He was standing beside me, and he put his left arm around my shoulder and embraced me into his arms.

The person I was thinking about a second ago suddenly appeared in my eyes, and I was stunned for a moment. He's so tall, I can only see his beautiful chin when I look up, and he squints and smiles evilly.

He said, "Why don't you walk with long eyes, and you don't know how to hide when others hit you?" Seeing that you are so depressed, it can't be that you haven't seen me for a few days, miss me, right? ”

His mind was debunked, and I was immediately annoyed and angry.

I glared at him and turned away.

But he said "green light", and his big palm came to take my little hand and led me step by step across the road.

Looking at the shadows of me on the ground, feeling the warmth of his palms, somehow, my eyes turned red, and I felt a little aggrieved.

How could he do that?

Obviously, he came to provoke me first, but when he wanted to see me, he smiled at me and stalked me, and when he didn't want to see me, he disappeared for a few days in a row, and he didn't even say hello. After meeting, he still went his own way, without a word of explanation.

Thinking about it, I feel ridiculous, what qualifications do I have to care about him, I am not his... What people.

When I crossed the street, I quickly shook off his hand and walked forward with my head down.

He said in the back, "Xia Tong, why are you unhappy, so let's treat you to dinner at noon?" ”

Hmph, he's my little girl, and he wants to coax me when he invites me to dinner?

I walked into the local restaurant, and he followed, and he sat behind me.

When the boss put the noodles in front of me, I lowered my head and two tears fell in.

This bastard, he's always just teasing me, saying that the person who invited me to dinner, he didn't even sit with me!

Before he moved the chopsticks, he heard a girl next door whispering, they peeked at him, and said excitedly, "Wow, is that the xxx senior in the third year of high school, really as handsome as the legend." ”

"Yes, it's more handsome than the male stars on TV, I like it so much."

As they spoke, two more girls came in the local restaurant, and when they saw him, they immediately ran up to talk to him, "Senior, can we have a table with you?" ”

I couldn't eat any more, so I put my chopsticks on the table and ran out.

He also ran out, and he pulled my arm, "Xia Tong, what's wrong with you, why don't you eat it?" ”

I shook him off hard, "You bastard, I hate you, don't follow me in the future." ”

He was visibly stunned and stunned, and I ran away.

I hid in a corner where no one was crying for a while, I really hated that big carrot, how could he provoke so many girls, am I just one of them?

I hate myself like this, when did I become so sentimental and shed tears for that bastard at every turn.

……

He hadn't followed me in a few days, and I don't know if it scared him away that day.

If he gives up so easily, it won't be worth liking. But if he doesn't run, I'll consider being nicer to him in the future.

But today I met him.

He was riding a bicycle with a very beautiful girl in the back.

They talked and laughed all the way, and then the two passed by a flower pond, the girl pointed to a peony in the flower pond and asked him to pick it, he should not be willing, the girl pinched it directly on his waist, he leaned over and picked the flower, and gave it to her.

I didn't have any idea at the time, I just wanted to take out a piece of paper, write five big words on it, "Please take care of the flowers and plants", and paste it behind them.

I was quite annoyed because I followed them like a fool.

I don't know how I spent this day, but the teacher asked me to memorize English texts, and I opened my mouth to say "Ihateyou", which was full of jokes, and even the teacher shook his head in disappointment with me.

He came in the evening, he rode the burgundy bicycle, and did a good trick around in front of me before stopping, he patted the back seat, "Xia Tong, do you like this bicycle, I bought it for you, you don't have to walk at night in the future, I will carry you." ”

Phew, this liar with a mouth full of lies!

He just picked up other girls this morning, and gave her peonies, and now he's lying to me again!

At that time, I was really angry, and the love that had been in place for a few days broke out, and I said, "Do you know how annoying you are, I said I didn't want to see you, and you brazenly followed me." I think you're just a gentleman, you don't learn all day long, you like to go out and cheat on girls when you have nothing to do, I look down on you! ”

As soon as my words fell, he made an astonishing move.

He... He turned out... One palm clasped the back of my head, bowed his head and kissed me.

His lips were so soft, the warm breath spread on the wings of my nose, and the clear masculinity of his body, I felt that my legs were about to fall as soon as they were weak.

He threw the bike directly and grabbed my waist with the palm of his hand, he tossed my lips a few times, and he... He opened his mouth to bite me, stuck out his tongue and licked my lips, and finally sucked hard.

And I could only reach out and grab his collar and open my eyes at his thick and beautiful eyelashes.

Finally he let go of me, and I came to my senses.

I covered my lips and ran.

When I got home, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself for a long time, my face was red, my heart was beating faster, I blamed him for his frivolity, but the corners of my mouth were dyed with a smile.

Fingers passed over his lips, the palpitations and tremors were still there, and there was a strange ... It is similar to the feeling of numbness, the limbs are weak, and now I don't even have the strength to hold a pen.

That scoundrel, I should have slapped him in the face.

If I don't hit him, will he think I'm a very random girl, will he suspect it's not mine... First kiss?

I think I'm in love with him.

Although he and his father are two different types of people, liking is liking. This is the first time I like other boys besides my father, the first time I shed tears for boys, the first time I was moved by boys, and the first time I started to look forward to... Looking forward to having him every day in the future.

However, I am too young to do anything at the age of 16, I can't make promises, and I can't afford to be happy with each other.

And what the book says is too easy to get, often will not be cherished.

So, hey, XXX, can you wait for me? When I'm 18 years older. Of course, the premise is that you have to clean yourself, don't get twisted with other girls, and only concentrate on me.

……

In the blink of an eye, winter has gone to spring, and the annual Valentine's Day has arrived.

I don't know what I'm constantly looking out the window, even though I've been looking around for a semester, expecting him to come to me and wait for him to take me home.

In my anticipation, he was late for the evening.

He held a pot of roses in his arms, and the roses were as red as fire, and they were so delicate that when he rushed to me, I peeked at them and counted them, nine in all.

Nine flowers represent eternity.

I love the moral of that.

But what I care about is not his gift, but his... Vindicate.

Although he has been sending me home and has been doing things to me, girls need a sense of security and an identity, especially like him... Attractive boys.

He came to me, holding flowers in both hands and offering treasures as if he had to hand them to me, "Xia Tong, this is the rose I cultivated with my own hands, do you like it, if you like it, you can take it." ”

What, shouldn't his line be that this rose was specially cultivated for me by him, and he begged me to accept it? If he doesn't hang on to his son, will he die if he says sweet words?

I said, "I don't want it!" ”

So he pushed the rose into my arms, and although I was prepared for his movements, the pot was so heavy that I almost fell.

He was already standing in front of me, he looked at me with burning eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand to me.

I turned my face sideways, but even I felt a little reluctant to resist this slight struggle, and his big palm directly touched my face.

He rubbed my cheek carefully, leaned over, and he pressed against the tip of my nose across a pot of flowers, and his low voice was touching and gentle, "Xia Tong, I like you, okay to be my girlfriend?" ”

This is his confession to me!

At that time, my whole body was soft, my mind was full of his breath and words, his rough palm touched my cheek a little painful and itchy, I bit my lip, but did not answer.

He looked at me, closed his eyes, and wanted to kiss me.

His body covered me and blocked all my world, and his perfect silhouette was in sight, and at that moment, I thought I was willing.

When I was about to close my eyes, I saw two people, my mother and my aunt.

Seeing them coming from my side scared my soul away. I quickly stretched out a hand to push him, but the flower pot was so heavy that I couldn't hold it with one hand, and the flower pot shattered to the ground in an instant.

Ignoring his feelings, I turned around and ran into the alley behind.

When I came out, my mother and aunt were gone, and he was gone.

I walked over to the broken pot and crouched down. I don't know what he thinks, how can anyone send flowers and porcelain flower pots, doesn't he know how to change to a light plastic flower pot?

How stupid!

I picked up the roses on the ground and took them home, and I planted them in the garden in front of my room. I don't know if he's angry, after all, it's something he nurtured with his own hands.

Well, well, tomorrow I will go to the flower market with my mother to buy rose seeds, and he will give me a pot, and I will give him a garden next year.

Didn't he say that he would come to my house when he was free?

……

I was going to participate in the piano competition in the past two days, and he handed me a score of "Xianglun Light Rain".

Oh, I heard that this is a love song, and it is widely used in weddings, what is he thinking in his head, or am I thinking too much?

In the past few days, I have nothing to do with the piano at home, and the score is very simple, and I will be familiar with it after practicing it twice. My eyes keep looking at the other half of the keys, isn't he going to play with me?

Touching his fingertips to the keys, imagining his fingers beating actively, a boy like him playing the piano must be too... Let's be in style.