When Ke Shaoze said that she had something to give her, she naturally thought of something to eat. Because in the past, all he brought her were biscuits and candies.
However, when she saw the contents of the box, she was immediately stunned.
Isn't this... the ice cream bracelet that I was fancying at the beginning? Ke Shaoze, why did you suddenly give yourself this thing? What does he... mean? Could it be that Luo Yichen's strategy is really working
But Luo Yichen said so firmly that Ke Shaoze only regarded her as an upgraded buddy...
Well, in fact, he also gave himself gifts in the past, although the type of gift was a little different from this one. She should stop thinking too much...
Girls at this age, even if they feel that a boy treats them particularly well, if he doesn't say the words "I like you"...they still feel unsure in their hearts.
What made Su Rourou even more puzzled was that she seemed to be more surprised than the joy of receiving a gift as she had imagined. She always remembered how she felt when she accompanied him to buy a bracelet for An Yirou.
At that time, she was quietly by his side, thinking in her heart: If one day, he can also give himself such a gift, it would be great...
Now, beyond her expectation, this day has come so soon. But why, she doesn't seem to like this bracelet as much as she did then
She just held the bracelet in a daze, and didn't even notice a tall and straight figure standing under the street lamp in the distance.
In fact, Ke Shaoze didn't leave at all, but kept watching her from afar.
He watched her poke her head out from the crack of the door, watched her sneakily rush under the big tree like a thief, watched her open the velvet box...
Unfortunately, the distance was too far and the light was too dim, so he couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.
She should still like it, right? After all, it hasn't been long since the day when she accompanied him to pick out gifts.
He stood there for a while, until he saw that small figure disappearing at the other end of the gate...
... ...
Happy time always flies by very fast, and the two-month summer vacation has passed in the blink of an eye.
After the beginning of the second year of high school, the students began to divide the arts and sciences.
In fact, Su Rourou also had a little entanglement about the division of arts and sciences. But Luo Yichen only spent one sentence, and she instantly let go of her entanglement.
Luo Yichen's original words were: "Anyway, your choice of arts and sciences is not bad. Because your liberal arts and sciences are all equally bad!"
Although this sentence is very flat, it seems to have a little truth. But Su Rourou is still a little bit dissatisfied: her English score is obviously not bad!
For some reason, she blurted out unconsciously, "What about you? Do you choose liberal arts or science?"
After the words were spoken, she felt that she didn't understand herself. Obviously in the past, she wished to hide from him and hide far away, for fear that others would misunderstand what she had to do with him.
But now, why does she still care about his selection of subjects, and even feel a little worried deep in her heart. It seems like she doesn't want to be in a different class from him...
Although their families live very close, even if they are not in the same class, they can still see each other when they go home every night.
Luo Yichen's answer was still very embarrassing: "I chose science and arts, and there is no difference. Because my arts and sciences are equally excellent!"
"So, may I ask which one do you want to choose?" Su Rourou stroked her forehead helplessly. If this person is conceited, he can be conceited. Can he please answer the key to the question? Do you know that she really wants to know the answer!
Luo Yichen glanced at her sideways, and a smile flashed in the depths of her phoenix eyes: "Why, do you care about me? Don't want to be separated from me?"
"Who... who cares about you? I... I just ask casually! I don't want to talk!" Su Rourou didn't know why her tongue was a little knotted, and even she could hear the desire to cover up in her tone.