The Coercion of Scum

This, what is this! ! !

Why would a girl put her fat times in front of me! !

No, it doesn't matter whether that one belongs to him or not.

"You, what are you doing?"

When I spoke, I realized that my voice was also abnormal, sharply out of tune like a drake stuck in his neck, but this is no way.

"Senior, this, this is what you wrote in your letter, put your underwear on your head, you can win love..."

Sydney's face was flushing, her big eyes looked at me nervously, but she said so hopefully.

Hearing this, I suddenly remembered something.

Yesterday, I replied to several letters, one of which I wrote to that person something like "If you want to be loved by others, put the fat on your head".

"That person, is that you? That girl who is worried about falling in love?"

"Wow, don't mention that pen name!!"

Upon hearing my question, Sydney's face rose even more red, her hands swayed in the air indiscriminately, and she tried to rush over to cover my mouth.

"Okay, okay, I get it, so I say you take the fat times off first!"

"Eh? Why?"

"Is it sick to put fat on your head?"

"But Senpai Take, you say that this will make you stand out..."

"That's just a metaphor!!"

I covered my forehead with a headache.

What on earth did I think yesterday? Instead, I gave some incredible suggestions in order to be different. I didn't expect her to put on her underwear and see me honestly.

Could it be Xingshi's questioning? But it's not like it, so why wear underwear?

"What? Don't you really want to pay?"

Sydney's face changed, her hands and feet were obviously stiff, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes that were bullied to tears.

It's over, it would be terrible if you make a girl cry and then be seen!

Realizing this, I turned my body forward and pressed my arm against the wall next to her head.

"Hey?"

In an instant, our body was so close, it could almost be said to be a wall bang.

My body was completely blocked from the sun, and the Sydney in the shadow shrank.

"Senior Bamboo, what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about what I'm doing, let's talk about it first, why do you want to show the stunt of wearing fat times in front of me?"

"Because...because you said that wearing this head can attract attention, but I am a little uneasy..."

"You also know something is wrong!"

"Well, because there is Mr. Zhu's signature at the back of the letter, I thought it was a coincidence. I wanted to ask you in person to ask if this is true. In order to show my sincerity, I plan to wear it to you, and then confirm... …"

Her voice became weaker and weaker, as if a candle in the wind was about to disappear at any time.

The problem is more than that, the key is what she thinks, this kind of obviously metaphorical statement actually complied with.

Looking at the girl who took off the fat second and crumpled it in her hand, showing a frustrated expression, I also sighed.

There's really no way, now my guilt is deepened.

"Well, first of all I have something wrong."

"babble?"

"If you know that that person is a rigid and serious person like you, you will write more carefully."

"It's not! I'm very grateful for everyone in the student union to give me a channel to talk, but I'm sorry for wasting my senior's time..."

"Forget it, but this is not a place to chat."

I looked around, foreseeing that someone would pass by before long, and it would be troublesome to be seen, so I pointed outside.

"Should I go to the cafe first?"

"Coffee shop? But the pocket money my mother gave to Sydney is not enough to eat that kind of expensive stuff."

The girl in front of her muttered dejectedly like a dog abandoned by her master.

"I will pay the money."

"Wow?! How can this work!"

"Don't mind, just as you show me the service charge of the **** cover."

"Why can this kind of thing be treated as a service fee?"

"Uh...special services, anyway, if you don't understand a lot of things, don't ask."

Suddenly I realized that she was unexpectedly innocent, so I didn't intend to pollute her right away, I just opened the topic calmly.

Then I walked out of the alley with a cold and indifferent expression, and Sydney followed closely.

Because it is a cafe close to the school, and it is not a big brand, the price is acceptable to everyone. So when I came here, the attendance rate reached a very good 80%. I went around with Sydney. Saw the location in a quiet corner. But it just happens to be private and suitable for us to talk about.

Called the waiter with the bell, I ordered strawberry cake with mousse and hazelnut coffee, and then I asked Sydney casually.

"what would you like?"

The girl didn't answer, she just bit her lip while looking at the menu, looking annoyed.

"Ahhhhh, so expensive, a cup of coffee is equivalent to two bowls of fried rice..."

"Order whatever, it's just a meal anyway."

"This, this is not okay, my mother said that girls can't just accept gifts of the opposite sex."

"This is not a gift, just treat it as the student's immediate preferential treatment to the students."