confession today

Chapter 80
The heartbeat of young people is always a bit awkward. For some teenagers, their liking may be proved by teasing the person they like.

The same is true of Yang Cheng.

As the sun set and the afterglow fell, the girl's slender body was bathed in the orange-red afterglow. She raised her eyes to look at Yang Cheng, and indifferently rejected his sudden confession: "But I don't like you."

"Why?" Yang Cheng asked incomprehensibly, "It's fine if you reject Yu Sui, why do you still reject me!"

"When did I reject Yu Sui?"

Cheng Suiran frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, please, and don't pester me anymore. If I don't like you, I don't like you."

"Don't you know I like you?"

Yang Cheng suddenly became emotional. He stood up and walked in front of her, put his hands on the table and looked at her, and said eagerly: "Can't you feel it? I like you! I have liked you since the first year of high school. You, from the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you!"

Hearing this, the girl was stunned.

She stared blankly at the young man in front of her, with surprise and panic flashing across her eyes. After a while, she pressed her pink lips tightly and said softly, "I don't like you, so don't like me."

Hearing this, Yang Cheng's eyes turned red: "Why, is it wrong for me to like you? Why do you have to reject me? Where am I worse than Yu Sui?!"

Cheng Suiran shook his head, his voice was small but firm, and told him slowly and clearly: "It's not wrong, but I don't like you, so I have to firmly reject you."

"So you still like Yu Sui now?" Yang Cheng said unwillingly: "The college entrance examination is coming soon, so what if you try it with me, I will definitely treat you well."

"..."

Cheng Suiran's face suddenly turned cold, and she watched calmly: "I have someone I like, and that person is not Yu Sui. Don't talk nonsense from now on."

She said, pursed her lips, and continued: "Also, I think we still need to focus on learning."

Yang Cheng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, gave her a hard look, and ran away angrily.

Cheng Suiran ignored him and concentrated on solving the problem, but she was not in a good mood.

She hated Yang Qiao, but she didn't expect that he would like her, and it was from the first year of high school, which made her feel panic.

In her feeling, liking someone means caring for her tenderly, but Yang Cheng is just the opposite. He often bullies her, mocks her every day, and even deliberately knocks her down during a lunch break, giving her a hard time. She made trouble, made her think he hated her.

This kind of bad behavior really annoyed her, so it never occurred to her that he still liked her.

This made her feel very shocked, but at the same time worried, she was afraid that Yang Cheng would find an opportunity to take revenge on her.

Cheng Suiran sighed, picked up his pen and continued to do his homework.

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After school in the evening, Cheng Suiran walked towards the school gate with his schoolbag on his back. As soon as he stepped out of the school gate, he was attracted by a familiar figure.

It was Li Qizhi.

She was about to run to his side with joy on her face, but at this moment the schoolbag strap was suddenly pulled by a person behind her.

"Cheng Suiran, do you accept the love letter?"

Yang Cheng tugged on the strap of her schoolbag, which was very eye-catching in the crowded campus.

This behavior was too ambiguous, and the students passing by looked sideways at the two of them, and someone stared at Cheng Suiran and whispered, she became angry with embarrassment: "Let go!"

Yang Cheng clenched his schoolbag tightly, stared at her stubbornly, and asked stubbornly, "Will you take it?"

Cheng Suiran struggled for a moment, and finally compromised: "I'll take it, you let me go first."

But before the boy was happy, he was interrupted by a cold boy: "Of course, come here."

Li Qizhi stood in the center of the crowd with a distant expression, and his dark and deep pupils seemed to contain the loneliness of a thousand mountains and snow at dusk.

He looked at the girl not far away with a cold tone.

Seeing him, Yang Cheng frowned, and said displeasedly: "Who are you, you don't have to worry about me and Cheng Suiran!"

The young man has never experienced any big storms, and always naively thinks that the world belongs to him, and everyone should revolve around him, but he does not know that the world is so big that he is not allowed to act recklessly.

It's like the man in front of him has never put him in his eyes.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the man was wearing a navy blue short sweater and a black woolen coat. He looked extraordinarily noble and proud.

Li Qizhi didn't even look at him, he just said indifferently: "Let go."

These two words caused the surrounding air to drop suddenly, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, Yang Cheng couldn't help but let go of his hand.

Cheng Suiran broke free from the shackles and quickly ran to Li Qizhi's side, took his arm, and called him softly, "Brother."

Yang Cheng froze on the spot, staring blankly at the intimate interaction between the two, and it took him a while to recover, his eyes flashed with pain and jealousy.

It turned out that his competitor was not Yu Sui from the very beginning, but this seemingly gentle man in front of him.

Compared with such an outstanding and mature man, how could he have any hope? Thinking of this, the boy lowered his eyebrows and his eyes turned red.

His three-year secret love, the irreplaceable goddess in his heart, was completely snatched away today, but he had nothing to say. Cheng Suiran was the gentle goddess recognized by the boys in their fourth class. Who doesn't want to chase her, he thought that his usual careful thinking would attract her attention, but he didn't think that he lost at the starting line.

The car was driving on the road, and a few stars were scattered in the night sky.

"Of course." Li Qizhi glanced at the person beside him, and asked meaningfully, "What are you holding in your hand?"

Cheng Suiran then cast his eyes on the letter, remembering the appearance of the boy when he confessed to her, and sighed softly: "It's a love letter, from Yang Cheng."

She said, paused for a few seconds, raised her eyes to look at the night scene flying by outside the window, was quite distressed, and murmured: "I didn't expect that he actually liked me. I always thought he hated me." .”

"love letter?"

The car stopped steadily at the door of the restaurant, and he led her into the restaurant.

After he finished ordering, Cheng Suiran's story was just finished. She looked at him and let out a sad sigh: "Brother, what do you think I should do now?"

A faint light flashed in Li Qizhi's eyes, his slender jade-like fingers tapped on the table, and he muttered: "Let me read that letter."

"En." Cheng Suiran didn't think much, and reached out to hand him the letter.

Li Qizhi opened the envelope, and the young man's wanton handwriting came into view.

【My gentle goddess, this is the third year I have liked you. After the college entrance examination is over, can you be my girlfriend? I will definitely treat you well. 】

In just a few short words, the secret love in the young man's heart was vividly expressed.

When Li Qizhi saw this, the corners of his mouth curled into an indistinct arc. He raised his head and looked at the restless girl sitting across from him: "You are his gentle goddess."

(End of this chapter)