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How do you know the women in the library?
Because it is a foreign language reading room with few people and I love the library, I can basically recognize who is a freshman and who is a postgraduate. Then I met her, with long hair, watery eyes, high nose, green skirt and beautiful skin (sorry, I really can't describe beauty ...). In fact, I have been secretly observing her. This girl is surprisingly quiet. She can sit in the library from 8 am to 9 pm, and then leave, unlike those impetuous girls at all. Then two weeks later, I decided to attack while she got up to fetch water. I don't want to miss your last line. My phone number, of course. Then I pretended to be calm and returned to my position. I'm afraid people next to me will notice that she came back from drinking water. I sat down and saw the note. Two seconds later, I looked up and looked around. I was sitting at the table on her right. There is nothing in the middle. I was nervous, my palms were sweating, I kept bowing my head, and my pen pretended to be drawing. Actually, I support her. Then she lowered her head and calmly continued reading. I realized that I might be hopeless. I am both lost and happy. Of course, the reason for losing is that she ignored me. Happily, she once again proved that she is not the impetuous girl. At 9 o'clock in the evening, she is going to get up and leave the library. Before leaving, she took out her mobile phone and typed with a smile. It's really hopeless this time. I probably realized that she had a boyfriend. I was so depressed that the mobile phone on the table shook desperately after it dropped to freezing point for 2 seconds. I was shocked. She was shocked, too. Seeing time with four eyes seems to have stopped. I will never forget her big eyes, which are surprised, confused, curious and a little shy. Then she smiled, picked up her mobile phone and shook me naughty. My face turned blue when I was nervous, and she stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. Laughing out loud, you think the next sentence is: now I have been married to her for 8 years, and there is a slug 1 year old. No, not every conversation can turn into a positive result, but fate is so strange, isn't it? As long as you start, there are endless possibilities behind. You don't know whether to get or lose the next second, and your mood is ups and downs, which makes people want to stop. Life is so wonderful!