He was running ahead, very quickly.
But she wanted to hang on and occupy his hand for a while longer.
In the end, she didn't have the nerve to hold him back too much, but deliberately delayed it for a few seconds, and she was dragged all the way to the school gate.
The bell for class rang just at this moment. The boy turned around and smiled with the warmth of the rising sun: "Go to class quickly. Be careful when crossing the bridge in the future."
She gasped and raised her eyes, and then she saw his appearance clearly: big eyes, beautiful eyebrows, handsome and tall.
And his smile, like the rising sun, warms my heart.
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