Ordinary Male Female ...... Friend?

That's why she believed in him so much.

This thought made Arthur's heart feel a little indescribable, a little sour, a little astringent, and a little stuffy pain.

He didn't ask any more, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off.

Although it was raining, the performance in the car was still very good.

Arthur turned on the heating, and Bo Huan felt that the blood in his body had become revived after a while.

Although Arthur didn't want to speak, he didn't say it, and she wouldn't say it, and some of the breath in the air made him a little inexplicably depressed.

He drove it for a while, and finally couldn't help but make excuses to talk to her, "Drink some hot milk, it's not good for girls to drink coffee." ”

As he spoke, he handed her the bottled hot milk he had bought at the roadside supermarket.

Bo Huan raised his eyebrows slightly.

I didn't expect him to be so caring.

"Thank you."

She took it.

Arthur pursed her lips, she wants to be so polite to herself?

He doesn't thank you.

Could it be that she is so polite with the person she likes?

When Arthur thought of it, it was as if there was a small worm gnawing at it, and he felt very unbearable.

He's never been so dry.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Huan, what do you like about him......?" ”

He's not really a lot worse.

And Bo Huan looked down at the glass bottle that she was holding in her hand, it was still hot, warming her hand.

Ironed her heart.

She thought for a moment, and her lips moved slightly: "Considerate." ”

Arthur's hand on the steering wheel was slightly stunned.

Considerate......?

His gaze fell on the hot milk she was holding......

His brows narrowed slightly, as if he felt that something was wrong.

He continued to ask tentatively, "...... What else? ”

Bo Huan's eyes fell on the car window, thought for a moment, and said slowly: "...... Kindness. ”

Yes.

Kind.

From the very beginning of her contact with Arthur, when she followed him, she saw him on his way home, stuffing some of the money she earned into the homeless man on the side of the road.

I often go to the supermarket on the side of the road to buy some food for the homeless kittens.

Although he always seems to be alone and a little detached, when he comes into contact, I know how beautiful and warm he is when he laughs.

It's warm, like the sun.

Similar to her, but not quite the same.

If he was surrounded by friends, she probably wouldn't want to bother him.

Arthur heard Bo Huan say this, his eyes deepened, and finally said slowly: "It's good to be kind, Huanhuan, as long as he is a good person, I can rest assured, as for being considerate or not, I think many people are considerate of people who care about themselves." ”

So can he say that Bo Huan's words made him think of himself?

But I feel ......

There is a very sad word in China, called: self-inflicted amorous.

When Bo Huan heard this, the corners of his lips pulled slightly, and he didn't speak again.

Arthur was really simpler than she thought, and very straight.

Indeed, he should be only about twenty years old, and he should have no ...... Excessive, emotional experience ......?

……

The car became very quiet, and on the way back, Bo Huan heard the sound of the rain hitting the car window the most, but there seemed to be his presence around him, and on the way back, he became less lonely.

On the contrary, she enjoys it.

Because, there is ...... in the air His taste.

He was handsome, kind, clean, and bright, and she was like a little ghost secretly coveting him, greedily absorbing his breath.