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Xu Qinghuai surrounded her in a corner, and the wolf refused to let the little sheep go.
His lips curled up slightly, and his peach blossom eyes squinted, becoming even more charming. "Chen Shu," there was a weak smile in his voice, "it's been four days, you should answer me."
The broken hair behind her ears fell down, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.
"I'm sorry," she lowered her head and her voice was much lower, "Just wait until I grow up."
He sneered lightly, the corners of his mouth curved up, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. "How long do you want to play with me?" Chen Shu raised his head when he heard the sound but did not speak. The little mouth that had lost its beauty was so frightened that it tightened even more.
She is afraid.
Afraid that he would eat her.
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Chen Shu leaned against the traffic light pole as if paralyzed, her eyes darkened. The light from the street lamp shone on her, making her look petite and helpless.
Everything is getting messier...
The whispers in her ears made her feel that the world was so ridiculous.
Yes, this world is really ridiculous.
She looked at the boy opposite, who was holding other girls in his arms. Warm lights illuminate them.
Maybe they are more suitable.
Yeah?
No.
Xu Qinghuai, just say goodbye like this.
*
Chen Shu tugged at the corner of Xu Qinghuai's sleeve and softly squeezed out the words that came to his lips: "I like you."
He heard it and stopped. The wind is blowing. The hair on his forehead moved, and so did the boy's heart.
This time it was different, warm and sincere, all in it.
He smiled, and the wind in the whole world was gentle.
——His youthful feeling.
*
-"I've always liked you."
-"Yeah."
*
Chen Shu stood in the wind, his disheveled hair being blown around.
He stood there without making any move.
"The luckiest thing about me is probably that I didn't choose to give up on you."
Her voice was so soft that the sound of the wind drowned it out.
Xu Qinghuai heard it, he really heard it. He responded: "Thank you."
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Nice girl x angry boy
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Messy text
Intention: Finished