I'll catch you
After leaving the restaurant, Zhou Anran was still thinking about what he said.
The hotel was not far from the Live House, so they did not take a taxi and planned to walk all the way there.
Zhou Anran followed him with his head down, still pondering what he had just said.
Perhaps it was because the look in his eyes when he looked at her just now was too focused and gentle, which made her almost have the illusion that "his words were meant for her."
But he couldn't even remember her name in high school, and it had only been a month since they met again in college.
Even if she thought about it more, she could only guess whether he had some vague feelings for her.
She couldn't even imagine the extent of "like it very much".
Could it be that he was telling her that he had someone else he liked very much
It doesn't seem likely. Based on his personality, if he really has another girl he likes, he wouldn't get so close to her. He wouldn't be willing to let the other person misunderstand and be sad.
So is it just talking to her about Zhu Ran
Zhou Anran was so absorbed in thought that she didn't notice there was a small staircase in front of her. After she stepped on empty air, she realized in panic that her balance was no longer stable.
The next moment, a warm and strong hand hugged my lower back.
She suddenly bumped into the boy's arms, and his fresh scent enveloped her.
Zhou Anran looked up at him in a daze, and her eyes met his smiling gaze.
"What are you thinking about?" Chen Luobai asked her.
The girl in his arms seemed to be still in a daze, still looking so obedient and soft that people would want to bully her at first sight.
Chen Luobai lowered his head slightly and lowered his voice slightly: "Is it so boring to walk with me that you are so distracted that you don't even look at the road?"
Zhou Anran came back to his senses and shook his head: "No."
The girl's face, which was porcelain white just now, quickly turned slightly red. Her round almond-shaped eyes were clean and beautiful, but there was a hint of panic and nervousness in them.
It was very similar to the look on his face when he handed her a Coke in the school supermarket that year.
"Zhou Anran." Chen Luobai called her again, "Why are you still the same as in high school—"
Zhou Anran's heart skipped a beat.
Same what
Do you still like him
Did he find out anyway
Chen Luobai slowly added the next sentence: "Are you shy when you're teased?"
Zhou Anran breathed a sigh of relief, but not completely.
She could feel her face getting hot, so she didn't dare to deny it, but she also didn't dare to admit it directly, because the word "shy" seemed to be enough to reveal something.
She murmured an ambiguous retort: "Is there?"
A soft and light sound drilled into his ears. The girl's eyelashes, long and curly, trembled violently. Together with the voice just now, it was like two small brushes, scratching Chen Luobai's heart twice.
By the time he reacted, his free hand was already raised.
"If not—" Chen Luobai's Adam's apple rolled, and his hand gradually approached the red little face, "Why is your face so red, and your ears are red too?"
Zhou Anran was speechless.
The street next to it was quite lively, with neon lights flashing. Occasionally, pedestrians passed by, and their eyes would linger on them for a brief moment.
Zhou Anran didn't pay any attention and even held her breath. She only saw the boy's slender and handsome hand getting closer and closer to her cheek.