The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life

Duck looked at the envelope in Eudora's hand with some embarrassment.

It's not like he didn't reject people.

But rejecting a little girl in the public is actually quite hurtful.

The senior sisters over there seem to think that they can support the juniors by posing like this, but in fact, once they are rejected, it will only be more embarrassing.

Just like the girl in front who was greeted by the boys and ran out crying, isn't this a public execution?

Duck doesn't really like this kind of behavior.

Personal matters, as expected, should not be put on the table.

Of course, if he just eats melons, he can still watch it with relish.

But when it comes to myself, it feels different.

People always have double standards.

But to refuse, still have to refuse.

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no way.

"Feel sorry."

But as soon as Dak said it, Eudora suddenly shoved the envelope in his hand into his hand.

Then he said forcefully: "No need to apologize! As long as you can take a good look at my letter, that's fine!"

After she finished speaking, she raised her head, and her eyes revealed a firmness different from the soft and waxy appearance.

Dak was stunned for a while, but did not open it on the spot.

Eudora didn't urge him either.

He said helplessly, "I'll watch it."

Eudora bent down sharply and said, "Thank you!"

Then the little girl with the pink doll head lowered her head again, turned around and ran away.

Dak squeezed the envelope in his hand and frowned slightly.

...

This "invitation" that was slightly different from what was expected, although it attracted a lot of attention, but because Duck showed a clear intention of refusing, it did not cause any topic in the end.

Duck sat down again.

Duolong, who was beside him, quickly regained his calm, as if nothing had happened just now, hiding the embarrassment deeply in his heart.

And the little fat Pistan didn't have so many scruples.

He leaned his head from behind Doron and asked in a low voice, "Duck, shouldn't this be a letter of confession?"

Duck put the envelope in his bag and frowned, "Maybe."

Whether it's an invitation letter or a confession letter, it doesn't really matter.

Because the result is the same.

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"Look."

Rose nudged Diana's arm and pursed her lips.

Diana smiled.

Really refused, right?

...

This action, which may seem interesting at first, but which is rather speechless when you think about it in your own shoes, is still going on.

Eudora was the first to deliver the letter to Dak, but by no means the last.

Doron sat in the C position, but could only stare, watching the more and more "prom invitations" received by Duck next to him.

As if all the first-year girls had discussed it, they came up one by one to challenge the difficult tasks.

Later, even the girl who came to deliver the letter was no longer nervous, but shoved the letter into Dak's hand with a smile on her face.

Dak maintained a smile on the surface, but his heart gradually became numb.

From the seriousness of treating Eudora at the beginning to the swift rejection now, it has really gone through a process.

All the first-year boys except him were lying on their stomachs as if they were dead.

Doron asked weakly; "Hey, Duck, what number is this?"

Duck: "Sixteen."

Doron: "How many are left?"

Duck: "Two."

Doron: "..."

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"There are eighteen first-year girls in the House of Nobles, so there are two left?"

Diana showed her smug algorithm and snickered.

Rose also followed with a smile.

Among the aristocratic academy students this year, Dak Dimon stands out. As long as he accidentally turns his eyes on him, it is difficult to move away.

He is like a black hole, absorbing all the light.

Compared with him, the rest of the boys became bleak.

For example, a young boy like Doron, who was considered excellent in the first place, did not receive any attention.

This can only be said to be the sadness of the times, the decline of morality, and the distortion of human nature...

After a few more years, the girls' minds will be more complete, and they will probably look away from the dazzling halo.

Rose glanced at the classmates beside her.

They had some sense of competition at the beginning, but now everyone was rejected, and instead started laughing and playing.

After all, they have "common hobbies", and chatting with each other also has topics.

That feeling is not so much "falling in love with the same person" as it is "pursuing the same idol".

What made Rose feel a little worried was Eudora who was the first to confess—she seemed to be different?

...

At about nine o'clock, the farce gradually dissipated.

There are successes and there are failures.

There is joy, there is sadness.

With sixteen letters in his arms, Duck walked back to the dormitory with heavy steps.

Behind him are the bayonet-like gazes of the first-year boys.

"Halloween

It wasn't so exaggerated during the festival..."

He rubbed his forehead, feeling very tired.

Fortunately, as soon as you open the door, you can see the cute cat cat grass greets it at the door.

He picked up the cat and cat grass, and saw the cow grass taking a nap at the balcony door, and the fox grass still lying on the windowsill and squinting at the world.

It is still the most pro-cat grass!

"Suck it!"

Rubbing the cheeks of the cat grass with his face, Dak was full of the cat's nutrients and finally relaxed.

Then he summoned [Juju], squeezed a glass of apple juice, and finally started to read the sixteen letters.

The first is Eudora's letter.

He opened the pink envelope decorated with hearts and Christmas trees, took out the slightly fragrant letter paper, and slowly unfolded the folded letter paper, first glanced at it from top to bottom, and then read it carefully.

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I know you never notice me, even though we're always in the same classroom, the distance between you and me is like going from the beginning to the end of a river of mud.

I don't expect a single confession to get a response, after all we are very different.

I am not worthy of you now, but I will work hard for it and make myself better.

You are like the eternal sun in my heart, even in the cold of this winter can not dispel the warmth you radiate.

One day, I will also be the warmth in your heart, nourishing your light with the heat of my whole body.

I'm yours.

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Duck: "..."

After reading this letter from beginning to end.

Duck tried hard to recall the external impression of Eudora, but only a pink doll head appeared in his mind.

Is that what this kid's personality is like?

On the surface, this letter seems to be quite progressive, but the dangerous atmosphere between the lines is almost overflowing.

"I'm so hard!"

He had to temporarily put Eudora's letter in the upper left corner, and then picked up the next letter to continue reading.

This second letter was finally a normal prom invitation, which made him a little relieved.

As a courtesy, write a reply.

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