After coming out of the private restaurant, I walked aimlessly on the street. My cell phone rang when I was less than one stop away, and it persisted.
I slid open the answer button, and Jun Changqian's calm voice came from over there: "Jun Buyu, I know you don't want to talk about this issue, but how long are you going to be hungry like this?"
I didn't speak, biting my lip, but thinking in my heart, would I be hungry if I didn't eat with him? I'm fifteen years old, don't I know how to buy food for myself?
"Do you have money? Do you want to buy something for yourself? Huh? Where is your wallet? Huh?" As his tone rose, you could vaguely hear his anger escalating, and his voice seemed to get louder and louder.
Coming louder and louder.
I turned around belatedly and saw Jun Changqian standing under the light with one hand in his coat pocket and the other holding his mobile phone.
Well, he knows Jun Buyu better than I know myself.
I was carried back to the restaurant and forced to drink a small bowl of soup and a small bowl of rice.
After eating and drinking, Jun Changqian's words inevitably came up again. Before getting to the point, he asked me hurriedly if I wanted to go to the bathroom.
I wanted to glare at him, but in the end I didn't. Instead, I got up obediently and went to the bathroom. I didn't dare to act rashly this time, and I knew he was determined to talk to me. Even if I escaped now, would it be okay?
Not going home? Unless I run away from home. Am I willing? Am I willing to give up the dwindling opportunities to be alone with him and run away from home?
The answer is no. So, I was very worthless. After going to the bathroom, I returned to the private room and sat across from him.
"Jun Buyu, what I want to talk to you now is a very serious issue. It's not suitable to say it in front of Uncle Zhong, so I choose to do it here. You just need to answer me yes or no." Jun Changqian did.
illustrate.
I bit my lip and lowered my head slightly. If he was asking me if I liked him, how could I have the nerve to see him or look at him blankly? Therefore, there was no way to know what was on his face at this moment.
His expression, let alone what kind of mentality he had when he asked the following sentence.
"Jun Buyu, are you in puppy love?" Jun Changqian's voice was still calm, but my own heart was beating like a drum. Sure enough, this is what he wanted to ask.
.But, I am not in love, I just like him secretly. So, how should I answer this question?
I bit my lip, Jun Changqian was waiting for my answer. Out of boredom, he picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip. Hearing the sound of his throat sliding made me even more cramped and nervous.
Is secret love considered love? I am obsessed with this question and don’t know how to answer it. Since I was a child, in the past seven years, apart from hiding the fact that I like him, I have never lied to him.
Since it is a secret love, then it counts, right? There is a word for love, right?
"Yes!" I nodded in line with the voice. My face began to heat up, and I didn't dare to raise my head to look at the handsome man sitting opposite.
Jun Changqian did not ask a second question, but picked up the cup, took another sip of black tea, and then asked: "Speechlessly, my uncle admitted that Cen Yetong is an excellent boy with handsome appearance and excellent grades.
,but……"
What did he say? Senye Hitomi? I raised my head sharply and almost caught some kind of dodge that flashed in his eyes.
