give me a hug
Even though she had held his hand just now, and even though she had a premonition, when she actually heard him say these words in person, Zhou Anran's nose suddenly felt extremely sore.
She blinked and tears fell.
This was the third time Chen Luobai saw her cry.
The first time he knew nothing and treated her as just an ordinary classmate. He didn't understand why the more he tried to comfort her that day, the harder she cried, and why she smiled at him so reluctantly.
But from that day on, he began to pay attention to her.
The second time, he was so slow that he didn't realize his own thoughts. After being called to the office, he instinctively hesitated and didn't want to tell her the truth about the love letter. He was reluctant to embarrass her again.
As a result, he was a step slower. He saw her rushing to stand in front of him, then slowly squatting in front of him, saying in a tearful voice, "How could he like me?"
He couldn't explain what he felt at that moment, he only knew that he would probably never forget this scene for the rest of his life.
This is the third time.
She cried silently, but she was still beautiful.
Chen Luobai's heart suddenly ached as if it was being tightened. He raised his hand to wipe her tears, but when his fingers were about to reach the corners of her eyes, he hesitated and stopped.
The person who was sleeping in class and was woken up by the teacher in public, and did not show any nervousness when answering the question, now his tone was obviously a little panicked.
"Don't cry. If you're not ready yet, I can continue to wait for you."
Zhou Anran's vision was a little blurry and he shook his head subconsciously.
From the day she transferred to No. 2 Middle School, she thought that she and he would go on completely different paths from then on.
New people will continue to join his flourishing life, but she can only be a silent spectator in the dark forever.
But after many twists and turns, he appeared in front of her waiting for her.
I still can't believe it.
It still seems like a dream.
Zhou Anran looked at his slender hand that was blurred in front of her and instinctively shook it, as if she wanted to grasp a little sense of reality.
Chen Luobai lowered his eyes and looked at the thin white hand that was grasping his fingers. His heart, which was half hanging in the air, finally slowly fell down, and his other empty hand finally dared to fall to the corner of her eyes.
The voice was laughing, as if he was teasing her, but because it was lowered, it sounded more like he was coaxing her.
"Zhou Anran, you haven't agreed to be my girlfriend yet. There's no name or status between us, so I won't let you hold my hand."
Zhou Anran shook her head again, feeling a little amused by him, but the sour feeling was still rising to the tip of her nose.
"No, I agree."
How could I not agree
She liked him so much.
Even if it was just a dream, she wanted to do it for a long time.
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After coming out of the classroom, Zhou Anran followed beside him and still felt as if he was walking on clouds, so light and floating, and every step seemed to be unable to touch the ground.
She couldn't help but turn her head to look at him secretly.
The boy has a sharp and smooth jawline and a high nose bridge. Both his skin and bone structure are very superior, and his profile is as beautiful as a painting.
This boy once illuminated the youth of most of the girls in No. 2 Middle School.
This was the boy whom she once only dared to secretly watch in the crowd.
He actually became her boyfriend.
It still doesn't seem real.
Zhou Anran looked at him quietly, without noticing that she was getting closer and closer to him. The back of her hand hanging at one side accidentally touched the back of his hand. It was cold outside, and she was afraid of cold, so her hand had already turned cold, but the back of his hand was still warm.