How much does she like Genki?

She never thought about it deeply, but she enjoyed every moment with him, where she could find happiness easily, she would unconsciously raise the corners of her mouth, forgetting all the unhappiness and stress.

He liked her, and she always knew it, from the first day of school......

It was raining outside the window, and she sorted out her books and was the last student to leave the classroom.

Walking in the empty corridor, the rain was falling heavily, crackling on the window of the corridor, she saw a tall and thin figure running along the eaves between the buildings outside the window, very fast, the funny thing is that he has an umbrella in his hand, but he does not open it......

The rain was heavy, and she didn't see the boy's face clearly, but she thought it was a little funny, thinking that this boy was very stupid, what a weirdo.

But I didn't expect to meet him downstairs, because he ran too fast, his trousers were splashed with muddy water stains, and his school uniform was mostly wet, but he was a little surprised that his hairstyle was very neat, as if he had just been taken care of.

He said, "Do you need an umbrella?" His voice pretended to be low, and he pretended to be handsome and cool, but he accidentally blushed, and even he didn't notice it.

She smiled in her heart, thinking that this boy was quite cute.

Later, his umbrella was taken away by the sea of clouds, and they held an umbrella in the heavy rain*, and he intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the childhood anecdotes of the two, which made her feel more cordial.

Xuanmu was the first person she knew in Nanhua who made her feel warm, knocked on the door of her lonely and indifferent heart, and made her closed and lonely heart feel the sunshine.

But at that time, she must not have known that one day, she would like him.

Or maybe she never thought that one day the person she fell in love with would be a boy like Xuanmu.

Silly. Some are childish, stubborn, and self-centered, diametrically opposed to her personality.

But people's feelings are like this, and they will slowly grow in the bits and pieces of life. Naturally, there is mutual affection.

Every morning, he would pretend to meet her in the school playground as an early student.

When the weather is cold, he will take out the hot stuffed coffee from his arms and hand it to him, smiling brightly, and shining on the hearts of the people.

Afterward. He taught her how to play the piano, walking one after the other in the night-shrouded campus, chatting without a word.

In the autumn rain, he was afraid that she would get caught in the rain, send her an umbrella, and clothe her with clothes. Afraid of soiling her shoes, carry her over......

She was bullied, he comforted her, taught her to 'not fight', and bought her popsicles.

They participated in the drama club together, met Yunhai and Xia Mo, worked hard to rehearse the drama together, and also messed up the drama together.

The four of them were fighting. copied each other's homework and were caught cleaning on the rooftop...... Teasing and laughing at each other, frolicking and playing. Inseparable.

So, at some point, when she found out, he had already broken into her world, and he would constantly appear in her field of vision, telling funny jokes to tease her. will deliberately anger her, will pull her hair and call her name. The eyes are doting and gentle.

The feelings he brought to her were varied, sometimes like a brother. Sometimes he is like a father, but more often he is like a child who will never grow up, with an innocent and bright smile, as beautiful and warm as the sun.

Occasionally, just occasionally, in front of him, her heart would beat fast without warning and she would blush.

Will pay attention to his image, quietly arrange his hair, and occasionally look out the window...... There was a black piece of paper on the glass, and she told others that she was afraid of being exposed to the sun, but in fact she was cautiously peeking at him sitting in the last row from the reflection of the glass.

Except for *OSS's class, he is either sleeping or in a daze, and occasionally lying on the table secretly reading comic books out of boredom.

She knew that he wore size 43 basketball shoes, she knew that he had grown 3 centimeters taller this year, she knew that he hated carrots the most, he liked to eat sweet things, ice cream, cakes, cola, he liked meat, he hated vegetables, like a child.

She also knows that the great man he admires the most is *, likes to watch the machine the most, and has a whole set of slam dunk character dolls at home......

He can play the piano, play the guitar, play the drums, weave all kinds of animals from straw, and carry a bracelet made of straw rope all year round.

She didn't mean to gather information about him, but she would remember everything he said, consciously or unconsciously, as long as she closed her eyes, she could see what he looked like, and even walked with him holding hands in her dreams.

The happiest thing every morning is to wait for him in the playground early, inexplicably looking forward to it, inexplicably excited, inexplicably excited......

I like it! I guess I like it!

She doesn't know what kind of relationship can be considered 'really like', and what kind of relationship can be qualified to be called 'love'!

She only knew that even if they met every day, she would still look forward to or miss him, and would repeatedly recall a qiē related to him in the dead of night, like a book, obviously read it many times, but still want to read it, indulging in the joy of reading.

His smile, his playfulness, his teasing and humor...... He has long been carved into her life, and he will be smirked at for a while at night because of his casual action during the day, a joke.

She is conceited that she is rational enough, objective enough, and sober enough.

But she always made a mistake in front of him again and again, couldn't control her feelings, would make trouble with him, and felt hurt by his unintentional words, even if she knew that he was unintentional.

That's right! Since meeting Xuanmu, Yanran's world has become colorful and happy, but it has also become more fragile.

Like a snail, it has removed its heavy shell, removed all its burdens and defenses, and gained ease and freedom.

But because of the loss of the shell to protect themselves, if they are injured, they will definitely be fatal.

Xuanmu took her hand and walked in the green grassland, all kinds of last night made the two of them a little embarrassed, Yanran pretended that she didn't remember anything, but all kinds of scenes that made people blush and heartbeat kept flashing in her mind, and she felt remorseful, no wonder Xuanmu was going to hit her forehead, it really deserved.

The morning air is good, inhaled into the lungs cool, fresh and refreshing.

He seemed to be in a good mood. I didn't say a word about yesterday's events, with a smile on my face, bright and pleasant, and the hearts of those who watched it were warm.

They interlocked their fingers, he said. Lovers are holding hands like this, she is silent, let him.

She remembered the song he had written to her yesterday, and hummed it, and he looked at her in some surprise for a long time, and tilted his head. looked at him mischievously and said, "It's not out of tune!" Wan Er smiled.

The smile on his face gradually showed an upward trend, and then he touched her head, his eyes doting: "It's not out of tune, my Yan'er sings better than me." ”

She liked him to call her Yan'er, and no one ever called her that. Yan'er, Yan'er, only he called it. Even the voice is soft and beautiful, and when you listen to it, you will bloom with clusters of flowers and a piece of sunshine in your heart.

She likes to walk hand in hand, she likes his hugs, she likes to have a conversation without a word, without a theme. Say whatever comes to mind, and your heart is filled with something, calm and comfortable. Happiness is indifferent.

He stopped abruptly and looked at her, his eyes flashing with mischievousness.

"Yan'er, I'll show you palmistry!" He said, and then spread out her palm and looked at it carefully for a while, quite a little bit.

"It's amazing! Your life is too good, isn't it? I will definitely be able to find a particularly good husband in the future...... Let me pinch my fingers and do the math! He said with an exaggerated expression. A posture of pretending to be a ghost.

"He's very close to you, and the two of you are very close to each other. The most important thing is that he is very prosperous......" he half-closed his eyes. Carefully observe Yan Ran's expression.

Yanran's face was full of suspicion, I had heard of Wangfuyun, but it was the first time I heard of Wang's wife's luck, make it up, just make it up!

"That person is probably as tall as you, looks like you, like a pig, loves cakes and ice cream, and even has the same name as you, called Nangong Xuanmu, right?" She really can't stand it, exposing his lies, when will she change to a god stick again, it's really a toss-up.

"......" Xuanmu was speechless.

Pig! She called him a pig! Where does he look like a pig, is there a pig that looks so handsome?

"If I were a pig, you would be a pig's daughter-in-law!" He thought for a long time and opened his mouth to fight back.

"Who's your daughter-in-law!" Her face was slightly red, with red flowers blooming on her cheeks.

"Hey! I didn't want to say it, you forced me, you ...... yesterday"

"Ahh Yes! Yes! I can't hear, I can't hear! She covered her ears, pretended to be deaf and dumb, her face was flushed, and she ran far away.

Xuanmu was secretly happy in his heart on the side, Xiao Nizi was shy, it seemed that she didn't really remember.

"Little drunkard!" Looking at her back, he doted on him, the sun shone on his beautiful face, it was extremely dazzling, he didn't chase her, he just looked at her for a while, his eyes were sincere and gentle, as if he couldn't see her enough.

The drunk Yanran is honest and cute, shedding layers of defense and disguise, facing her emotions honestly, not shy, careless, bold and brave, maybe that's the real Yanran.

also made him realize that she liked her no less than him.

She is such a character, delicate and calm, more cautious than anyone else in the face of emotions, she is not good at expressing her liking for him, but it does not mean that her liking will be inferior to him.

When she shouted into the night sky, "I like Xuanmu, all in the world, I like Nangong Xuanmu the most!" He was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Their love is presented in different forms, her love is quiet and forbearing, and his love is passionate and intense......

The funny thing is that they didn't know that they were so in love at that time.

Love has long been pierced into each other's bone marrow, love and hate are connected, joy and sorrow go hand in hand.

Youth is like this, in your most beautiful years, feed you a dose of poison, sweet and beautiful, will change the color of the whole world at will with your imagination and thoughts, and even mistakenly think that you can change the world and fate.

As everyone knows, all these qiē are like a game of chess, someone is playing, and they are just one of the chess pieces, and all the dreams are just illusions before seeing the blood and sealing the marquis.

"I also like Yan'er, all day long, I like Gu Yanran the most." He looked at her back and muttered, his eyes full of sincere tenderness. (To be continued)

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