However, as the distance got closer and closer, as she saw the expression on his face bit by bit, the heart that had just let go ached again.
Luo Yichen supported the edge of the chair with both hands, his back slightly leaned forward, as if he was lost in thought looking at a far, far away place. The bright sunshine shone into his eyes, but it couldn't take away the haze deep in his eyes.
Su Rourou didn't know how long she had been walking, how long her heart ached...
She quietly walked to his side, and sat down carefully, for fear of alarming him by accident.
Luo Yichen's voice came along with the breeze: "You are here."
Su Rourou hummed lightly, then raised her head to stare at his melancholy side face: "Are... are you okay?"
Luo Yichen slightly turned his head to look at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "It's okay, with you here... I'll be fine."
"Are you okay?" This simple sentence, coming out of her mouth, was enough to warm his heart.
Su Rourou's heart seemed to be hit by something, and the hand on the edge of the chair moved towards him little by little, until it touched his cold fingertips.
"Where's your hand? Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?"
Feeling the temperature from her fingertips, Luo Yichen's hand trembled slightly, and then he held her hand tightly.
"No, it's just a strain, it'll be fine if you rest for a while." Luo Yichen's voice was flat, and he tightened his grip on her hand little by little. Her hands are small and warm...
In fact, it's really just a small strain. It's just that the frequency of training during this period was too high, which made the situation worse.
Afterwards, none of them spoke, just held hands quietly, blowing the wind, and looked at the shaking crowd on the runway in the distance. Sometimes, without too much words, warm company can heal all the pain.
The sun shone impartially on their intertwined hands, casting a halo in the gap between them.
... ...
Li Tianwei was walking home with his bag in his hand. Because he was depressed, his steps were very, very slow.
A game is missed, a best friend is injured...
A pair of deep eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the sunset in the distant sky that was gradually disappearing on the horizon, and let out a low sigh.
Inadvertently, he saw Lan Xi'er and He Xiaojie standing side by side at the intersection not far ahead, waiting for the traffic light. Today she wears a high ponytail, and the slightly curly ends of her hair sway gently with her movements. A pair of big and bright eyes look forward to look at the pose, attracting many passers-by to turn their heads frequently.
He unconsciously quickened his pace, trying to get to her side before the green light turned on.
However, at the moment when he was about to get close to her, Lan Xi'er happened to look back and met his gaze.
She was startled, then quickly turned her head away, pretending that she didn't see him. She didn't know what was wrong with herself, even though she had been avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally since he confessed to her. But today's avoidance seems to have other reasons.
In her mind, a group of enthusiastic girls in the gym... and Xie Xiaoqiu's head bowed and blushing appearance appeared.
For some reason, she wanted to see him less than ever. When she saw him, she felt uncomfortable, as if something was blocking her chest.
He also said...he likes her! Actually... He prefers the feeling of being surrounded by a group of girls!