"When we're done eating, you can come with me to buy clothes."

"That's it, okay."

"Xu Ranran, I've liked you for a long time, be my girlfriend."

Xu Ranran's action of pulling his sleeves made Zhang Dali think about it, and after walking for a while, he saw that Xu Ranran was still gently grabbing his sleeves, as if he was carefully pinching a pair of butterfly wings, which was full of indescribable tenderness, and Zhang Dali, who was churning in his heart, could no longer control the ** in his heart, and said a confession that he had not been able to say for seven years.

The moment the confession was spoken, Zhang Dali felt like an over-inflated tire, hot, swollen and stiff.

His heart was pounding, rapid and sonorous, as if it was about to burst out.

He could hear his own heartbeat and the noise of the streets ringing in his ears, and the sound made his ears warm and his brain a little dizzy.

He felt like he was walking on a river with every step, going with the flow, involuntarily.

He felt like he was walking on cotton, his limbs limp, and he was limp.

He also felt that he was walking on an air cushion, one step east, one step west, one step up, one step down.

At this moment, Zhang Dali felt that he was like a dancing neon sign on the surrounding buildings, flickering and uneasy.

In a short moment, he didn't know how many thoughts flashed through his mind, but there was only one left.

"Promise me." Zhang Dali shouted in his heart.

"Vigorously." Xu Ranran didn't answer immediately, but pulled Zhang Dali's sleeves tighter.

"Huh?" Zhang Dali raised the corners of his mouth calmly, and looked at Xu Ranran gently.

"Are you serious?" Xu Ranran asked, her voice was very soft, but her tone was very deep.

"Hmm." Zhang nodded vigorously, and then he stretched out his left hand and held Xu Ranran's right hand that was tugging on his sleeve into his palm, firm and hard.

Xu Ranran's hands were very soft and slightly hot, like a marshmallow that had been slightly drunk on a warm fire, so that Zhang Dali couldn't help but want to bite into it, no, it was a kiss.

So, he really kissed Xu Ranran, not on his hand, but on her cheek.

After kissing, Zhang Dali was frightened by his abrupt behavior, and his cheeks quickly flushed, which reflected the red light on his side.

Xu Ranran was not surprised by Zhang Dali's bold move, she felt a fleeting touch of warmth on her right cheek, and she turned her head to look at Zhang Dali in surprise.

Zhang Dali had already turned his head away, his eyes fell to the ground, and his expression was cramped and uneasy, like a frightened little animal.

Inexplicably felt that Zhang Dali was very cute at this moment, Xu Ranran couldn't help laughing, giggling laughter dispersed into the cool evening breeze, poured into Zhang Dali's eardrums, and fell into Zhang Dali's heart, just like a gentle hand, soothing all the panic in his heart.

"Ranran, I'm serious." Zhang Dali and Xu Ranran looked at each other, and their tones were as firm as if they were taking an oath.

"I know." Seeing the perseverance in Zhang Dali's eyes, Xu Ranran curled up his right hand held by Zhang Dali and wrapped Zhang Dali's left hand.

"Ranran, I've liked you for a long time." The red light flashed three times and went out, the green light was bright, and he was pushed forward by the flow of people, Zhang Dali lowered his head and leaned into Xu Ranran's ear and said.

"How long?" Xu Ranran gently squeezed Zhang Dali's left hand.

"Seven years, starting from the first semester of your sophomore year of high school sitting behind me." Thinking back to the early autumn of a certain year, Zhang Dali clearly remembers that the sun was full of power in September that year, and he liked to look out the window at that time, because then he could see a beautiful girl with long hair combed back and a fair forehead in the corner of his eye.

Her name is Xu Ranran, she loves to laugh, she likes to wear white graffiti T-shirts and Converse retro canvas shoes, her voice is very refreshing, like a mountain spring, trickling long, not tired of listening to the pleasant ear.

She is always assertive, most of the time demure and gentle, and occasionally unbridled and boisterous. She was a little brilliant, like a vigorous sunflower with a golden color.

He liked her for seven years, and he didn't dare to confess until today.

The time is 17:38 on April 3rd, the number of seconds is difficult to be precise, the heartbeat is more than 100 beats per minute, and the mood is that Xuanmai can't stop at all.

The temperature around me is probably cool, but the surface of the body is scorching, as if walking in the middle of summer.

The zebra crossing under your feet makes people want to step on the white line to cross, but the hand holding is so warm that it makes people want to slow down into a freeze frame and even eternity.

"I don't believe it, you didn't tell me until now that you must be making me happy." Xu Ranran's eyebrows furrowed, stretching a soothing smile.

"It's true." Zhang Dali gently clenched Xu Ranran's hand.

"What would you do if I said you were late?" Xu Ranran turned her head, her eyes were like water, and she looked at Zhang Dali with a calm face.

Zhang Dali's face stiffened when he heard this, his heartbeat stagnated, and his breathing also stopped for a short time, and even his steps seemed to be stuck with glue, making it difficult for him to take half a step.

"I don't care, I'm going to catch up when I'm late." This flustered and suffocating feeling lasted for less than two seconds, and after two seconds, Zhang Dali unfolded his left hand, forcefully embedded each finger between Xu Ranran's right fingers, and then tightened his grip.

He has been suffering for seven years, and he no longer wants to let go of the beauty in his hands. He could see the affection hidden in Xu Ranran's eyes, not rejection, nor regret, but expectation, or hints. This made Zhang Dali feel that even if he was really late, he would definitely not let go.

"Then I promise you." Hearing Zhang Dali's answer, Xu Ranran's face bloomed with a brilliant look, she gave Zhang Dali a dragonfly hug, and then quickly bounced off Zhang Dali's body, pulled Zhang Dali and ran forward.

"Xu Ranran, you slow down." Stumbled by Xu Ranran's unprepared running, Zhang Dali said ecstatically.

At this moment, only the beautiful figure trotting in front of him was left in his eyes.

A small gray suit jacket with long wheat-colored hair dangling from it. Every time the long hair is flicked, the corner of the collar of the white shirt inside will be exposed, just like Xu Ranran's forehead that is always exposed. Iron flat suit pants that will bring up beautiful folds when you run. The small leather shoes with not too high heels, wearing white-edged lace-silk socks, are the thoughts of a little girl who is still the same after seven years.

If I could go back seven years, Zhang Dali thought to himself, I would definitely confess at that time.

But time can't be turned back, so he just needs later.

Nothing is more important than the future, and nothing is more important than the future with Xu Ranran.

Zhang Dali told himself hard in his heart.

He quickly chased after him, hugged Xu Ranran's slender waist from behind, and his head passed through her long hair and rested on Xu Ranran's right shoulder.

The faint smell of perfume lingering on Xu Ranran's body immediately became stronger, and he couldn't tell what kind of smell it was, anyway, it smelled good, refreshing, and intoxicating, making him want to immerse himself in it all the time.

"Xu Ranran." Zhang Dali whispered in Xu Ranran's ear.

"Hmm." Feeling the numbness coming from the root of his ear, Xu Ranran tilted his head slightly.

"I like you, be my girlfriend, right?"

"I've promised you."

"Be my girlfriend, won't you?"

"Idiot."

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