To The Lovely You

   At the same time, in Li Minho's room, Luo Xiaomei absently drew circles on the paper. Even the huge plate of strawberries placed in front of her remained unmoved and continued to draw circles.

   Lee Minho lowered his head and wrote his homework, but his eyes drifted to her body unconsciously, and finally shouted out, "Littleberry!"

  Luo Xiaomei then raised her head: "Just now, you...you called me?"

   Lee Minho coughed twice: "Well, yes... you've been in a daze, I'm worried that you won't be able to finish your homework tonight."

  Luo Xiaomei found that her scratch paper was full of circles, but her workbook was blank. She knocked on her head and hurriedly sat up straight...

  Lee Minho's thin lips moved, but he hesitated: "Littleberry, am I not doing well enough? Why do I feel that you are not very happy with me?"

  Luo Xiaomei's eyes just landed on the workbook and drifted again: "No...No! You're fine..."

   He treated her the same as before, or better than before.

"Can I ask you a question..." Lee Min-ho put down the pen in his hand, and finally summoned the courage to ask the unease that had been simmering in his heart for the past few days, "Are you with me because of guilt or gratitude? of?"

  Luo Xiaoberry's heart trembled violently, and the pen in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. In order to hide her panic, she hurriedly leaned down and picked up the pen on the ground: "No...nothing, why would you ask that..."

   Speaking of the back, her voice is getting smaller and smaller...

   Lee Minho's expression softened a little, and he pushed the plate of strawberries in front of her: "My mother knew you liked it, so I bought it for you. Tonight, you haven't eaten a single one yet..."

  Luo Xiaoberry picked up the small toothpick on it and forked one, and ate it casually, while casually flipping through the workbook on the table.

   "Wipe it!" Lee Minho blushed and handed over a tissue.

  Luo Xiaoberry's eyes were still on the workbook, and he wiped his mouth at will, then threw the tissue aside. After a while, she finally realized that something was wrong...

  Lee Minho seems to have been staring at himself from the beginning. To be precise, staring at his own mouth.

   "Is there something on my face?" She touched her face suspiciously, and then touched her mouth.

   When she was unprepared, Lee Minho suddenly approached her and pressed her hand that was rubbing his lips against his side.

   "Littleberry...I..." His voice sounded a little hoarse, which was a little different from his usual warm and jade-like voice.

   At this moment, the two of them were very close, and he almost hugged her in his arms... And the gaze he looked at her was getting deeper and deeper...

  His eyes were the ones she liked to stare at since she was a child. At that time, she was always thinking, how could there be someone in this world with such beautiful eyes! Especially in the starry night, his eyes are like countless small stars, twinkling and shining...

   When Luo Xiaomei came back to her senses, she found that his handsome and extraordinary face was very close to him. So close that she could hear his breathing and heartbeat...

   The two rows of black butterfly-like eyelashes trembled gently, and then slowly closed.

  He...is he going to...kiss her?