Keeping a low profile, the sultry man
The new transfer student from Lancheng No. 1 Middle School was like a sharp stone thrown into the calm campus, stirring up a pool of stagnant water.
She stood on the podium for ranking first in the math subject at the beginning of the semester, and within a week she became the new school beauty of this international high school.
1.
On the overpass, the girl passed him by with an expressionless face.
Yu Yin stopped, his usually cold face looked a little relaxed.
The boy on the side stopped and looked back, and after a long time asked: "Have we talked?"
Yu Yin said nothing.
The boy then probed: "Have you got a grudge?"
Yu Yin remained silent for a long time, then softly uttered the words "I don't know" with his thin lips.
The boy behind him smiled and said, "The way you look at her is so clueless."
Where the blade passes, the lotus root body is cut off, but the countless slender hairsprings are soft and tough. As the cut section is slowly pulled apart, fleeting silver threads are woven out.
2.
"She said she was your suitor."
"She likes you so much that she chased you from Qingcheng to Lancheng?"
The fingertips were clenched tightly, and the veins on the joints stretched like mountains.
The boy's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and upon hearing this completely opposite answer, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.
3.
The corner is secluded and the roses are spreading.
Chun Shanyue blocked the young man in front of the wall and wrapped her arms around his body.
The boy methodically stretched out a hand and put his slender fingers against her kissing lips.
He looked at her open eyes with deep eyes and said in a low voice: "You said that you hate illegitimate children the most."
Chun Shanyue softly repeated the words that had flowed through her heart thousands of times, and finally whispered four words into the boy's ear.
The spring rain thundered, Yu Yin's ears were thin and red, and he closed his eyes and kissed her.
As the afternoon light began to shine, the young girl's lips and teeth intertwined, quietly sniffing the fragrance of roses all over the wall.
I hate illegitimate children the most.
Like you most.
Intention: What is lost will come back in another way.
