxious, he put down his phone, put his hands on the balcony, and looked down. Unexpectedly, before he could find Prunus, something warm suddenly fell on his head.
Boom was stunned. It felt like "hitting the jackpot".
He widened his eyes and mechanically reached out his hand to touch the top of his head. Unexpectedly, before he could touch it, a white bird flapped its wings and flew down from the top of his head and landed on the railing of his balcony.
The white bird, warm feeling, on top of his head.
Boom's expression instantly became a little ugly.
However, just as he was about to catch this slow bird, the little bird suddenly fell from his balcony as if there was a power outage. Hong subconsciously reached out to catch it, and found that the little bird was made of clay.
Did Prunus give it to him?
Hong's heart skipped a beat. He found that there was a small bag with a pattern tied to the clay bird's body with a ribbon. Hong took off the small bag and found that the "warmth" he felt just now should come from this bag.
He carefully put the bird on the ground, and opened the small bag. The moment he opened the paper bag, a burst of butter fragrance spread out from it. It was a small biscuit, and it looked like it had just been baked.
Boom was a little stunned, and then he noticed a small card attached to the paper bag.
[Clang!
It's a low-sugar biscuit. I'm sorry for making you write a self-reflection letter.
It's the best supper with milk (heart). I hope you like it ~
You have to give me a taste of it (serious face)]
Crouching on the ground, Boom looked at the words on the small card. She was not good at writing, so according to the degree that the ink had seeped into the back of the card, she must have been very serious in writing.
Thinking of this, Boom almost saw her wearing thick glasses and putting her head close to the desk to write.
Every time he saw her working so hard, he felt that she was very cute.
Boom couldn't help but smile. Looking at the baked biscuit in his hand, his heart felt warm.
[Did you get it?]
There was a message from Prunus on the other side of the LINE.
[Yes, it's the first time I received something like this.]
Boom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She actually asked her personality to send him a letter or something.
[Hehehehe, after this skill is activated, I can send you a snack!]
[You don't have to specially make it.]
[Don't you like snacks?]
[No, I like it very much. Thank you.]
Boom replied quickly. In order to give her a taste of it, he, who usually did not have the habit of eating snacks, put one of the biscuits into his mouth without thinking. Sure enough, the freshly baked biscuits were crispy and delicious.
He did not expect that she would make snacks for him in the middle of the night. It really scared him.
[The biscuits are delicious.]
He sent a message.
Prunus immediately sent a GIF of a kitten running in circles and cheering.
Boom couldn't help but laugh. He wanted to say something to her, but at the moment, he was chewing the slightly sweet biscuit. He edited and deleted the message, but in the end, he still could not think of a reply to Prunus.
On the other hand, Prunus noticed his long silence and very considerately sent a message: [Are you writing a self-reflection letter?]
[Yes.]
[Then I won't disturb you. Although tomorrow is the weekend and you don't have to get up early, you definitely need to rest soon!]
[You too.]
Boom replied quickly, but after sending the message, he regretted it. Maybe he should have added some emoticons to Prunus' reply, or said more words. Now it seemed too cold. After thinking about it, he quickly added a sticker.
[Goodnight hehe] And Prunus replied him with a goodnight sticker.
Boom also sent her a goodnight sticker. On the other side, Prunus seemed to not want to disturb him, and directly went offline.
Then, looking at the last time when he went online, Boom's heart actually felt a sense of loss.
The conversation ended very quickly.
He still stared at the conversation page for a long time, rereading the conversation between himself and Prunus. Helplessly, he held the small gift that she sent him and went back to the room with a somewhat disappointed expression.
Once again, he sat next to the coffee table. That moment of high emotion was gradually replaced by a sense of loss. The conversation was over.
He still wanted to say a few more words to her.
Annoyed, Boom carefully placed the clay bird that had lost its ability to move on the coffee table. Although he was only responsible for delivering messages, he did not intend to casually dispose of the gift that Prunus gave him.
[Just now, if only I had asked her what she was doing.]
He did not know if she really went back to rest immediately.
Feeling a little uneasy, Boom picked up the clay bird and unconsciously clicked on the LINE page.
He wanted to enter some kind of message, but he felt that his mood was like punching cotton. The message could not be sent out even after several times of editing.
Stuck in the endless cycle of "Seeing the biscuits makes me happy, seeing the dead silence in the chat room makes me depressed", his mind was thinking about Prunus. Unknowingly, Boom was busy writing the 500-word self-reflection letter until three o 'clock in the morning.
No, his mind was still immersed in the joy of receiving the small gift just now.
"Speaking of which, today's time has passed too quickly …" Putting down the ballpoint pen, Salted Fish lay on the tatami in defeat. He reached out his hand to cover his cheeks that were gradually starting to heat up as he sighed in frustration.
[If only I could see her now.]
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On the other side of the room, Prunus, who had said goodnight to Boom early, had been rolling on the bed for a good hour. She looked at the box of biscuits beside her, blushing and tilting her head.
Did Little Bombardment Scorch really like them?
Had he finished writing the self-reflection letter?
It was great that he was happy to suddenly send something like that to him.
In fact, she wanted to talk to him more, but she did not want to disturb him …
Blushing, Prunus buried her head between her knees and carelessly pinched the clay doll with one hand. Unknowingly, she had made a doll with short hair and a scar on its face.
She looked at the doll and chuckled, "It doesn't look like him at all."
Little Bombardment Scorch was obviously much better looking.
She carefully touched the clay doll with her fingertips and held the doll in the palm of her hand as if it was a treasure.
"If only there's a chance to go out with Little Bombardment Scorch next time." Prunus put her forehead on the clay doll's head and sincerely prayed.
After today, the hazy feelings and problems that had been buried in their hearts for a long time finally broke out of their cocoons and grew wantonly.
[Like.]
Yes, perhaps it was the feeling called "like".
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