In my sophomore year, I watched my classmates and friends around me talk about love. I have not yet tasted what love is, and I have also moved my heart to love.
Introverted, not good at words, in order to get rid of the list, I thought of a way.
One evening, I went downstairs to the girls' dormitory, put my student ID card not far from the door, and waited for the female classmates to pick it up and return it to me.
Just put down a few steps, I heard a female voice "Hey, the classmate in front of me."
"What, I thought to myself that someone would be there so soon, overjoyed
"Is this student ID yours?" The female classmate asked
"Oh, it's mine, where did it fall?" I said calmly, taking the student ID card and looking at it.
"Didn't you deliberately put it at that door, we all saw it?" The female classmate said and pointed upstairs.
"What," I exclaimed, and looked up to see that the black pressure upstairs was all female classmates.
Lying in the grooves, so ashamed, my face turned red as soon as I brushed it.
"You don't know, our dormitory building has often lost things recently, there are always thieves haunting, just saw you sneaking around here, thought you were a thief, just called out all the people in the floor room, ready to take pictures and call the police to catch thieves"
"I'm not, "I'm not," I said, blushing with a suffocating face, pointing to my student ID card
"Don't do anything bad, you see, the upstairs is all staring at you."
"You're not here to steal, you're here to lose things. I see you want to make some stories, haha, laugh at me to death", laughed
I ran away without a place, leaving a trail of laughter behind me.
God just played with a shy big boy like this.
It made me afraid to fall in love again during my sophomore year
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