Doomsday Strikes Back

Jia Beida's face suddenly turned red and white. Jia Beida looked at Fu Sheng. Fu Sheng felt that he was really wronged. He kept shaking his head, as if signaling, "This is not what I'm doing, this funeral marche.

It’s not what I did, I’m obviously preparing for the wedding march! Grandma’s, who did this hurt me! It’s broken, I’m afraid I can’t wash it even if I jump into the Yellow River.”

Jia Beida took a deep breath towards the snowy sky and said to Qiqi, "Qiqi, I love you, please promise me, let me love you well, let me cherish you... Give me

One chance! I know, hehe! I've finished inquiring, you don't have a boyfriend yet! I'm the first person to propose to you in this way!"

Everyone in Qiqi's dormitory saw Jia Beida kneeling on the ground through the curtains. Qiqi said, "Little fat, Fu Naiqi, Jia Beida kneeled down to you, just like a New Year greeting, why are you kowtowing?

! I kept joking, I had no choice but to do anything about this. Look at the fact that things have come to this point. I can do nothing, so you can do it!"

Xiaopang Fu Naiqi said, "This damn Jia Beida, it seems that he was kneeling on one knee when courting! This damn guy, there is no Chinese New Year yet? Why did you kowtow to us? Sisters, what should I do?

Please think of a solution for me..."

Suddenly, Jia Beida stood up, put one arm behind his back, and recited the poems that the campus poet Fu Sheng recently had in the school magazine.

"if"

If I am the night, you are my whole dream. I can hear the croaking of crickets quietly under my cabin.

If I were a mountain, you were the tree in my arms, and you would experience the changes of the four seasons together, and the echoes of the valley.

If I was late autumn, you were my falling leaves. The leaves rained, and that longing would not hurt.

If you are a wheel, I am the road under your feet, printing your footprints, passing through the wind and rain, embracing the rainbow

If you are sad, I am all your happiness, I will kiss your sorrow and blend with the snow

If you are logs, I am your texture, make a chair, square and straight

Qiqi, are you listening? This is a poem I wrote for you. Do you know? How many brain cells have been wasted for writing this poem? But for you, it is worth it.”

Qiqi said, "No! The poem "If" was clearly published in the school magazine recently, why did it become his?"

Jia Bei Dao "Qiqi, are you listening? There is also this song, which I wrote for you...

I really hope...

I really hope I am now

It's a jar

The ancient brew that relieves you of thousands of worries

......

Really hope

Now

It's a cup

Sweep away the lanterns of the night for you

......

Really hope

Now

Have done the wind

Come to you gently

Feeling the pain in your heart

Stay with you forever

......

Really hope

Now

It's an empty house

There is only you in it,

Put all unhappiness

All are carved on the ceiling full of beacons

…”

Xiaopang Fu Naiqi said, "What a beautiful poem!..."

Qiqi said to Xiaopang, "Don't be foolish, these are not written by Jia Bei, these are all poems about Fusheng."

Jia Beida continued, "Qiqi, did you really not impress you? It seems that I am going to take out my killer weapon."

Jia Beida cleared his throat and said, ""Eternal Winter"

It's snowing

I hope my shy existence like a icy flower

Let you not feel the coldness after the wind

Remember that the snowflakes are hard to melt

I remember when the snowflakes melted, I became ice for you

Make a life and death covenant

Let the snowflakes melt

Let the snowflakes melt

Embrace each other

Forever winter

…”

Qiqi was extremely helpless towards Jia Beida and said, "Little Pang, hurry up and promise him. Look at why Jia Beida has so much nonsense, hey! It would be great if Fu Sheng could recite a poem for me now.

He is my idol! I can no longer watch it. I really don’t want to see Jia Beida humiliated my life!"

Xiaopang Fu Naiqi said, "Okay, that's right... Qiqi, I can satisfy your wish and let Fu Sheng recite his poem for you!"

Qiqi said, "Really...?"