To The Lovely You

  Ke Shaoze took it and opened it to see that it was the same earring of the cake bracelet that Su Rourou liked a moment ago.

   "Brother Rou, don't you really like this cake? Why don't I give it to you!" He took the red flannel box and handed it to Su Rou Rou.

   Boys are different from girls. They don't think much about things when they do things. Ke Shaoze didn't realize the harm that his behavior brought to Su Rourou. Of course, he didn't even know what Su Rourou thought of him.

  Su Rourou bit her lower lip tightly and slowly took the box in his hand.

  So, what she got was a gift?

   Actually, she didn't want it. But in front of so many people, she couldn't bear to reject him.

   "Oh, thank you..." Her heart started to hurt again, but there was a bright smile on her face.

   Back at home, Su Rou Rou sat at the desk and stared at the red flannel box for a long, long time...

The orange light from the    table lamp quietly shines on the thin layer of flannel, coating the piece of red with a halo.

   If he really bought this for himself, how good would it be? Too bad it's just a giveaway...

   Finally, she opened the box again, two lovely cake-shaped stud earrings lying on the white cushion, the silver gleaming on the edge.

   stretched out her hand to caress the two cakes, Su Rourou felt a sense of loss in her heart. In fact, she still likes these two earrings. If any boy was changed, she would immediately rush to grab it without waiting for him to speak. He will still shout: "Give me the gift! It's useless for you to keep it anyway!"

  However, when the same thing is sent by different people, the effect is completely different.

   After sitting for a while, she stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

   When she came out of the shower, she was careful to dress neatly, instead of putting on a nightdress without wearing a vest as in the past.

   Because, she had a hunch: Luo Yichen, this guy, will definitely come tonight.

   Sure enough, as soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she saw a slender figure.

   But this time, instead of lying on the bed like before, he leaned against the desk, playing with the flannel box in his hand.

   Seeing her coming out, Luo Yichen raised his eyes slightly and stopped playing. His bangs fell low, casting a shadow around his eyes, making it impossible for her to see his expression at the moment.

   "He gave you this thing?"

  His voice sounded calm, but Su Rourou trembled involuntarily.

   "Yes...Yes." She didn't know why she always stuttered when facing Luo Yichen today, and even felt a little guilty.

  Luo Yichen was suddenly silent, and the whole room seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds on his face. In the air is the low pressure before the storm.

  Su Rourou looked up at him cautiously, and then added in a hopeless sentence: "Yes...it's a gift from An Yirou's gift."

   Who knows, it's okay if she doesn't say so, Luo Yichen raised her eyes suddenly, the dark eyes burning with anger.

   "Gift?" He repeated these two words through gritted teeth, and threw the flannel box out of the window, then stared into Su Rourou's eyes and said, "You want this kind of thing too!"

   "I..." Su Rourou glanced at the direction where the flannel box disappeared, bit her lower lip hard, and suddenly felt a little sore in her nose.

  Luo Yichen grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look up at herself: "Do you still have any self-esteem? If I were you, I would throw this box away in front of him!"

   When he said this sentence, his heart was also bitter. He regarded it as a girl who held a treasure in his hand, but was treated so casually by other boys! And she still...