To The Lovely You

   There were more and more tears, Su Rourou stopped and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. The setting sun elongated her figure, looking so weak and helpless.

  Ke Shaoze stopped and looked at her with a hoarse voice: "Brother Rou...don't cry!"

   When he said this, he anxiously took out his trousers pocket, but found that he forgot to bring a tissue.

   Seeing that Su Rourou's little face was covered with tears, he raised his hand and stroked her cheek...

   However, just when his fingertips were about to touch her cheek, a pair of slender hands suddenly pulled Su Rou Rou away.

  I saw Luo Yichen with a solemn expression, took out a soft tissue, and gently wiped away the tears on Su Rourou's face.

  Su Rou Rou was crying so sadly, so she just let him wipe it like that. She suddenly felt that Luo Yichen's embrace was actually quite warm... Although he always called her an idiot, he always showed up when she needed help the most.

   "Let's go, MissRen has gone back. I'll ask the driver to come and pick you up." His other hand patted her back lightly.

   "Yes." Su Rourou replied vaguely, she just wanted to go home immediately, close the door and cover her under the quilt. I didn't see anyone, didn't say a word, just stayed like this quietly.

   Luo Yichen put his arms around her shoulders and led her forward.

  Su Rourou seemed to have lost consciousness, and followed his steps forward mechanically.

  Ke Shaoze stood there blankly, watching their backs go away, a feeling that he couldn't even tell what he was in his heart surged.

When    arrived at the door, Su Rourou just got out of the car, she grabbed Luo Yichen's sleeve and shook it gently.

   "What's wrong?" Luo Yichen frowned and looked down at her.

   "Luo Yichen..." Su Rourou's voice was still full of tears, "Can you... Can you not tell my mother about this?"

  Luo Yichen was stunned and rubbed her hair: "Don't worry, I won't tell you."

   How could she think she would do this? He felt so bad for her that it was too late...

   "Thank you..." Su Rourou whispered thanks, turned around and entered the door.

  Luo Yichen stood there, watching her thin and helpless back disappear behind the gate.

   Ke Shaoze returned home in a state of despair. He didn't even eat dinner, so he locked himself in his room.

   He held the mobile phone in his hand and repeatedly tapped Su Rourou's name in the address book. He rubbed his finger on the dial key several times, but he just didn't have the courage to press it.

   Her emaciated figure in the sunset today, and how she cried so much that it was raining...

Immediately afterwards, some previous clips appeared in her mind one after another. She called and carefully reminded him not to forget to hand in his homework; she patiently explained problems to him every day; she accompany him to chat with him on countless sleepless nights... …

   The strange emotion in his heart seemed to have fermented, filling his entire chest, making him unable to breathe.

   "Brother Rou, I'm sorry..." He whispered to her name on the phone.

  The long eyelashes blinked, and Ke Shaoze suddenly stood up and ran to the door quickly.

   He forgot to change his slippers, so he ran all the way and came to the downstairs of Su Rourou's house.

  Standing under the big tree, he looked at the window of her room through the gap in the leaves.

   There was no light in the window, it was dark, not the warm orange light as usual...

  It was only then that he realized that she had always been the little light that accompanied him in the darkness... Although it was weak, it was enough to warm his heart. (Recently, many of the little angel's messages have been swallowed, and it appears that they have been deleted. What's wrong with not making them...)