Whose High School Is a Coming-of-Age Tragedy?

Wang Feifei looked me up and down, sucked in a sharp breath, and turned my face toward her. "Oh my god, don't tell me you've fallen for Lin Qiaoran."

It's so hot. My mouth suddenly went dry, and I saw stars. I gave her a shove. "Don't talk nonsense."

That night, I had a dream. I dreamed I had Lin Qiaoran propped against the railing at the stairwell landing, her arms and legs wrapped around me.

I found a moment to say, "Your mouth really does taste like orange Fanta."

Her lips glistened as she lowered her head and bumped my chin with the top of her head. "Don't make fun of me."

I smiled and covered her mouth with mine again, licking it like a lollipop. I whispered, "I wouldn't dare. I wouldn't dare."

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