Zhang Jiangxia was wearing a black jacket and gray sweatpants, leaning on the armrest. She had one hand in her pocket and the other hand holding her mobile phone, looking at it boredly. Mou Jinqing approached without raising her eyes: "What do you want from me?"
Mou Jinqing looked at the strange and familiar man in front of her, the man she had pushed away time and time again.
She opened her hands, but perhaps because she was afraid of being rejected, her eyes avoided looking at him: "Give me a hug."
This time, he put his cell phone in his pocket, looked up at her, and replied in a arrogant tone: "I'll charge for it." After saying that, Zhang Jiangxia walked down the stairs, stopped Mou Jinqing's waist with one hand, and pressed her head into his neck with the other.
The familiar taste and feeling made Zhang Jiangxia excited in her heart. Although her strength tightened, she still said firmly after a moment of hugging, "I've hugged her a lot." As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed the warmth in her arms.
She cried.
All the interest in teasing her just now disappeared from his body.
He didn't let go of her, he just put the hand on his head and stroked her back, and said in as gentle a voice as possible: "What's wrong? You're too lonely alone, right?" The man in his arms nodded.
With a cry in her voice, Mou Jinqing tightened her hands on his shoulders, as if she wanted to embed herself in his arms. After so long, Zhang Jiangxia's embrace was still her safe haven.
Zhang Jiangxia lowered her head and kissed Mou Jinqing's hair. At the same time, she tightened the hand on her waist and whispered, "You have me."
Intention: The sincere and rare feelings in campus.