After being together for half a year.
It was almost the end of the semester, and the two of them found an empty classroom to study together. Yan Jin slept late the night before, and he was a little tired, so he lay down on the table and fell asleep.
Song Liang looked at the back of Yan Jin's head, and was in a daze for a while in boredom. He suddenly stretched out his hand, parted his hair evenly, smoothed the hair on both sides, and rubbed a small tip at the end.
After a while, Yan Jin woke up and leaned on the back of his chair tiredly. He couldn't sleep well in the classroom, and he was a little irritable.
Song Liang looked at him seriously. His black hair hung down and fell on the side of his face that was as white as transparent. There was no defense in the black pupils that he had just woken up from, looking a little innocent.
"What are you laughing at?" He asked.
"Nothing." Song Liang said.
Yan Jin stood up and went to the bathroom. When he came back, his hair had returned to normal, his expression was smelly, and he had a hint of murderous intent.
"Song Liang." He sat down and said slowly.
Song Liang laughed, knowing that although Yan Jin was speechless, he would not do anything to her.
"Why do you always indulge me so much?" She asked.
"What should I do, because I like you very much." Yan Jin said, "But you don't like me."
"I like you." Song Liang hugged him and buried his neck, "I like you."
Intention: To be determined