Evening self-study.
After coming out of the dormitory, Wang Zi still had a look of resentment on his face.
"Well, I just helped Teacher Bai with some work, why do you have to look so resentful?"
Wei Lai still felt a little embarrassed about what happened to Wang Zi.
In the afternoon, he was only thinking about Xiaoting and left without paying the medical bills.
"The point is not whether I work well or not. At noon, you said you would treat me to a meal today, so I didn't go back to get my meal card." Wang Zi thought about it carefully and always felt that he was being schemed by Wei Lai.
At noon, he inexplicably said that he would treat him to dinner in the afternoon, and in the afternoon he failed to catch Qin Long's ball, causing him to get injured.
It would have been fine if he was just injured, but they sent him to the infirmary and even forgot to pay for his medicine, so Bai Yue caught him and forced him to work to pay for it.
"Haha, it's a coincidence. Believe me, it's all a coincidence." Wei Lai smiled awkwardly.
The video issue was finally resolved at noon today, and Wang Zi helped him discover the abnormality of the stone.
It happened that Wang Zi went out and forgot to bring his meal card, so he casually said that he was treating him to a meal as a thank you.
I didn't expect that good intentions would lead to bad results.
"Third time is better than last time. Treat me to a meal and we'll let it go."
"Okay, whatever you say, Uncle Wang, is what it is."
Wang Zi's butt was injured because of him, so it wouldn't be a big deal to treat him to a meal to replenish his strength.
But I have to write a love letter to Xiaoting tonight, which is a bit difficult.
He couldn't let Xiaoting find out, nor did he want these three animals to know. He couldn't write in the classroom or dormitory, which was a difficult problem for him.
Or, when everyone leaves the classroom, I can secretly come back and write a love letter?
As the first more formal love letter, a suitable envelope is a must.
After evening self-study, I found an excuse to go to the supermarket to buy an envelope, then hid in the classroom to write a love letter, put it in the envelope and directly put it in Xiaoting's drawer to give her a surprise. It might be a good idea.
After a group of four people arrived at the classroom, Wei Lai walked to his seat and sat down. While taking out today's homework, he began to make a draft in his mind.
[The last time I wrote a love song for Xiaoting, I wrote about our experiences together. So, the theme of this love letter will be the future.]
Which angle should I start with? I'll start with the proposal, then tomorrow I'll talk about the wedding, and the day after tomorrow I'll talk about how I'll treat her during her newlywed life.
Then are you going to ask me to give birth to a few children for you? Please, your IQ is declining.
No, it’s emotional intelligence.
Qingting was sitting next to Wei Lai. Hearing what he was thinking, she felt that if she didn't take action, it would not be her who was teasing Wei Lai, but she would be teased by this fool.
"Hey, how do we answer this question?" Qingting came up to him with today's math homework.
"For this problem, substitute this number into the formula we learned today." Wei Lai took a pen and tapped on Qingting's homework book.
"Well, it turns out to be so simple. I thought it was too complicated. I thought I needed to use the formulas I will learn later to solve it." Qingting nodded and said meaningfully.
"How did you come up with the formula behind it?"
"Who told you to focus on the future instead of the present?"
"I don't think about the future."
Wei Lai couldn't help feeling guilty when Xiaoting said what he was thinking.
[How did she know? Did I accidentally tell her?]
"Look at where you have written and where I have written." Qingting pointed at their homework books.
Wei Lai has been busy these days and basically writes his homework on the spot. Just now, because he was thinking about something, his homework fell far behind Qingting's.
"Um, well, I was thinking about the basketball game." Wei Lai tried to fool around.
"Is there any need to worry about the basketball game now?" Qingting slowly approached Wei Lai.
"Stop, keep your distance in the classroom."
Seeing that Xiaoting was about to get close to him, Wei Lai quickly put his hand between the two of them.
"Okay, I admit I'm thinking of something else, but I can't tell you now. You'll find out tomorrow."
It was a step back, and it wasn't really a lie.
"That's the right thing to do. Things will happen the next day at most. Why keep thinking about things so far in the future?"
Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Qingting stopped disturbing Wei Lai and lowered her head to start doing her homework.
After hearing what Qingting said, Wei Lai thought about it and agreed.
[After finishing the homework, it’s not too late to use the time for preview]
[By the way, write a few more love letters so that you don’t delay doing other things in the future.]
Listening to Wei Lai's inner thoughts, Qingting secretly glared at him several times.
This idiot really treats writing a love letter as homework!
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After the evening self-study ended, Wei Lai left with Wang Zi and others according to his plan. He made an excuse to go to the supermarket, bought an envelope, and then walked back to the classroom.
It takes a total of one hour from the end of evening self-study get out of class to the closing of the dormitory, and it takes about fifteen minutes to walk slowly from the classroom to the dormitory. It took another ten minutes to go back and forth to the supermarket to buy things.
That means he only has half an hour.
While there was no one in the classroom, Wei Lai took a deep breath, sat down and started writing a love letter.
The lights in the classroom were off, and outside the window was a sky full of stars and a bright moon.
In such an environment, Wei Lai could almost hear the slow ticking of the clock behind the classroom.
When the surroundings are too quiet, people always unconsciously say what they are thinking.
While writing a love letter to Xiao Ting, Wei Lai couldn't help but mutter to himself as he wrote.
"Xiaoting, today is the nineteenth day that I've been dating you. I've been busy doing my winter vacation homework or dealing with things that happened during the video. There's something I've been wanting to tell you."
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