When I got out of the flower shop, I was willing to bury my head and walk forward, but my ears were burned.

From a distance, she could still hear the teasing laughter of the clerk and the owner of the flower shop.

The traffic forced Shi Yuan to stop.

Silently counting the seconds of the red light on the sidewalk, she raised her hand to shield the glare from the sun.

Yan Yao held the flower for a long time, his eyebrows and eyes were unruly.

Such an ugly bouquet of flowers, held by him, was inexplicably not abrupt, but attracted people's eyes to look at him unconsciously.

The boy's aura and superior appearance make passers-by look at him from time to time.

The red light turned green, and Yan Yao hooked the girl's collar at the moment when he stepped forward: "Are you going to hang me?" ”

Forced to stop, Yan Yao's words made Shi Yuan almost bite his tongue.

The two looked at each other, and Shi Yuan looked at his impeccable face and dark eyes for a moment of distraction.

The crisp snap of his fingers brought Shi Yuan back to his senses.

Yan Yao raised his eyebrows to look at her, a playful smile on his lips, and waited quietly for her to reply.

Ruffian and dragging.

secretly scolded himself for being unproductive, and looked up at the bottom of his eyes: "I didn't." ”

Yan Yao nodded: "So you like me." ”

"You're shy not talking now."

"I see."

The streets were full of people, and Yan Yao's straightforward words made Shi Yuan's cheeks puff up.

The girl's eyes flowed, and her eyebrows were soft.

The green light turned red, and Yan Yao leaned over, closing the distance.

The boy in front of him laughed wildly: "17 seconds, if you don't speak, I will default to you as my girlfriend." ”

17 seconds is the time when the red light turns green.

The boy's breath was a little hot, and it tickled when it brushed the roots of his ears.

When the bouquet was close to the tip of her nose, she smelled the scent of roses and jasmine.

The red light seconds count down to 3.

Yan Yao's gaze never left Shi Yuan's eyes.

If there is substance, it is hotter than boiling water.

At this moment, Shi Yuan's heart is very hot and hot.

She heard her own voice: "Like you." ”

The green light is on.

Yan Yao hooked his left hand and twisted it twice.

The skin that was touched was hot.

After Shi Yuan said frankly that he liked you, he was no longer embarrassed.

At what moment was your heart ticking? Frame after frame flashed in his mind, maybe it was in the arms of the thunderstorm night, maybe it was the sentence Don't be afraid, maybe it was Yan Yao's coat with temperature, maybe it was him who rushed in and grabbed her in despair.

Or maybe it was when I first saw it, and I saw it.

Yan Yao stood in the sunlight, looking at the hands of the two of them and smiling uncontrollably.

When I entered the school, the trees on both sides of the road cast dappled lights and shadows.

The palm was a little damp, and Shi Yuan moved his fingertips.

The pain in the right hand became more and more obvious, and the anesthesia failed.

Yan Yao stared at her right hand and looked at her reddened eyes: "Hand hurts?" ”

Shi Yuan nodded, she was a person who was very afraid of pain.

"How did it hurt?"

It seemed to be a calm inquiry, but the depths of the boy's eyes were cold.

Every time I saw her, she was being bullied.

Shi Yuan pursed her lips and looked up at her boyfriend.

"Knife cut."

The answer that avoided the important made Yan Yao's eyebrows twist almost imperceptibly: "Did you draw it yourself?" ”

Shi Yuan thought that she was going to pick up the knife that Shi Yunyi stabbed into her heart with her bare hands, and after being silent for two seconds, she nodded.

The girl's drooping head and the red at the end of her eyes made Yan Yao's heart tickle.

"It's amazing."

He pulled the person into his arms, hooked her wounded hand and blew lightly.

Shi Yuan burst out laughing: "It's a little itchy." ”

The warm breath reached his fingertips through the bandages.

The smile on the girl's lips made her whole body move.

Distracted a little, Shi Yuan pushed the bouquet next to his clothes, and his eyes were obviously disgusted.

Yan Yao deliberately took off the bouquet.

When I was willing to catch it subconsciously.

"Help me raise it for three days, and don't raise it to death."

Shi Yuan held the flower in one hand, disgusted and couldn't throw it away, which pleased Yan Yao.

The boy laughed badly.

Warm breath spray on the cheek side.

Yan Yao lowered his head, and his lips pecked the girl's soft lips like a dragonfly.