To The Lovely You

  The curvature of Luo Yichen's lips became wider and wider. He lowered his eyes, hiding the smile in his eyes: "Why, aren't you afraid of being misunderstood by others? Don't you really like riding in my car?"

  The wind was getting stronger and stronger, mixed with the smell of rain, and their hair and clothes were messed up by the wind.

   "This... I don't have any! You misunderstood!" Su Rou Rou rolled her eyes, her voice softer, "Besides, you are on the way anyway, so please do me a favor, okay?"

  Luo Yichen didn't say good or bad, just maintained his parking position.

  Su Rourou looked at his expressionless face for a while, wondering whether he agreed or disagreed? But based on what she knew about him, he didn't say that he disagreed, that was acquiescence!

   So, she cheekily jumped into the back seat of Luo Yichen's car, and said lightly, "Come on, it's going to rain!"

  Luo Yichen rode forward unhurriedly, so anxious that Su Rourou urged again: "Please, can you ride faster?"

   "You are too heavy!" Luo Yichen's voice came from the wind, with some dissatisfaction and complaints.

   "You are talking nonsense, why am I so heavy!" Su Rourou looked at her slender arms and calves.

"You are obviously very fat, and you brought an extra schoolbag!" Luo Yichen frowned, thinking that she was holding another boy's schoolbag in her arms, he became unhappy for a while, and his tone became more and more vicious, "I think I'm slow ? Give you two choices: one is to drop yourself, and the other is to drop someone's schoolbag!"

   "I don't want it! I don't choose either!" Su Rourou hugged the schoolbag tightly in her hand, playing a rogue. If she had to choose, she might really choose to throw herself away.

  Luo Yichen rode more slowly, almost at the speed of a turtle.

   Even an old grandmother who was walking on crutches and trembling as she walked passed them.

  The grandmother turned back and looked at them with contempt.

   Luo Yichen's face was calm, but Su Rourou's face was black.

  Why every time she takes Luo Yichen's car, she feels like she is in a thief's car?

  Finally, one second before the rainstorm poured down from the sky, the bicycle stopped firmly at the door of Su Rourou's house.

  Su Rourou looked at the heavy rain in the sky, exhaled a long breath, and muttered to herself: "It's okay, the schoolbag is not wet."

   When she said this, she unconsciously patted Ke Shaoze's schoolbag in her arms.

  Luo Yichen's mind came up with the scene in the past when she put her schoolbag on her head to keep out the rain when she asked her to bring her schoolbag.

   In the cold phoenix eyes, a cold light flashed.

   He can still clearly remember the water droplets that fell from the edge of his schoolbag.

   The water droplets in his memory, drop by drop, cold and cold, fell on his heart.

  Su Rourou was unaware of the storm in his eyes, turned around and said "thank you" to him, and wanted to enter the room.

   Suddenly, Luo Yichen directly pushed the bicycle to the ground, stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

  Su Rourou turned back in astonishment and met Luo Yichen's angry eyes. Only then did she realize later that his eyes were spitting fire, and the scorching gaze almost burned her.

   "What...what?" Although he didn't know why he suddenly got angry again, he made her feel a little scared.

  Luo Yichen was born with a strong aura. When he got angry, she was always intimidated by him.

   He grabbed the schoolbag from her hand without any reason, and threw it on the ground, kicking several times.

   There were several more footprints on the khaki schoolbag.

   "You... are you crazy?" Su Rou Rou was dumbfounded, wondering why Luo Yichen was so slapped with Ke Shaoze's schoolbag. Could it be that Ke Shaoze offended him? No wonder he deliberately framed him behind his back and tipped off Han Xuefei.

  Su Rourou hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but Luo Yichen seemed to be even more angry, and kicked the schoolbag on the ground directly.

  Ke Shaoze's schoolbag just fell on the ground where the rain was flowing, soaking little by little.

   Watching the khaki fabric gradually darken, a sneer slowly bloomed on Luo Yichen's lips.

  Su Rourou just wanted to rush into the rain to pick up Ke Shaoze's schoolbag, but was grabbed by Luo Yichen and slammed into his sturdy chest.

"Don't go!" He held her tightly in his arms, and said solemnly, "Why do you treat the same schoolbag differently? Is my status in your mind the same as my schoolbag? "