In the cold winter with heavy snow falling all over the sky, Jian Siyi, wrapped in a thick down jacket, stood at the entrance of the teaching building to confront Fucheng.
"The whole world knows that I like you, can you say something?"
Fucheng looked at the cute and slightly arrogant girl in front of him without saying a word.
Just when Jian Siyi thought that her first confession in life would end in failure,
Fucheng reached out and shook off the snowflakes on her hat.
Say softly "Yeah, I know."
By the way, he put his hand on the top of her head, gently rubbed her hair, turned around and left.
The cold air mixed with the tenderness of touching her head made Jian Siyi freeze in place.
Slowly turning his head to look at his friend, "Does he like me?"
The friend was angry and sighed, "Jian Siyi, you're done."
Purpose: The emotions in high school are sincere and valuable