"When we finish eating later, you can go shopping for clothes with me."
"That's it, okay."
"Xu Ranran, I have liked you for a long time, please be my girlfriend."
Xu Ranran's action of pulling his sleeves made Zhang Dali think a lot. After walking for a while, he saw that Xu Ranran was still gently holding his sleeves, as if he was carefully pinching a pair of butterfly wings, which were full of
Zhang Dali, who was unspeakably tender and uneasy, could no longer control his inner passion and spoke the confession that he had not been able to say for seven years.
The moment the confession was spoken, Zhang Dali felt like an over-inflated tire, hot, swollen and stiff.
His heart was beating fast and sonorously, as if it was about to burst out of his belly.
He seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat and the noise in the street roaring in his ears. Such noise made his ears feel hot and his head felt a little dizzy.
He felt that every step he took was like walking on a river, drifting with the current involuntarily.
He felt like he was walking on cotton again, his limbs were weak and light.
He also felt like he was walking on an air mattress, one step east, one step west, one step up, one step down.
At this moment, Zhang Dali felt that he was like the neon lights dancing and changing on the surrounding buildings, twinkling and confused.
In just a short moment, he didn't know how many thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end there was only one left.
"Promise me." Zhang Dali shouted in his heart.
"Dali." Xu Ranran did not answer immediately, but pulled Zhang Dali's sleeves tighter.
"Huh?" Zhang Dali raised the corners of his mouth calmly and looked at Xu Ranran gently.
"Are you serious?" Xu Ranran asked, her voice was very soft, but her tone was very deep.
"Yes." Zhang Dali nodded vigorously, then he stretched out his left hand and took Xu Ranran's right hand that was holding his sleeve into his hand firmly and forcefully.
Xu Ranran's hand was soft and slightly warm, like a marshmallow slightly drunk on a warm fire. Zhang Dali couldn't help but want to bite it, no, kiss it.
So, he really kissed Xu Ranran, not on her hand, but on her cheek.
After the kiss, Zhang Dali was frightened by his abrupt behavior. His cheeks turned red, reflecting the red light beside him.
Xu Ranran was also shocked by Zhang Dali's bold move. She felt a fleeting warmth on her right cheek, and she turned to look at Zhang Dali in surprise.
Zhang Dali had turned his head away, his eyes falling on the ground, looking uneasy, like a frightened little animal.
Inexplicably, she felt that Zhang Dali was very cute at this moment. Xu Ranran couldn't help but laugh. The giggles dispersed into the cool evening breeze, poured into Zhang Dali's eardrums, and fell into the bottom of Zhang Dali's heart, just like a gentle baby.
Hands, calming all the panic in his heart.
"Ran Ran, I'm serious." Zhang Dali and Xu Ranran looked at each other and spoke firmly as if they were taking an oath.
"I understand." Seeing the perseverance in Zhang Dali's eyes, Xu Ranran curled up his right hand held by Zhang Dali and wrapped his left hand around him.
"Ran Ran, I've liked you for a long time." The red light flashed three times and went out, then the green light suddenly turned on. Being pushed forward by the crowd, Zhang Dali lowered his head and said in Xu Ranran's ear.
"How long?" Xu Ranran gently squeezed Zhang Dali's left hand.
"Seven years, starting from when you sat behind me in the first semester of your sophomore year of high school." His thoughts went back to the early autumn of a certain year. Zhang Dali clearly remembered that the sunshine was full of strength in September of that year. At that time, he liked to tilt his head and look out the window.
Because then, out of the corner of his eye, he could see a beautiful girl with long hair combed back, revealing a fair forehead.
Her name is Xu Ranran. She loves to laugh. She likes to wear white graffiti T-shirts and Converse retro canvas shoes. Her voice is very refreshing, like a stream of water flowing from a mountain, and it is so sweet that you never get tired of hearing it.
She is always very assertive, quiet and gentle most of the time, occasionally boisterous and noisy. She is a little bright, like a flourishing golden sunflower.
He has liked her for seven years, but he has never dared to confess her love until today.
The time was 17:38 on April 3rd, the seconds were hard to pin down, my heartbeat was steadily over a hundred beats per minute, and my mood was that I couldn't stop eating Xuanmai.
The temperature around me was probably cool, but my body surface was scorching hot, as if I was walking in midsummer.
The zebra crossing under your feet makes people want to step on the white line and cross it, but the hand holding them is so warm that it makes people want to slow it down to freeze or even eternity.
"I don't believe it. It took seven years for you to tell me now. You must be trying to make me happy." Xu Ranran raised her eyebrows and stretched out a soothing smile.
"It's true." Zhang Dali gently held Xu Ranran's hand tightly.
"What would you do if I said you were late?" Xu Ranran tilted her head and looked at Zhang Dali with a watery look on her face.
Zhang Dali's face froze when he heard this, his heartbeat stagnated, and his breathing stopped briefly. Even his steps seemed to be stuck with glue, making it difficult for him to take even half a step.
"I don't care, I have to catch up even if I'm late." This flustered and suffocating feeling only lasted less than two seconds. Two seconds later, Zhang Dali spread his left hand and inserted every finger into Xu Ranran's body.
between the fingers of your right hand, and then tighten it.
He has been suffering for seven years and is no longer willing to let go of the beauty he holds in his hands. He can see the affection hidden in Xu Ranran's eyes, which is not rejection or regret, but expectation, or a hint. This
It made Zhang Dali feel that even if he was really late, he would never let go.
"Then I promise you." After hearing Zhang Dali's answer, Xu Ranran's face lit up with a splendid look. She gave Zhang Dali a hug like a dragonfly, then quickly bounced away from Zhang Dali's body, and pulled Zhang Dali towards him.
Run forward.
"Xu Ranran, please slow down." Zhang Dali said ecstatically after being staggered by Xu Ranran's unexpected run.
At this moment, all he could see was the beautiful figure trotting in front of him.
A small gray suit jacket with long wheat-colored hair swaying on it. Every time the long hair is swayed, a corner of the collar of the white shirt underneath is exposed, just as conspicuous as Xu Ranran's always exposed forehead. Smoothly ironed suit trousers,
When running, there will be nice wrinkles. Small leather shoes with not too high heels, and white-edged lace socks worn inside. It is the same little girl's mentality as ever after seven years.
If time could go back seven years, Zhang Dali thought, I would definitely confess my love then.
But time cannot be turned back, so he only wants the future.
Nothing is more important than the future, and nothing is more important than the future with Xu Ranran.
Zhang Dali told himself forcefully in his heart.
He quickly caught up and hugged Xu Ranran's slender waist from behind. His head went through her long hair and rested on Xu Ranran's right shoulder.
The faint scent of perfume lingering on Xu Ranran's body immediately became stronger. He couldn't tell what kind of smell it was. Anyway, it smelled good, refreshing and intoxicating, making him want to be immersed in it all the time.
"Xu Ranran." Zhang Dali called softly into Xu Ranran's ear.
"Yeah." Feeling the numbness coming from the base of her ears, Xu Ranran tilted her head slightly.
