I Hate The Phone

There was only confusion in Lou Cheng's blank and silly face. Turning away to hide her smile, Yan Zheke explained herself with flushed cheeks. "I was just beginning to feel an attachment to you back then. When I found out what you've done, I didn't have a strong reaction. After we went steady, I'd be frightened each time I thought about it. I even have nightmares. What if something happened to you then? What should I do… "

Her gaze shifted and the rim of her eyes turned red.

His heart tightening, Lou Cheng stretched his hand to pull the girl into his arms. They sat by the bed, the girl leaning on him. "I was really too impulsive and immature then. I won't do it again."