When my eyes adjusted to the surrounding environment, I saw him looking at me blankly. His angular face and wheat-like skin color looked particularly charming against the light. His eyes were staring at me. Although he was a little dull, he had that perseverance that was unique to him. A high nose bridge, a perfect jawline, and a little messy hair. This is still the look of the boy I liked back then.
I was lost in thought when he said in a very gentle voice: "Just hit me, I won't fight back!"
I stretched out my hand to pinch his face. I particularly liked pinching his face, which had no fat on it, to make it slightly deformed. It was very cute. After squeezing, I pulled away the quilt between us, lowered my head gently, and kissed his forehead in a comfortable position, and time was frozen at this moment.
Purpose: Based on the author's real experience, the actual result is not perfect. I hope to perfect this youthful same-sex love in the novel.