In the city library, someone got up early in the morning, his eyes were blurred, his chin hit Ji Shu's shoulder, and he muttered: "I'm so sleepy."
Ji Shu felt that his ears could not stop being hot, and the blush spread from his ears to his whole face. He pretended to be calm and leaned into Shao Zhan's ear, saying softly, "Wake up, A-Zhan."
A few stupid hairs on someone's forehead seemed to stand up instantly. He immediately sat up straight with a serious look on his face and said, "You are talking in my ear, it's so itchy."
After saying that, he touched his hot ears uncomfortably and looked at the girl by the window with a smile on his face, whose ears were also red.
Both of them stopped talking. One pretended to write down the study plan assigned today as if nothing had happened, and the other peeked at each other from time to time, suppressing the widening of the corners of his mouth.
It's a summer morning, not too hot, not too noisy, and everything will be fine.
A story of growth and healing between a girl with low self-esteem and a warm boy.
It is probably the kind of story that happens around you and me, with the unique summer sweetness of watermelon, a little sourness of lime, and a little bitterness of black chocolate, it will be good.
(It's not Mary Sue, it doesn't contain industrial saccharin, please feel free to eat it.)
Intention: Follow the warmth and become a better version of yourself.
