Mu Mian clicked his tongue, but before he could speak, the man lowered his eyes again, the deep eyes covered by the long and thick eyelashes, and the boy's voice was hoarse.
"You like mine, don't you?"
The girl paused and nodded again.
Then the boy in snow-white clothes suddenly stretched out his slender white fingers, and gently grabbed the corner of the girl's clothes.
He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look into the other person's eyes. His shiny fingertips tightly grasped the corners of the clothes, pulling out the folds, and his skin turned slightly white due to the force.
Mu Yan bit his lower lip before speaking in a hoarse voice.
"Then stop liking him..."
A few seconds later, the young man raised his head suddenly, and glanced at her with red eye circles, and then hastily lowered his beautiful dark long eyelashes, covering his dark pupils.
"Me and him, you can only choose one."
He bit the pronunciation of the words in a gentle manner, but felt stubborn and persistent inexplicably.
"If you really like me, then you can't like him anymore, otherwise...it's not fair to me."
At the end of speaking, the young man paused inexplicably, frowned coldly, and fell silent stubbornly.
After listening, Mu Mian sighed, and raised her eyebrows: "Little brother, do you know who he is?"
Mu Yan bit his lip.
Not only is it okay to like others, but also write so many confession letters, but in comparison, there is not a single sentence written to him.
He turned around angrily, didn't want to talk to her, and couldn't bear to say in a hoarse voice, "I don't know... I don't want to know."
The young man silently added another sentence.
Mu Mian casually leaned against the wall, she glanced at his emotionless cheeks, and finally couldn't help laughing, the girl's eyes were full of smiles.
"Then you have to know who the screenwriter is, right?"
What's the meaning
Something flashed through the boy's mind quickly. He looked back at the girl, his heart beating faster inexplicably, and he bit his lips almost subconsciously, the edges were slightly white, leaving shallow teeth marks.
The girl's dark and beautiful eyes looked at him without blinking, she spoke slowly, but her soft tone seemed to punch the boy, he heard the girl say.
"Little brother, this is for you."
She turned on her phone, opened Weibo, and opened the dialog box of private messages that she had sent to Mu Yan before. The young man lowered his slender eyelashes and watched her movements quietly.
Mu Mian flipped through the private letter, pondered for a while, and then slowly raised her eyes, looking at the cold and beautiful young man in front of her.
"I have liked you for a year. During this period, I wrote you many confession letters. You should have seen them, many, many. I don't know when it started. Your voice has always been with me. During this period, you didn't even know it. The situation has always motivated me.”
She pursed her lower lip.
"Motto, I like you."
"..."
After she finished speaking, the boy in front of her didn't react at all, and looked at the girl with a pair of eyes that were still dazzling in the dim light.
I don't know how long it took before the man finally blinked his eyes, his eyelashes resting on his deep eyes, his voice was clean and magnetic, inexplicably gentle and sad, but a little hoarse than before.
"What do you mean... The person you liked before was me?"
Finally reacted.
Mu Mian calmly hummed, and then laughed again: "Brother Mu Yan, so you are really handsome in person."
"..."
He didn't speak, but Mu Mian was not in a hurry, and continued to say with a smile: "Little brother, did you hear that? I said I like you."
[Ding—mission completion rate 100%]
(end of this chapter)