Found

The familiar feeling made me instantly feel like I had found a lifeline.

I looked up, tears in my eyes, and stared at his face, thinking about how he had lost me, which made me feel even more wronged.

"I couldn't find you guys," I mumbled, feeling wronged and unable to express it.

"... " He was probably shocked by my crying face and didn't know what to say for a long time. Then he reached out and rubbed my head, "I just went to the toilet, and you were gone."

"Ah?" To the toilet?

"It's my fault. I should have known you were unreliable." He sighed helplessly.

"... " I lowered my head and said nothing.

"Now let's go, or do you want to sit here for a while?" He asked me.

"I'll sit here for a while," I explained. "I'll cry for a while. If I go out and they see me, it'll be embarrassing."

Heh...

He seemed to have been amused by me and looked around, then sat next to me.

"So, what's the matter with you crying?" He calmly asked me. "Did I treat you badly?"

My heart thumped. How does he always hit the nail on the head every time?

"No, I'm a little afraid." I dodge the question.

"A person in their twenties, crying because they got lost in a scenic area. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" He looked at me directly.

"Then don't tell anyone." I whispered.

"Okay." He continued to look at me. "Never mind, don't say if you don't want to."

"What did I say..."

"Chen Qiu, that's just the way I am. I speak and act straightforwardly. Don't try to beat around the bush with me. If you can handle it, we can continue. If you can't handle it..."

"Can't handle it... what will happen?" I asked softly. "Will we break up, like your many exes?"

"..." He looked at me without speaking.

I knew that there was a high probability that we were going to break up.

I bitterly smiled.

"You must think I'm stupid for having liked a guy for three years and being willing to do anything for him.

"I carefully guarded our friendship, but everyone asked me why I didn't just confess my feelings and why I didn't let him know.

"I'm not stupid, I just wasn't sure if he liked me as much as I liked him. I was afraid that if I confessed my feelings, we wouldn't even be friends anymore.

"On that day at the ball game, I was going to confess, but he found out about my feelings and now we can't even be friends.

"Zhou Juan, we're not the same type of person. You do things directly, and you can't stand the way I do things. Have you ever thought that it's because you have the capital, because those girls all like you."

...

He was silent for a moment, as if angry, and then he got up and left.

After a few steps, he came back to me and said fiercely, "Liking someone else, yet you still hug and kiss me so many times, who's playing who?"

"I'm not playing with you." I was a little scared by him. "I've always wanted to be with you since the beginning, but the way you did things hurt me. Don't you hate me and want to play with me?"

"..." He was so angry that he couldn't speak, and suddenly picked me up.

I was frightened enough.

Before I had time to recover, his kiss pressed down.

Strong and domineering, he took away all my breath.

"Zhou Juan..." I pushed him with my hand.

But he ignored my resistance, held me tighter and scolded me: "Shut up."

I was speechless.

"..." After kissing for a while, he sighed and reached for the back of my neck.

I gasped, and he deepened the kiss accordingly.

My heart was beating so fast, my whole body was floating in the air, and I couldn't push him away anymore.

The world sinks with his existence.

After kissing me thoroughly, he finally let me go a little and said, "Tell me, do I hate you?"

"I... don't know." I was completely captivated by him and my mind was not clear enough to answer his question.

"..." He gently stroked my head and pushed me against his chest. "Listen."

My ear was pressed against his chest, and I could hear the rapid and powerful thumping sound of his heartbeats.