Looking at the girl’s back, Gu Miao lowered his eyes a little helplessly.
Never had he felt so disgusted with his pathetic pride as now.
They are going to be separated next semester, shouldn’t he cherish every second he spends with her?
The ridiculous jealousy and inexplicable self-esteem are no match for saying a few words to her.
A few plum blossoms were planted at the end of the street. When the desolate winter wind blew, the fragrance with a slight bitterness in the tranquillity slowly spread out.
Gu Miao stared at the girl’s back, and his lips moved silently down.
But before he could say anything, the girl turned her head.
The winter sun shone into her bright peach blossom eyes.
She looked at him and smiled slightly from the bottom of her eyes, “That was my cousin just now.”
“What, what?” Gu Miao asked in disbelief after listening to her words.
“Didn’t you hear it?” The girl waved at him, the two small dimples on her cheeks looming: “Don’t be unhappy, see you at school tomorrow.”
Until her figure gradually disappeared, Gu Miao came back to his senses. Only then did he realize how high the corners of his mouth had been raised.