What girl doesn't love beauty, especially during puberty. When Yang Sumei is usually alone in the dormitory, she will put on the dress that Wang Cuihua bought for her, and stinky in the mirror, but as soon as she heard the footsteps of her roommate, she immediately changed back. She would sometimes braid her hair into a nice braid, and when she was about to get to the classroom, she would tear it off when she was not confident.

When she came back this time, she hoped that she could be beautiful once and paint a bright color for her blank youth. He took out the blue flower dress on a white background from the cupboard, put his hair down, and brought a headband with a purple bow, and ran out of the dormitory under the amazed eyes of his roommates. In fact, she has a beautiful face, but her inferiority complex hides her beauty. She shuttles around the campus like a flower butterfly, releasing her beauty.

When Yang Sumei appeared at the school gate, she saw Cheng Muyang waiting for him, with a bicycle next to him. His home is not very far from the school, and the bicycle is his means of transportation to school, and in the hearts of the boarding students, they will feel that these classmates living in the city are out of sight of them. Yang Sumei knows that she is not worthy of such a good boy, but this is only once, once is good, it is good to be able to get close to her boys, chat, and walk around.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Yang Sumei said apologetically with a blushing face.

"You are? Oh, that's you. You changed your clothes, and I almost didn't recognize you. Cheng Muyang scratched his head and said apologetically.

"Isn't it pretty?"

"No, it's good-looking, it suits you perfectly."

Hearing the male god's praise of herself, Yang Sumei's heart was overjoyed, she felt that the whole world had become so beautiful that even the air was sweet.

Cheng Muyang pushed the bicycle, while Yang Sumei followed at an unhurried pace behind, looking at his good-looking back.

"Far away?" After walking for a while, Cheng Muyang turned his head and asked her.

He turned against the light, and a handsome face loomed in the halo, looking a little unreal. The white shirt reflected a dazzling light in the sun, and Yang Sumei was a little stunned, and hurriedly glanced away.

"There should be about 20 minutes left!"

Cheng Muyang pondered for a while and proposed: "It's tiring to walk for so long, why don't you sit up and I'll take you?" Cheng Muyang stepped on the bicycle and pointed to the back seat and said.

Yang Sumei stared at him incredulously with apricot eyes, this happiness came too quickly.

"I'm sorry for you." Since luck fell from the sky, there was no need for her to refuse this hard-won opportunity.

Cheng Muyang took her through the alley, Yang Sumei smiled from the bottom of her heart, she closed her eyes, feeling the beauty of the short time, his good smell drifted into her nose with the breeze, she couldn't help but take a few more breaths, cherishing the happiness she dreamed of.

When he arrived at the commissary, Cheng Muyang bought two bottles of drinks and handed one bottle to her, thanking her for bringing him here. Yang Sumei bought two popsicles and handed one to him, thanking him for giving her a ride. The two sat on the railing by the river, nibbling on popsicles, looking into the distance, and chatting about interesting things, until the sun began to set in the west, and it was time for the two to separate.

Yang Sumei reluctantly got on the bus, and Cheng Muyang saw her off. Yang Sumei looked at his clear eyes, then sighed on the car glass and wrote four words "I like you". As soon as she finished writing, the car started, and she didn't know if he saw it, but at least she mustered up the courage to finally express what was in her heart.