A story of mutual crushes and reuniting after a long separation, mainly set on campus. It's a sweet romance.
Su Xun falls in love with a boy, only to discover that the boy likes her too.<...
Whew~
Su Xun breathed a sigh of relief; so that's how it is.
Thankfully, that's the case.
She didn't think Jiang Ce meant it that way from the beginning, so she didn't think much of it at the time. But later, he would come to the classroom of Class 2 to find her every time he found an excuse, making the classmates think that the two of them had some special relationship.
Even I almost... wanted to warn people to stay away from her.
After all, what I like is...
Thankfully, it's not like that.
However, there are still some things between Pei Ke and her that haven't been resolved. Judging from his behavior in the past few days, Pei Ke should also have feelings for her.
However, it hasn't come to that point yet.
They haven't reached the point of being completely honest with each other yet. If he doesn't like her that much, there's no need for him to tell her his feelings.
Thinking of this, my heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy.
She cared about him more than just a little; she liked him very much, a feeling that had been going on for a long time, and she kept those most secret feelings hidden deep inside.
She wasn't brave at all. If she wasn't sure of the other person's feelings, she wasn't willing to take any risks. She'd rather those unsprouted buds remain buried in the soil, slowly rotting with the moisture, than be rejected by a boy she held in her heart.
She admits that she is a proud person at heart, and at least in matters of the heart, she doesn't want to be humble.
Once she understood, she stopped dwelling on it. Life was long, and she had many things to do. She believed Pei Ke thought the same way; they were too insignificant and fragile to withstand so many changes.
Suddenly everything became clear, and the tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
The key opened the door, but no one was home.
The living room seemed to have been completely renovated, with several new appliances added, and the old sofa replaced with a brand new one.
Not only that, her weekly allowance has also increased, and her mother has bought her a lot of new clothes, all of which are the most fashionable at the moment. She doesn't usually care about these things, as long as she has something to wear, but as a girl, she is still very happy to see new clothes.
All of this is thanks to Su's father. After going to S City with his friends after the New Year, he made a fortune in less than half a year.
She didn't know what her father did for a living or how he suddenly had so much money. He never talked about these things when he called home, and she didn't care about them.
However, she is happy to see that her parents' tempers have improved a lot since they have money, and they no longer complain everywhere.
But sometimes she would wonder, is money really that important? When you have money, you're full of pride and can't wait to tell everyone about your success. When you don't have money, you can only work dejectedly every day, complaining about this and that.
She felt that her family's life had been quite good before; although they weren't well-off financially, they managed. Now, her father hadn't come home more than a few times in the past six months.
Su Xun had worked up a sweat on her way back home, and the first thing she did was take a shower and wash her hair as well.
The girl's cheeks were flushed from the rising steam in the bathroom as she stood in front of the mirror drying her hair.
I don't know when it started, but her hair has grown quite long, cascading down from her neck to her waist. The steam blurred the mirror, revealing her pinkish body indistinctly—a glimpse of a young girl's innocent charm.
She is beautiful.
In recent years, she has grown up and become more beautiful. Neighbors always compliment her on her looks. Sometimes when her mother takes her out to meet friends and relatives, she becomes the center of attention.
Without realizing it, I've become the kind of girl that others would envy.
She was somewhat dazed.