He's So Sweet

This story is free to read. I'll continue with the second half when I have time.

A youthful crush is like a gust of wind through an open doorway: unintentional, yet powerful enough to unleash a flood.

At the senior-year graduation party, Chu Yan came out of the restroom and was suddenly pinned against the wall. She caught the faint smell of alcohol. Looking up, she met his dark eyes, blazing as if he were about to devour her whole.

Chu Yan raised an eyebrow. Was he going to take advantage of her while drunk? His face drew closer and closer,

just as his lips were about to touch hers, he suddenly stopped.

Then the big bad wolf turned into a little lamb in an instant. In a voice that was half coy, half pitiful, he pressed his forehead against hers and said,

"I've liked you for a long time. Will you be with me? Hmm?"

Chu Yan laughed softly, cupped his face in both hands, rose onto her toes, and kissed his thin lips. Her smile was radiant.

"Sure!"

I've liked you for a long time, too.

I wonder if there was ever a boy like this in your youth. To everyone else, he was a bad kid: arrogant, rebellious, bold, and flamboyant. But whenever trouble arose, he would step forward without hesitation, as if he feared nothing.

Love stirs in the world like a bowl of plum soup in a white porcelain cup on a midsummer day, with crushed ice clinking against the sides. From The Marshal Mu Xuanying

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