Lin Xi gently pulled Chi Yu's sleeve and asked him with sparkling eyes: "Chi Yu, what do you think of me?"
Chi Yu's hand holding the pen was stunned for a moment, and he lowered his head and replied coldly: "Not very good."
"Hey, can you speak? You should say, I think you are beautiful, cute, and sweet, you know." Lin Xi angrily poked Chi Yu's arm with her small hand, and silently moved the chair back. Chi Yu narrowed his eyes and raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Two years later, Chi Yu returned to that small town and stood on the roadside waiting for the traffic light. He looked at the teaching building not far away through the sparse starlight, and seemed to see the little girl with the pear dimple at the corner of her mouth again, and asked him happily: "What do you think of me?"
Chi Yu's eyes were slightly bright, and her thin raised lips parted slightly: "She's very beautiful, very cute, and very sweet."
I think it's okay