Yan Zhen turned around, put all her strength into use, took a big step with her legs, and finally rushed in.
Camille's legs gave way and she sat softly on the ground, her heart torn into pieces.
The two people who were tearing on the ground slowly stood up, their eyes calmly and steadily falling on the hurried figure in front of them.
Ban Xiaoyi pursed her lips, and Rao Yueyi almost bit her lips. Fan Mingzhuo's heart was turbulent, but his face was as calm as water.
Yan Zhen rushed up to the second floor and suddenly stopped when she reached the door of the room.
We are obviously close to each other but are separated by this door. Our stiff fingers are stretched out in the air and cannot fall down.
Tears spilled down her face, staining her originally delicate face, and her hair was messed up by the wind.
Inside the room was the young man's slender and beautiful body pressed against the door. Outside the window, he saw the expressions on each of their faces. Paper could not contain the fire. It could not be hidden from the first year of junior high school, nor from the fifteenth day of junior high school. She still knew it, and everyone knew it.
.
Seeing her face covered with tears, his heart ached even more.
I wanted to leave quietly alone, and didn't want so many people to grieve for him, but in the end I ended up hurting everyone.
The room was quiet, as if someone was crying softly in the silent night.
Outside the window, the sun is still shining brightly.
Sometimes the weather is completely opposite to your mood.
"Hua, it's me, open the door." The girl's crying voice hurt his limbs.
With a "click", the door opened, and the young man's pale face was still as gentle as before. If life were just like the first time he met her, his gentle and affectionate feelings were still as beautiful as when he first saw her.
The girl froze, unable to move.
The young man came closer, reached out and gently embraced her into his arms.
Slender and gentle fingers tried to wipe away the tears on her face.
The girl greedily smelled the body fragrance on his body, her tense heart felt like it was being grabbed hard by someone, she couldn't say a single word out of a thousand words, she could only look at him intently, for fear that he would disappear in the next second.
.
The boy brought the girl into the room, placed her on a chair, went into the bathroom, soaked a clean towel and wrung it out, and raised the corners of his lips with a gentle and heartbreaking smile.
"Didn't you promise not to cry? Look at you, your face is all dirty and ugly."
The towel gently wiped the girl's delicate face, and her tone was also gentle and reproachful.
The hand was suddenly clenched, and the young man was startled. He lowered his head and saw that his right hand was tightly held by the girl's slender and white hand, and the fingers were entangled. It seemed that there was no force to separate them.
The girl's clear eyes were fixed on his face.
The young man's face turned red and he smiled softly.
ps: The gangster took away my kiss is on the shelves today, please subscribe and support!~