The Male Protagonist Asked If Two Cups of Milk Tea Were Enough

Depressed girl × high-spirited boy An ordinary sweet story Later, someone asked Lu Yunqi, "How did you win Duan Jinshu?" Lu Yunqi: "A cup of limited edition milk tea." Everyone: "..." The male and female protagonists met because the heroine transferred to another school. It is a love between a top student and a sports student. The heroine is a top student. Due to policy reasons, Duan Jinshu transferred to City C, an old city, a new school, new mountains and seas, and met different people. Duan Jinshu never knew what it felt like to like someone She has always been a loner, traveling from city to city with her parents, and has no long-term friends. The appearance of a young man is an excellent weapon. I don't know how many young girls have been stolen from their hearts. It makes people dare not forget. He said: "I will accompany you." He said, "You're going to like me." He said: "Although I like you no matter what you look like, I prefer you to be your true self." He said: "Duan Jinshu can only be Duan Jinshu, stop being the good girl his parents say he is." Small Theater The wind poured endlessly into her throat, and the scattered hair blocked her sight from time to time. There was a warm touch in the palm of her hand. The young man's back was steady and tall. There was a faint fragrance of laundry detergent in the scattered wind. It turns out that the pounding heartbeat mentioned in the book is true. Although the corridor was called a corridor, when they reached the end of the corridor, Duan Jinshu felt that the corridor was too short. It was so short that she could not suppress the strange feeling in her heart, and she was still greedy for the warmth of the young man's palm. They stopped at the end of the corridor, where there was light. Through the dim lamp and the bright moonlight, he could clearly see the redness and swelling on the girl's chin, and began to regret inexplicably that he should have removed Xu Yanrui's arms. Duan Jinshu's eyes were red, but she bit her lower lip tightly to hold back and not cry. Her father said that girls must be strong and not shed tears casually. "You can cry if you want. Why are you holding back? Here again..." Pat, pat, the girl's tears were like a flood that finally broke through the shackles, coming fiercely, dripping down her cheeks and onto her collar. "Hey, you..." Lu Yunqi panicked. He dug into his pockets. Damn it, he didn't have the habit of carrying paper with him. Seeing the girl's tears accumulating more and more, he couldn't care less. He rolled up his sleeves to wipe away her tears, but the more he wiped them, the more they became. Duan Jinshu picked up her crystal eyes, and she didn't know whether she was too excited and lost her mind, or was blown away by the wind, and said in a very soft voice: "I want to hug you." The night was very quiet, her words were very clear, and Lu Yunqi's brain immediately short-circuited. After a long time, he still opened his arms slightly. When Duan Jinshu saw this, he threw himself into the boy's arms, causing the boy to take a few steps back. He hugged his waist tightly with his hands, buried his face gently in his neck, and wiped his tears on the boy's shirt. Small Theater 2 After the song ended, the young man leaned into Duan Jinshu's ear and asked, whether intentionally or not, "Does it sound good?" Her cheeks turned red and she looked away stiffly, avoiding eye contact with him, "That sounds good..." There was a smile in his eyes, and his expression was more serious than ever before: "Ajin, I want to know you for the rest of my life." A seventeen-year-old boy is at that age when he is full of energy and arrogance. He dares to express his love in words, regardless of the consequences. At this moment, it is not midsummer, but the burning clouds in the sky are still red and hot. The young man in front of him stood in the dim light of dusk. He said, "Ajin, don't act stupid, I like you." It was like a beam of light shone on her desolate heart, and everything woke up and began to grow wildly. I don't know when I started to like her Maybe it was the first time they met, when she was wearing a vermilion Tang-style Hanfu and asked him how to get to Class 9, the second year of high school; maybe it was the moment when she picked up the corner of her clothes to wipe her tears; maybe it was that heart-pounding hug under the moonlight... He couldn't explain it clearly, and he couldn't understand it. Character Because the heroine frequently changed schools (elementary school four times, junior high school twice, and high school once) and her parents divorced (she followed her father), she had a cold and paranoid personality and extremely poor social skills. The male protagonist is a decent sports student (won the championship in the city basketball game and was admitted early to a key high school). He is a good fighter and is not a school bully, but the school bullies are also afraid of him. Intent: Two-way redemption The early stage of the article was relatively slow, without much ups and downs. Concept: Hot, sincere, youthful campus, redemption, two-way secret love