Song Qianqian lay on Wei Ziyu's broad back, hugged his neck, and rested her chin on his shoulder. The sun cast dappled light through the leaves, watching his slightly raised eyelashes casting a small fan-like shadow. The breeze blew by, and she felt his refreshing breath, "Wei Ziyu."
"Huh?"
"That's so kind of you."
He chuckled, "Yeah, you too"
"Wei Ziyu."
"Huh?"
"You love me."
He paused, and Song Qianqian felt that his ears were dyed with a light pink color, which was extremely cute.
The sun was just right, and a few small leaves fell down from time to time. Song Qianqian closed her eyes and felt his steady steps.
Then she heard him say, "Well, you too."
This story is about secret love, about youth, and about a dream in every girl's heart.
I would like to dedicate this article to everyone in the world who has had a crush. I hope that the people you love happen to love you.