Such a distance can also be called close? Luo Yichen dissatisfiedly looked at the space between them that was big enough to fit three fists, and stretched out his hand to pull her to his side...
Su Rourou didn't stand still, and threw herself directly into his arms. The small nose was placed on his hard chest, and it hurt...
Just as she was about to raise her hand to touch her injured nose, she heard heavy footsteps behind her, as if someone was chasing her from behind.
Immediately afterwards, Ke Shaoze's voice sounded behind them: "Brother Rou..."
Su Rourou stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at Ke Shaoze.
He was panting slightly, and said to Luo Yichen: "Excuse me, can I have a few words with Brother Rou alone?"
Luo Yichen glanced at Su Rourou, nodded slightly, and walked slowly to the parking lot to pick up the car.
Ke Shaoze lowered his head and looked at the ground, a little afraid to look into Su Rourou's clear eyes: "Brother Rou, I... I feel really sorry for you, can you forgive me?"
Seeing his guilty look, Su Rourou lowered her eyelashes and said softly: "I... never blamed you."
Yes, she was never angry with him from the beginning to the end...
Ke Shaoze suddenly raised his head, something trembled in his heart: "Really?"
"En." Su Rourou nodded.
Ke Shaoze bit his lips, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Then...why didn't you answer my phone call that night? You didn't call me back in the next few days?"
"You called me?" Su Rourou looked at him in surprise.
"Well, I've called you several times..." Ke Shaoze's voice became smaller and smaller, with a depressed expression on his face.
That night, he stood under the big tree in front of her house, looked at her dark room, and kept calling her... He didn't leave until two o'clock in the morning.
But several days passed, Su Rourou didn't even reply him a text message, he didn't know how he got through those few days. He always felt that there was something hanging in his heart that made him lose his mind to do anything. The only thing I can do is to lie on the bed holding my phone and wait.
"No, I don't have your incoming call reminder on my phone... It's strange..." Su Rourou murmured to herself while taking out the phone in her bag.
At this moment, Luo Yichen walked up behind her pushing his bicycle, and urged: "Idiot, are you alright?"
His eyes flicked back and forth between Su Rou and Ke Shaoze coldly, his thick black and slender eyebrows frowned. He had to make Su Rourou fall in love with him before Ke Shaoze fell in love with Su Rourou!
"Okay... okay." Su Rourou glanced at her phone to confirm that she hadn't received Ke Shaoze's missed call reminder.
She put it back into the bag again, turned around and said goodbye to Ke Shaoze: "Maybe there is something wrong with the phone! If there is nothing else, I'll go back first, bye!"
After finishing speaking, she jumped into the back seat of Luo Yichen's car, and gently grabbed the hem of his clothes.
Luo Yichen looked back at Ke Shaoze, and walked forward slowly.
After riding two or three meters away, he glanced sideways, and said in a muffled voice, "I said, can't you change your posture?"
Su Rourou was in a daze, when she heard him say this, she suddenly came to her senses: "Change your posture? What do you mean?"
Do you want her to stand on the back seat of a bicycle like a boy? She dare not!
Luo Yichen sighed helplessly in his heart: You really shouldn't be too reserved when talking to this kind of idiot!
At this time, a tall boy passed in front of them carrying a petite girl. The girl gently hugged the boy's waist from behind, with her small face slightly sideways, sticking to the boy's back...
Luo Yichen coughed lightly, and educated Su Rourou on the spot: "Look at her..."
Su Rourou's eyes followed the girl's receding back, and suddenly understood what Luo Yichen meant.