At the opening ceremony of the first year of high school, Ji Yunye held orange candy in his mouth and watched the top grader in his white shirt buttoned to the top walking past him on the stage. Gu Yan's eyes stopped on his bulging cheeks for half a second, and then looked away expressionlessly.
Ji Yunye chewed the candy and thought: This person must think he is naive.
Later he realized that he wanted to do the opposite. Gu Yan only had one thought in his mind at that time——
This guy is so noisy.
But the quarrel was noisy. When Ji Yunye ran to Class 1 every day with his exercise book, Gu Yan still pulled out the chair next to him. During the lecture, he deliberately looked closer at the draft paper, his breath brushing behind Ji Yunye's ears, and then he backed away as if nothing had happened.
Ji Yunye thought he was boring. Gu Yan thought he was cool.
Neither of them told the truth, but the interlocked hands under the table, the kiss at the end of the corridor that made the legs weak - everything was telling, and they couldn't hide it.
Later, during the most difficult days of his senior year in high school, Ji Yunye was kissed at home so much that his homework books fell to the floor, and he lay on the table panting. Gu Yan picked up his scattered papers one by one and folded them up without changing his expression, saying, "You have a pretty posture."
Ji Yunye put a paper in his face and said, "Can you have some fucking face?"
Gu Yan took down the paper, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth: "No."
This is a candy-flavored campus love story about two top students (actually one is a top student and the other is a real top student), and is unbuttoned from the top button to the top of the school uniform.
The sultry and dark-faced first-year attacker × the playful, smiling face loves to flirt with the sun
Sweet, HE, don't be afraid.
Concept: A seventeen-year-old likes it like holding an orange hard candy in his mouth. You don't dare to bite it hard, for fear that the sweetness will be gone too quickly; you are also reluctant to spit it out, hold it in your mouth and slowly melt it, and the bit of sourness and sweetness under the tip of your tongue can last an entire afternoon.
Youth is very short, so short that one college entrance examination can tear everyone into pieces and stuff them into different cities. But the hand held secretly under the desk, the kiss exchanged in the corridor after lights out, and the hot "miss you" in countless late-night phone calls will remind them over and over again in the long years to come——
Have you ever been so seriously liked by someone?
So no matter where you go in the future, you won't be afraid anymore.
I hope all those who like it cautiously can wait until the person who is willing to catch it.