On his birthday, he asked her to play hooky with him. It seems like they haven't gotten to know each other that well, right?
"Why me?" She frowned.
"Because you ate my chocolate." He stopped and looked at her, answering half-seriously.
Su Mang curled his lips and said, "If I skip class with you tomorrow, I won't owe you anything."
"Yes." Mingche answered concisely, but a little cunning flashed in his eyes as clean as crystal.
"Okay," Su Mang sighed, "Who told me to owe you."
Her reluctant look made Mingche narrow his eyes.
Since he was a child, his mother has half-jokingly warned him that good-looking men are just as likely to incur love debt as good-looking women. If he is not interested in girls, he should stay away from those girls and not give hope to others and make others unhappy.
disappointment.
He took his mother's warning to heart.
Therefore, whether in school or in life, he never takes the initiative to talk to girls. When girls talk to him, he looks cold and distant.
If you have to communicate with girls as a last resort, those girls will either be flattered, tremble with fear, or they will show off and come up with various ways to attract his attention, capture his heart, and turn him off.
The Su Mang in front of her only treated him as an ordinary person, as if he was the same as everyone in the crowd around her every day, no different.
She made him feel very comfortable like this.
He doesn't need to be looked up to, envied, worshiped, or coveted. He just wants someone with clear eyes like Su Mang to look at him with clean and peaceful eyes and make him feel comfortable.
That's good.
It’s not very demanding, is it?
However, I have only met Su Mang like this since I was a child!
So...how could he miss it?
The next day, Mingche waited early at the school gate. After Su Mang parked his car, he obediently returned to his car.
Mingche got out of the car gracefully, stared at her gently like a prince, opened the car door for her, and put his hand on the top of the door.
Su Mang smiled, what a considerate prince... just as considerate as Jiang Liuyun!
Mingche didn't say where he was going, and Su Mang didn't ask. She just sat quietly, watching the scenery outside the car window fly by quickly in front of her eyes.
"We're here." I don't know how long the car drove before it finally stopped. Mingche opened the car door and stretched out his hand towards Su Mang.
Su Mang smiled, put his hand on his arm and got out of the car.
Mingche's eyes darkened for a moment, but then he smiled and looked around, "How is it? Are you beautiful?"
Su Mang looked around. It was a small mountain, hidden in the forest. Although it was not very eye-catching, it was clean and quiet. There seemed to be a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, which was very elegant and pleasant.
"Yeah, very beautiful." Su Mang nodded.
Nowadays, in this concrete jungle city, it is difficult to find such a piece of pure land that is not polluted by the world. No wonder it took so long to drive there.
Mingche led her onto a mountain path. The path was winding and winding. The grass on the roadside was lush and green. The delicate green color made people's hearts soft.
In a small forest, soft singing could be heard.
Su Mang looked over curiously. In the woods, a boy was playing the guitar, and a girl was sitting back to back with him, humming softly along with the melody.
