To The Lovely You

   "Luo Yichen...if you have something to say...here, someone will come in at any time." She raised her ears a little uneasily, listening to the noisy voices outside, and reminded cautiously.

  Luo Yichen raised her eyebrows and slowly forced her into a corner, her eyes were covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifted for thousands of miles.

   "You... are you afraid too?"

  Su Rourou wrapped her arms around herself, shrank in the corner and shivered. Suddenly, she felt like a little white rabbit that was about to be eaten by a big bad wolf.

   She opened her pitiful big eyes and bit her lip tightly, her voice getting smaller and smaller: "I'm afraid... Of course I'm afraid... I'm afraid you will be angry..."

   Hearing the last sentence, Luo Yichen's face softened a little: "In the future, don't talk to Ke Shaoze again!"

  Su Rourou has a black line: "Everyone is a classmate, and he is sitting behind me, how can I not say a word to him?"

   "I don't care!" Luo Yichen's icy tone contained a hint of anger, and his thin lips were pursed tightly, like a little boy who couldn't get candy.

"Don't be so stingy, I don't like him anymore." Su Rou Rou blushed, looked up at him with courage, and shook his arm gently, "The one I like now... is you. I really Just treat him as a buddy!"

  The corners of Luo Yichen's tightly pursed lips finally loosened, and then raised an arc upwards.

   But after a while, his mouth pursed again: "But...even though you don't like him, in case, I mean in case...if he likes you, what would you do?"

   After he finished speaking, he locked her eyes with those deep eyes, as if to see her heart through the window of the soul.

   "How is that possible! Isn't the person he likes An Yirou?" Su Rourou thought about it carefully, but felt something was wrong.

  It seems... Ke Shaoze hasn't mentioned An Yirou's name in front of him for a long time. It's just that for a long time behind her, she focused on Luo Yichen, so she didn't notice this subtle change.

   "What I'm saying is if, if he confesses to you, would you...would you..." Luo Yichen's heart throbbed just by imagining such a scene.

   When he said this, his fingertips became cold and trembling slightly. From childhood to adulthood, he did everything with confidence and confidence. But... only for her, he has no confidence at all.

   Ke Shaoze, the boy she deeply liked, and the first boy she liked at the beginning of her love...

   He will never forget the days when he stood behind her. He watched her sad for him, sad for him, and how painful it was in his heart.

   To him, she was like sand at his fingertips, he wanted to grab her, but he didn't know how to force it.

   After a long, lonely wait, he finally got her as he wished. However, when a person gets his beloved treasure, he is more afraid of losing her than when he doesn't get it...

   She doesn't know yet that he has fallen in love with her. But if one day I find out, will it...will I abandon myself and throw myself into his arms without hesitation?

   Seeing Luo Yichen, who is usually full of confidence, show such an uneasy expression in front of her, Su Rourou's heart ached a little, and she really wanted to dig out her heart and show it to him.