That night, Wang Wei leaned in Shen Yuanming's arms, feeling his body temperature and heartbeat, and her heart was filled with warmth and comfort.
"Do you still like me?"
"I like it!"
"Really?"
After letting Wang Wei go, Shen Yuanming stretched out his right hand.
"Hook!"
"Okay, pull the hook!"
Wang Wei also stretched out her left hand and clasped it on Shen Yuanming's little finger.
"Pull the hook, hang yourself, don't change for a hundred years!"
"Keep your word and seal it!"
Wang Wei smiled, very happily. She knew that she had finally waited for this day, the day when Shen Yuanming spoke his true feelings.
Wang Wei and Shen Yuanming's little fingers are tightly intertwined, and the thread of fate seems to connect them together, which also shows that there is a deep relationship between them.
The two rarely took a walk together on the playground, admiring the moonlight together.
At this moment, the surrounding students suddenly started cheering, and everyone took pictures of the sky with their mobile phones.
"Huh?"
Wang Wei and Shen Yuanming were also attracted by the sudden meteor shower. They looked up at the sky together, watching the meteors streak across the night sky, and their hearts were filled with emotion and joy.
Intention: In one thought, thoughts become empty.