Love Never Ends

Compared to her strange behavior, he was always the same one who remained calm and unperturbed.    

The corner of her mouth still had the same faint smile. She looked at her and said, "If you keep daydreaming, then the self-study period will be over!"    

"Ah, oh!"    

Zhiyi finally regained her senses.    

Her face flushed red. She touched her hair and sat back in her seat. However, her heart was still floating in the air. She hadn't found a foothold for a long time.    

Dou Rann continued to write it on the sticky note.    

Soon, he finished writing on a small piece of paper and passed it to Zhiyi.    

Zhiyi took it in surprise. "What is this?"    

Dou Rann put away the pen, "These are some simple words for daily necessities. Take a look at them tomorrow, stick them to each other, and pay more attention to the places you can see. Then combine them with physical objects, you can remember them more clearly!"    

"Wow …"    

Zhiyi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.    

"Why didn't I think of such a good move!"    

She flipped through the convenience book in her hands with admiration.    

It was filled with Dou Rann's notes, notes in English and Chinese. The handwriting was beautiful, vigorous and especially stylish.    

"Mirror, Mirror!"    

"Toothbrush, tootsbruth!"    

"Toothpaste …"    

Zhiyi flipped through the pages. She could even imagine how when she woke up in the morning, she would be able to see these rich English words floating in her mind.    

Looking at the bedside lamp, one would automatically think of it as' deskamp ', and looking at the photo at the head of the bed, one would know that it was' photo-' … This move on English vocabulary was too awesome!    

"Dou Rann, thank you."    

Zhiyi looked at him and thanked him sincerely.    

"Keep it. Remember to post it when you get back."    

"Oh, okay …"    

Zhiyi nodded and carefully kept the convenience book that Dou Rann gave her.    

After the self-study, Dou Rann sent Zhiyi back to her dormitory as usual.    

Zhiyi busied herself the moment they got back to the dormitory.    

He couldn't wait to put up all the labels, even the fridge in the living room, etc., and didn't miss any of them.    

As soon as Wen Xi walked into the living room, she saw Zhiyi busying herself. She walked over to take a look curiously, "Wow!" Who did you learn this technique from? Did Dou Rann teach you? "    

"Hm!" Isn't it amazing? "    

"Truly powerful! "Not bad …"    

Wen Xi couldn't help but nod and praise him, "This method is really too good for you!"    

"I think so too."    

Zhiyi was actually quite pleased with herself in her heart.    

I can't say it's anything, but. Quite satisfied.    

Wen Xi picked up the paper and read, "Yo, not bad. Senior Dou Rann's handwriting is really nice."    

"Un, that's right!"    

"To be honest, Senior Dou Rann is pretty hard on you. I think he was right about what he said to you before. Maybe he just wanted you two to have a easier time together and didn't want to break up with you! "If you say that he doesn't like you, I won't believe it even if I beat him to death. If he doesn't care about you, can he do so much for you?"    

Listening to Wen Xi's words, Zhiyi suddenly thought of the scene where Dou Rann kissed her in the study room tonight... At that moment, she could clearly feel some sort of electric current pass between the two of them … It would be a lie to say who didn't like who.    

It was obvious that the two of them still loved each other deeply, but even Zhiyi seemed to not dare to take another step forward after the last round of pain. She even felt that the way they were getting along wasn't bad.    

She was at a loss as to what to do.    

Every morning, Zhiyi would wake up and see Dou Rann's calligraphy before her.    

So, she would rinse her mouth and enthusiastically read it over in the mirror, "Mirror!"    

He would shout at his toothbrush, "Tootsbruth!"    

It gives itself a big smile in the mirror, "smile!"    

The good mood of the whole day starts from the moment I get up.    

Dou Rann's handsome face would always pop up in his mind, but then he would suddenly think of his gentle and long-awaited kiss. Subconsciously, he reached out to touch the foam on his hand and smiled foolishly.    

Dou Rann...