Frequent messaging turned into frequent meetings, although so, it was only less than a month, and the meeting was less than ten days, but the two people probably already knew each other's personalities, because both of them were sensitive and delicate people.

He often told her to take good care of herself, cherish herself, and not let herself get sick and hurt from time to time, she smiled and nodded.

Another meeting only in the name of meeting, he was late, and when he hurried to the intersection of the street, he looked around, the milk tea shop named Huaxin, and then in the café, she was not seen in the flower shop, he, standing in the same place, called her, but no one answered.

He was in a hurry, and he continued to hit and then looked left and right, she was actually right behind him, holding an ice cream in each hand, licking his own one, and naughtily kicking his calf with his foot, "What are you looking for?" ”

He sweated anxiously and looked at her in front of him, "I'm looking for a stupid~"

"Did you find that?" She deliberately pretended to be stupid and asked, but the expression on her face was really stupid.

He laughed, "That is asking me if I found any stupid guys?" You tell me? ”

"So~ what did that idiot say?"

"That idiot has now gone to another idiot~" After speaking, he reached out and wiped the cream from the corner of her mouth.

She was stunned for a moment, and quickly stuffed the ice cream in her hand into his hand, "You can eat it quickly~ Otherwise, it won't taste good if it's cold." As everyone knows, just a small action made her heart start to crash. He smiled secretly, walked next to her, deliberately very close, and said the same thing: "Why don't you love yourself?" It's not good for you to wear more clothes in the winter, and you have to eat ice cream, your hands are so icy~" He quickly shook her hand.

"Oops~Don't do this~" She listened to her own words, and instantly wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, and she would be coquettish?

"I don't touch your hands, can I know how cold you are now~"

"How do I feel like I have an extra dad?" She said with her tongue sticking out.

"You say I'm your daddy? Come on, I'm only in my early twenties this year, okay? Tons of damage~"

"This is like disliking my daughter, go away, go away, can you still play and chat?"

"I'm joking~ I just feel like I'm so old in your eyes?"

He looked at her dotingly and smiled, really like a good father looking at his naughty daughter.

"By the way, what kind of ...... do you look like?" she stopped suddenly, thought for a moment, and said, "Well~ It's like a story." For the sake of me being your good friend~" She walked up to him, looked into his eyes with curiosity, and walked backwards.

A little hesitation flashed quickly in his eyes, and he smiled, as always, and said, "Many of my friends have asked me this question, and I told them that I don't have a story. I wanted to tell you this, but I'm afraid you'll think I'm trying to fool you......"

She, listening to what he said, didn't have any words she wanted to hear at all, all about youth, rebellion, and feelings of not knowing love, if it was written as a youth essay, it would be very good. Accustomed to looking into the eyes of the speaker, she felt that he was hiding something, and slowly, a faint sadness flowed to the bottom of her heart, there was no story, it just made her feel that there must be some story, and besides, she didn't want to tell her own story, she was just the same as his other friends.

Originally, it was really just curiosity, but now the curiosity is not only not satisfied, as if it has been stabbed by something, which is not a taste......