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Chapter 125 Language Learning

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    I can meet them both in the cafe almost every day.  An Indian girl taught a Thai girl to learn Chinese.

    In the lobby is a very long table, and we always happen to sit very close together.

    They are nothing more than chatting, recognizing characters, learning grammar, and reading.  Very traditional way of learning a new language.

    However, when two girls of the same age are together, it is easy to get distracted.  One minute I was still practicing hello, goodbye, thank you seriously, and the next minute I started talking about dresses, parties, hairstyles, earrings in English with their own accents

    The tone of voice has also changed from the original mechanical and serious question and answer to the vigorous and lively chatting and laughing from time to time.

    Holding a cup of coffee and sitting on the opposite side of the code, I feel very seductive and happy when I look at it secretly.

    Today, the Thai girl learning Chinese did not come, but a white man with a North American accent came.

    As soon as he came up, between the Indian teacher and him, there was another daily Chinese greeting spoken dialogue.  It was boring to watch, and the weather was so cold. I was holding a hot coffee across the table, and temporarily lost interest in continuing to listen.

    The Indian teacher suddenly said, "Today the temperature has dropped, it's so cold! Dead is a modal particle, not really dead, it means very cold."

    The man suddenly realized, "I saw a girl in the bar yesterday, she is very beautiful, I like it very much. I should have told her, I love you to death."

    I just took a sip of coffee steadily, and I couldn't swallow it for a while, it was very hard.

    The Indian teacher finally came to his senses, "No! You can't say that! I love you to death, it's wrong! It should be said, I love you to death!"

    The man wrote it down in the notebook very seriously, and read it seriously while writing it down, "I, love, die, you"

    Later lessons, as expected, turned to the topic of love.  Two people who have their own stories, each talking about their own affairs, sometimes laughing and sometimes sad.

    It took a long time to realize, hey, aren't we studying

    So the man began to try to speak in Chinese, very loudly, saying that he had a crush with the girl he fell in love with at first sight last night

    The Indian woman patted him on the shoulder several times to make him stop, her face blushed slightly, "In Asian countries, the words you just said are not suitable to be said in public"

    He shrugged, probably meaning so what, "I finally asked her, will she marry me?"

    The Indian woman asked curiously, "How did she answer?"

    He suddenly took her hand, "What about you, will you marry me?"

    The people around probably couldn't help it anymore, and looked at her one after another.

    She blushed, "I have someone I like"

    He clutched his heart sadly, "did you hear that? my heart is broken, just now."

    The Indian woman left very hastily afterwards, and he sat for a while before leaving. That appearance was very different from before.

    In the end, I only had my own coffee cup in front of me, and theirs not far away.  In such a cold day, the temperature has long since disappeared.

    The story behind this cannot be explored, and I really don't want to explore it.  But that sentence, I love you to death, has been entangled in my ears.  As if it sounds, there is nothing wrong with it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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