It was neither a crash nor a sudden jam. The computer fan was still running. Xu Qiulai almost thought that there was something wrong with the monitor or graphics card. After more than ten seconds, she typed it around on the keyboard and planned to take a look. The screen finally lit up again, and the same problem appeared in the center window.

--do you like me?

Without looking at Xu Qiulai, you can imagine Lu Li's lips pursed into a line, and his stinking face and eyes signaling her to give her another chance. Qiulai could not click such a link on weekdays, and naturally the computer would not be able to hit this kind of trick. She did not explore her heart too much, but subconsciously suppressed the stinging joy, telling her that the complaint letter she just wrote had not been saved on the web page, and she no longer made any troubles, and she would just click yes as she coaxed her children. I like you, after all, the senior brother and sister liked it.

Unexpectedly, Lu Li seemed to have a glimpse of her heart and continued to pop up the next window.

——Which kind of like?

Option one of thebuddy'slove, Option two of thefellinglikestrawberry.

Qiulai didn't dare to imagine that this program was written from Lu Li, but it was not his usual arrogant and stinky style. She was a little afraid that when she woke up tomorrow morning, everything would be a prank.

She treated this as a serious confession, but Lu Li was just drunk, so it would be so embarrassing.

After biting her lip for five seconds, Qiulai then clicked option one, but the window still jumped around and prevented her from clicking.

There was no way to force the program to close. After five minutes, Xu Qiulai finally gave up and compromised to order the second one. He complained in his heart, what do you like for strawberry flavor? Don’t you like cholate? You don’t think about it anymore.

——Why be my girlfriend?

yesorno.

She was a little more competitive, but this time the computer did not black screen, but instead directly popped up the system window.

——Are ready, delete all files and reset this computer?

Mom!

Xu Qiulai was shocked and quickly clicked to give up and retreat. The system continued to ask questions - What should I be my girlfriend?

The keyboard is locked, and the power is disabled after long pressing and shutting down the power. Xu Qiulai's mouse does not move, and a window shaking prompt pops up every ten seconds on the opposite side.

I'm convinced you!

Xu Qiulai completely gave up. She believed that Lu Li was sitting opposite her, and she was only as childish, cute and childish as this young master.

The moment I clicked on yes, fireworks began to be placed on the computer desktop, and the icons jumped and wandered around the desktop like a celebration, dazzling.

In just this second, Lu Li, on the other end of the network cable, received the answer, suddenly breathed a long sigh, and stopped hiccups! After he experienced handstands, drinking water, stuffy, pinching the tiger's mouth, etc., etc., he had no time to be happy, and even greater joy instantly submerged him.

Sure enough, Qiulai likes him too!

Xu Qiulai immediately tried to uninstall Lu Li's mini program called "Sorry". He tried all the methods, but the program showed that it was being updated and upgraded.

Madan, Xu Qiulai was so angry that he threw his mouse over. He sat in his arms for forty seconds. After the upgrade, the original depressed Corgi dog head on the icon turned into a 3D cartoon dog that could only be moved, swaggering on her screen and dancing and somersaulting, from east to west, from top to bottom.

Right-clicking to close it, it was tearful and slutty. Xu Qiulai continued to click "Dectop Move Out". Realizing that the red heart didn't work, it simply rubbed its claws and prayed.

Realizing that she was amused, she quickly collapsed and held back, "certainly remove" it didn't even click.

Qiulai brought an old mother-like doting, letting it play around its other icons. After enough play, it started to snore.

I picked up my phone and wanted to call Lu Li to confirm whether he was really awake. After he hesitating for a long time, he just clicked on the window to send him a message.

【Who designed the dog? It's so cheap.】

[The studio plans to launch a new game image, I just changed it to a desktop pet.]

Lu Li replied in seconds, and the implication was designed by someone else, and it was not his business. Thinking about it, he decided to justify his creativity, and introduced it like a treasure: [Its food ration is system garbage, it is automatically optimized after eating, it does not occupy system resources, is not linked to the underlying system, and will not conflict with your defense system.]

In short, I just don’t want her to uninstall. Qiulai summarized the central idea and sent a message to test it: [I will definitely see clearly and accurately when I buy a drink next time, and I will not let you get drunk again.]

This sentence is a bit wrong. Lu Li is rarely keen at once. Could it be that because he is drunk, those things that didn't count before?

How can that work!

[Actually I am not drunk, I am as awake as you.] After posting, he hurriedly added: [What you just agreed to is my girlfriend now.]

Ahhhhhhhh!

The impact of program confession is not as direct as the dialog box. It is not playing games, it is true!

Xu Qiulai's cheeks were so hot that it was about to burn. She felt like she was stepping on the clouds. There was a breath in her body rushing around. She buried her head in the quilt and calmed down. The feeling of lack of oxygen made people more and more erratic.

She was sober, she was clearly dreaming!

He turned over and lifted the quilt with sweat. Xu Qiulai rushed to the bathroom and poured cold water on his face.

She realized in a daze that this was the first time she had lost her self-sustainment and calmness because a boy had lost his self-sustainment and calmness.

Qiulai has been liked by others. On the contrary, since puberty, she received too much love and confession. She was a little surprised or complacent at the beginning, but then she felt completely numb and had no feelings.

No matter how sincere the people came or how innovative the methods were, in the end, she would politely say thank you and then refuse, no longer blushing, no longer embarrassed, and no longer be embarrassed, and there was no difference from the onlookers who were out of the way. But now, she could feel her heart beating uncontrollably.

Likes are as sneezing as they can't hide it. She knew that she likes Lu Li, she would covet his handsome eyebrows, envy, jealous and admiring his outstanding talents, and would be like this cartoon corgi on the desktop, and she couldn't help but show her old mother's indulgence to him. Apart from Qiu Tian, ​​no one else could have the treatment of her like her. Even if Ji Shi'an grew up together, Qiulai wouldn't be so patient to coax people.

But in her heart, this kind of liking was unilateral. She never thought about changing the status quo or getting any feedback from Lu Li. Having someone she could appreciate and like was already a thing that would make her feel happy. Now that Lu Li said she liked her, she was at a loss after she was ecstatic.

What she wants to do has not been completed yet. If she is with Lu Li, can she still be as fearless and without any scruples as she is now?

She can't.

Xu Qiulai has enough things to take on, and he has no energy or time to immerse himself in a relationship like his peers. She doesn't like being reckless and hasty in her work, and she doesn't like being in a head but having no end. She finally piles up her heart to the current height, so she can't easily push it down.

Let’s give the simplest example. If Lu Li knows her plan in the future, should she give up or continue?

Xu Qiulai was unwilling to make a decision, nor did he want to carry these things with her. Besides, Lu Li saw her not the whole thing.

Then, the best way to solve all this is to not call start from the beginning.

The night wind outside the window made the curtains bulge, and the leaking wind blew dry the water vapor on her cheeks, making her pores cold.

The heat in her body seemed to be swept away with the gust of wind and completely dissipated.

Xu Qiulai did not reply to the message, and placed Qiutian on bed, cleaned up the end of the living room, wiped and washed it, and packed a large bag of garbage and threw it downstairs.

When she went to bed at twelve o'clock, she completely rolled herself into the bed, opened the chat window of her mobile phone, and the screen illuminated her eyebrows and eyes. Her eyes fell on Lu Li's words, "You are my girlfriend now." She looked over and over again, but she didn't blink when she saw her eyes sore.

She clicked on Lu Li's avatar and found that forty minutes ago, just after Lu Li discovered the news for her, he had only had a few shared circles of friends, and updated a new update.

It was a set of Cartesian heart-shaped functions in three-dimensional coordinates and three-dimensional space. It was drawn very neatly and beautifully. It was a straight male aesthetic Barbie pink. Adding the animation to turn into a light beating effect, there were darker lines than pink to expand on the heart. Xu Qiu came closer and looked at it and found that it was a blooming rose.

Xu Qiulai dared to bet that if any other girl who doesn't understand mathematics and computers would definitely not understand Lu Li's painting, she would only think that the shape and color of the heart were really tacky and the same.

But Xu Qiulai understood it even more, so he understood how precious this heart is.

Descartes established coordinate systems in the history of mathematics and successfully pioneered analytical geometry. According to legend, he had fallen in love with his student Christine, a princess, but was eventually broken up by the princess' father. He even ordered Descartes to be exiled to France and intercepted all letters of love between him and the princess.

Descartes suffered from serious illness and sent the last letter to the princess before he died. This time, he no longer wrote love words, but wrote a line of functional formulas that no one could solve. The formula was drawn in polar coordinates and was a heart of peach. This is the "love code" belonging to Descartes and Christine.

The one Lu Li painted is not a monotonous version circulating on the Internet. It is obviously much more complicated than the original formula. She saved the file and opened it. She failed to try to restore the formula according to the coordinate points. Then she found that even Xu Qiulai, who was gifted in mathematics, could not guarantee that she could draw such a beautiful pattern.

This must not be a day or two inspiration. Lu Shen may have spent a long time preparing.
Chapter completed!