There is always light snowfall in Qinggang City in winter, and the old windows of the library are covered with thin frost. Chen Yuting, wrapped in a thick coat, huddled by the window and read "White Night Journey", tapping the pages with her fingertips to follow the plot - she likes the foreshadowing and twists and turns in suspense books. The silver nails behind her ears were done in one go last year, and the ink tattoo manuscript from her back to her upper arms was drawn by herself. Occasionally when she raised her hand to turn over a book, she could glimpse the edge of a camellia looming under the fabric.
No one knew that her careless look was genuine. She used to love to be alone, but now she always hangs out with the noisy boys in the class, laughs loudly when listening to jokes, always looks like a carefree tomboy, and always talks about "dating troubles."
But when I was laughing and joking with my classmates during the day, I felt less empty and filled with something else - I wanted people to understand that having a tattoo is not rebellious, I just like the lines; I wanted people to know that she actually blushes when she is praised for being cute; I wanted people to hug her and not look at her strangely when they saw the scar on her wrist. She was afraid that the people around her would leave and tried her best to cover up her cowardice. Sometimes when she saw the bond between Yukiho and Ryoji, she would still stare at the frosted flowers on the window in a daze.
Sometimes she wonders, if she doesn't have feelings, she won't get hurt? But after weighing the pros and cons, did you get what you wanted?
One day, I was trapped in the library due to heavy snowfall, and suddenly I felt eyes falling on me. She looked up and saw Yu Hai at the front desk staring at her, his eyes falling on the collar of her half-open coat, with a faint smile on his lips. Chen Yuting's heart skipped a beat and she frowned.
"What is he looking at..."
