Three years ago, Lu Zecheng suddenly disappeared from Su Xing's life.
Three years later, the boy in a white shirt and black pants, his face covered in dust, returned to her once more.
"You haven't changed at all, Su Xingren."
"Don't call me Su Xingren! How many times have I told you?"
"Then what should I call you?" Lu Zecheng touched his nose, then gave a mischievous grin. "Hmm... can I call you my girlfriend?"
"Sure! As long as you don't call me Su..." Realizing something was off, Su Xing looked up at Lu Zecheng. "What did you just say?"
Thirty seconds later.
"Lu Zecheng, you jerk! Don't let me see you again!"
The door slammed shut. The book was left outside, sliding softly down the wall, just like Su Xing's mood.
Keep writing, I'm looking forward to the next story