When fantasy turns to love, intuition doesn't always follow. - Eric Rohmer
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Ruochu and Rousseau were walking side by side on the campus path, each of them having their own concerns.
If Ruochu felt that the atmosphere was awkward, did Rousseau want to confess to her? What he just said was obviously explicit, but should she expect it?
I looked up at the moon. It was round, and there was even a halo around it. It seemed like a good day to express my love. The time and place were suitable, but why was she uneasy? She was really uneasy, and she even started to feel upset.
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Rousseau had asked her to be his girlfriend in a joking tone before, but it was just a bet made in his childhood. It could not be taken seriously. Although Rousseau said it every time, it was half-truth and half-lie, but he could
He resisted in the past on the pretext of joking, but today was different, because Rousseau was very serious, unlike his usual self, which made Ruochu feel a little flustered.
Ever since she was little, she has always regarded him as a trustworthy brother. If she had something to say to her parents, she would never go behind his back. He could always help her come up with appropriate solutions and keep her secret.
Chu Zhen didn't want this relationship to change. It would be great if Rousseau had always been her brother. She still couldn't think of whether she could still get along with him calmly if it wasn't for this relationship.
There are so many beautiful and valuable memories between two people. Is it going to end here? When people grow up, can they really not be the same as before? Things must change between men and women.
Is it only okay to be in a relationship?
She didn't want to, at least not now. At the same time, she also prayed that Rousseau would not destroy everything currently, which would leave her Qin Ruochu at a loss.
"Um, Ruoruo..." Rousseau deliberately slowed down his pace, suddenly stopped and called Ruoruo.
Ruochu's heart skipped a beat immediately. He turned his head and looked at Rousseau nervously, his lips pursed tightly. Was what he feared most about to come?
Rousseau also looked nervous. He moved his lips and said, "Well, I want to ask if my performance is not too bad?"
Ruochu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Rousseau.
"Fortunately, it's better than I expected." Ruochu pretended to be calm and said with a smile, "You have performed your own style, and you are the unique Jiang Binliu."
"Really? Do you really think so?" Rousseau's eyes became brighter and brighter under the dual reflection of moonlight and street lights, shining with joy.
"You can't, right? Are you so unsure of yourself?" In Ruochu's impression, Rousseau has always been confident, but her affirmation made him so happy, which she didn't expect.
"Hey, I have confidence in myself, but your affirmation is more important. If you don't agree, it's useless no matter how confident I am, right?" Rousseau lowered his head and smiled.
"Is my opinion really so important?" Ruochu looked into Rousseau's eyes, and she never knew she had such an influence in his mind.
"What do you think, little girl?" Rousseau reached out and rubbed Ruochu's head, "Aren't you confident in yourself too?"
Ruochu smiled awkwardly, turned around and continued walking forward. He was not far from his dormitory building. He just needed to hold on a little longer.
"Ruoruo, do you know why I chose to rehearse this play?" Rousseau followed and said.
Ruochu looked at him and said, "Don't tell me you arranged it because I like it."
"That's really smart. For this reason, I still remember that you burst into tears the first time you watched this play. Although I didn't watch it with you that time, someone told me, haha."
"It must be that brat Ruoqi again. I knew it would be strange if he didn't spread the embarrassing story about me everywhere." Ruochu said bitterly that Qin Bei took his whole family to watch this show. Ruoqi was
Sitting next to her, Ruo Chu patronized the show and ignored Ruo Qi who was watching him, this little bad guy.
"Another reason is, Ruoruo, look at me." Rousseau stopped again when he said this, and suddenly took Ruochu's shoulder on his own initiative, so that she could face him head-on.
If Ruochu didn't understand why, he felt stiff all over.
"I don't want us to miss it like they did, do you understand?" Rousseau's eyes were complicated. Ruochu was sure that there were many things in it that she wanted to talk about, but she didn't want to delve into it. She didn't know if that was what she could do.
bearable.
"Okay, what happened to you today?" Ruochu broke free from Rousseau's hands and continued to walk forward. He couldn't help but quicken his pace. The dormitory building was already close at hand.
"Ruoruo, how long are you going to run away from me?" Rousseau shouted behind her. Ruoruo stopped for a moment, just for a moment, and then continued to move forward.
She heard Rousseau sighing behind her, and she couldn't bear it, but she really couldn't face something that seemed so heavy to her.
Walking to a big tree in front of the dormitory building, Ruochu stood still, turned around and waited for Rousseau to follow.
"My dad asked me to congratulate you on your successful performance and ask you to celebrate at home. It should be this weekend. I heard Xia Tian said that you want to discuss the website." Rousseau approached and Ruochu said.
Rousseau said nothing.
"Then, I'll go in first, goodbye." Ruochu subconsciously waved his hand and turned to leave.
Rousseau grabbed one of her arms. Ruochu struggled instinctively, but failed to break free. She turned around and was about to reason, but was pulled into his arms by Rousseau. Before she could realize what happened, Rousseau's lips
Attached.
Ruochu opened her eyes wide in surprise and opened her mouth slightly, not wanting Rousseau to take advantage of the situation and stick his tongue in to occupy her position.
Ruochu tried to push Rousseau away with both hands, but Rousseau hugged her so tightly that she couldn't stretch out her hands at all and couldn't use the strength.
Her brain just shut down for a moment, because this is the entrance to the dormitory building, and people pass by from time to time. Of course, she often encounters couples kissing each other reluctantly under this tree. She is not surprised, but she did not expect that the person standing here today is actually
It's myself.
She noticed that someone was already pointing fingers at the two of them. Ruochu felt shy and anxious. The dormitory was filled with girls from the same school. It could be said that no one didn't know her and Rousseau. Rousseau's actions were clearly revealing.
What about this announcement?
Look, it would be weird if it didn't spread throughout the entire academy early tomorrow morning.
Ruochu made a whining sound in protest, and at the same time his tongue was struggling to avoid Rousseau's pursuit. Finally, Rousseau let go of Ruochu, and Ruochu stared at him breathlessly, with tears rolling around his eyes.
"Ruoruo, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it." Rousseau panicked when he saw Ruochu's aggrieved look. He tried to hug Ruochu into his arms again, but saw Ruochu quickly back away.
Step, this action made him feel hurt and distressed. He must have scared her.
"Do you have to destroy all of this? Do you have to? Such a beautiful thing we once had." Ruochu complained while holding back tears. Rousseau did scare her, and more importantly, he destroyed what he had brought to her.
Her sense of security, now, the world has lost one of the few people who made her feel safe.
"Ruoruo, I was wrong. I was too impatient. I promise I will never be like this again. Just trust me, okay?" Rousseau defended hurriedly.
Ruochu shook his head, turned around and ran into the dormitory building. Instead of entering the elevator, he ran down the stairs to the rooftop on the top floor and leaned softly on the railing.
The building was not high. From Ruochu's current position, she could just see the place where she was standing. She saw that Rousseau had not left yet, but continued to stand upright there. Many girls passing by tried to say hello to him, but he refused.
I don’t care. If I regretted it at first, maybe I was a little too extreme just now.
Unconsciously, she brushed her hand over the place Rousseau had just kissed. It still felt hot. This was her first kiss.
She had read many books, in which the first kiss was described so beautifully, and she had always longed for it. She felt that it was a very precious thing and should not happen so lightly. However, other than being surprised and ashamed, she felt nothing else.
I feel like everything in the book is a lie?
The key is, after everything like this, how will she face Rousseau in the future and talk to him about everything?
At first, when I saw him standing there looking lonely, my heart was slowly softening, but thinking of this, I became hardened again.
Rousseau stood under the tree for a while, and finally left angrily. He didn't regret what happened today, but he felt that it was a bit too hasty. Since she would be his sooner or later, he should be a little patient. Although she was an adult, she was mentally unstable.
Yes, she is still a child, but he has remembered her sweet smell and fallen in love with it, and I am afraid he will never be able to erase it in his life.
Seeing Rousseau gone, Ruochu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He felt weak in his limbs, sweating constantly all over his body, and his throat hurt even more. Do you want to go back to the dormitory? Maybe everyone in the dormitory saw the scene just now.
Even if no one saw it, they must have heard about it. Now when she goes back, she doesn't want to meet those strange and probing curious eyes.
How about going back to daddy? Ruo Chu thought of this and unconsciously rummaged for his cell phone in his bag, wanting to check the time to decide whether to go back. It didn't matter when he opened his cell phone. There were more than a dozen missed calls, all from the same number, because
I muted it just now while watching the show, but it was never muted, and it was also in my bag, so I never found out that it was daddy’s number.
Ruochu didn't know where she got the strength, so she ran down without thinking. She was going back to that home. She didn't even think of calling Xiaochuan first.
Xiaochuan held an all-staff meeting at "Mirror" in the afternoon, mainly to discuss the problems that arose during his absence. At the same time, he affirmed Ruochu's work and hoped that everyone would support her in the future and follow the latest revision requirements of this issue.
If Ruochu told him that something happened at school, he was dealing with Pei Hua at that time, so he didn't ask in detail what it was about. Xiaochuan thought it was a paper or some class, so he went home on time after get off work and continued to follow the recipe he downloaded last time. While preparing dinner, he discovered that cooking was also a very pleasant thing, and he fell in love with this activity.
Because Ruochu's illness was not cured, in order to take care of her, it was better to prepare some light food. Xiaochuan was confident that this time he would cook much better than last time. At least the porridge was more like porridge, instead of something strange between dry rice and porridge.
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Everything was ready. If Chu didn't come back, Xiaochuan wasn't in a hurry. There was a heavy traffic jam in the evening, so he might be on the road. He would just heat up the food when he got back, so he went to his room to work for a while, because Xiaochuan was more engaged, so
As soon as she started working, a few hours passed without her realizing it. After the matter at hand came to an end and Ruochu hadn't come back yet, Xiaochuan became a little anxious. At this time, she called her cell phone, but no one answered. No one answered.
I thought about calling Qin Zhai to see if Ruochu would go back, but then I thought, Ruochu didn't say to go back to Qin Zhai, so if he called so rashly, the Qin family might also be anxious, so they had better wait.
Time passed by, and no one answered the phone. Xiaochuan's heart sank little by little. He looked at the second hand of the clock on the wall that kept moving, and told himself that it would be okay, if he didn't come back before midnight.