To The Lovely You

Chapter 232: You don't like Luo Yichen, right? (3)

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Growing up with her, he had naturally seen Lan Xi'er's careful thoughts towards Luo Yichen. However, he knew that the person Luo Yichen liked was Su Rourou, and he thought that Lan Xier would only secretly like him all this time, thinking that he still had a chance...

But he never expected that Lan Xi'er would make such a bold decision to pursue Luo Yichen when she knew it was impossible.

Even if she was rejected by him, even if she was hurt all over by him, wouldn't she care

Does she know that there is another him in this world, with his arms open for her forever, just waiting for her to change her mind one day and be willing to fall into his arms.

Maybe he is not as handsome as Luo Yichen, not as smart as Luo Yichen, and not as rich as Luo Yichen. However, he likes her more than anyone else in this world...

But what's the use? She is so icy and smart, she must have seen her own thoughts long ago. However, she chose to pretend to ignore it. This shows that she has no place for him in her heart.

Thinking of this, he laughed at himself, took a deep breath, and quickened his pace.

When pushing his bicycle past the school gate, he saw Xie Xiaoqiu standing alone in front of the bus stop, looking around and waiting for the bus.

Xie Xiaoqiu is a very shy girl. She doesn't talk much in class, and when she does, her voice is as small as a mosquito.

He hadn't spoken a few words to her, so naturally he wasn't very familiar with her.

In my impression, she seemed to be reading a book with her head down every day, with a very focused expression, as if nothing in the world would affect her.

Li Tianwei was born in a scholarly family since he was a child, and he has a strong book temperament. Therefore, this girl who loves to read and studies hard left a good impression on him.

Xie Xiaoqiu also saw him, smiled shyly at him, then turned his head away, as if he was waiting for the bus.

Of course Li Tianwei didn't know, she turned her head away because she didn't dare to meet his eyes, fearing that if she looked at him for a second longer, she would no longer be able to hide her small thoughts.

Li Tianwei pushed his bicycle past her and greeted her out of politeness: "Waiting for the bus?"

"En, yes." Xie Xiaoqiu blushed slightly, and lowered her head shyly.

Her voice was so soft that Li Tianwei wondered if she was talking just now.

However, when his eyes touched her slightly lowered face, he suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was like a mimosa blooming in the moonlight...

He had never looked at her so closely in the past, and he felt that she was even more shy. He had never seen a girl who blushed so easily.

Girls like this are really rare now. The girl he usually contacts the most is Lan Xi'er, he is used to her carelessness, when facing a girl like Xie Xiaoqiu, he really doesn't know what to say.

But for some reason, this characteristic of her made him feel a sense of protection in his heart, and he heard himself say to her: "It's very late, it's not safe for you to wait here as a girl, why don't I give you a ride?" let's go!"

Hearing this sentence, Xie Xiaoqiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart also trembled slightly. She never thought that one day he would take the initiative to talk to her, and even offered to take her home.

She had been hiding in a corner where no one noticed, watching him secretly.

She didn't know when she started to notice him, she obviously hadn't said a few words to him, let alone had any deep friendship.

However, she just likes his clean and pure bookish air, his calm and calm attitude, and his tenderness and consideration—although, those tenderness and considerations are all directed at another girl.

"Okay, then thank you." She still didn't dare to look up at him, she lowered her head all the way, and gently got into his car.

Seeing her cautious look, Li Tianwei couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.

"Sit still." He stepped on the bicycle and moved forward slowly.

Xie Xiaoqiu didn't dare to grab the hem of his clothes, let alone wrap his arms around his waist, so he could only hold tightly to the bottom of the bicycle seat.

But even so, she already felt very happy.

Because this is the closest she has been to him for so long...