To The Lovely You

   Feeling the familiar temperature in his palm, Su Rourou's heart beat violently, her fair face was stained with a touch of powder without knowing it, and even her neck was a little red.

   For a while, it seemed that all the noise around them had left them, as if there were only the two of them left here. Su Rou Rou didn't look back, she just stared blankly at the big hand covering her small hand, countless beautiful memories flooded into her heart at this moment.

   In her freshman year, she often came to the library to dress up as literary youth, flip through novels and drink coffee. And every time, Luo Yichen quietly held her hand and accompanied her. How many sunny afternoons, they sat quietly on the bench beside the window like this, leaning against each other and basking in the sun. They didn't need too many words, but they could feel each other's most real heartbeats.

   At that time, time seemed to be wasted. They could sit like this all afternoon in silence, and then leave hand in hand when the library closes.

  The spring afternoon sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the library and shines on the rows of bookshelves, casting shadow after shadow on the ground. After an unknown amount of time, Su Rou Rou finally pulled away from her memory, trying to pull her hand away from his.

   But Luo Yichen's grip was so tight that she couldn't move at all.

   Aware of her resistance, Luo Yichen also put his other hand on the bookshelf, trapping her whole body inside, leaving her nowhere to escape.

   "Rourou..." He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his warm breath blowing across her neck.

   Hearing these two most familiar words, Su Rourou's nose suddenly became sour, and her chest hurt again.

   Time seems to be slowly flowing backwards with the sound of "soft" at that moment...

   Seeing that she didn't resist any longer, Luo Yichen's lips rubbed lightly beside her ear, and moved closer to her cheek bit by bit.

   At the same time, the hand he had placed on her hand supported her face, making it slightly angled towards him...

  Just like that, his lips got closer and closer to hers... He could even feel her sweet breath lingering on the tip of his nose.

   However, in the next second, he only felt a sharp pain in the soles of his feet, and could not help but let out a muffled groan. He jumped back a few steps, and his back hit the bookshelf.

   It turned out that it was Su Rourou who stomped on him when he closed his eyes and wanted to kiss her!

   Looking at Luo Yichen, who was caught off guard against the bookshelf, his face full of unbearable pain, Su Rourou's mouth curled into a successful smile, and then she walked away with a cold snort.

  This idiot is really getting smarter and smarter now, and it's getting harder and harder to deceive. Luo Yichen sighed in frustration, a pair of deep phoenix eyes first darkened, then brightened again...

   Su Rourou did not leave the library until the sun went down. Holding a dozen books she just borrowed in her hand, she walked slowly on the path by the lake.

  The spring breeze blew across the lake, blowing up the long hair that was scattered around her side, and also blowing her heart that had been frozen for many years...

   Fresh and sweet temperament, coupled with a few "spiritual food" in her arms, her image of a young literary woman has successfully attracted a large number of boys to approach.

   It was only a short ten-minute walk from the library to the school gate, and 22 boys came to talk to her one after another.