Chapter 179 Only You
Upon hearing this, Yang Cici neither agreed nor refused.
She just looked at him quietly, as if considering it.
Pei Yanchuan slowly raised his eyes, his dark pupils staring at her, his expression focused and obscure, and said word by word:
"I heard you only make friends with good-looking people, and I'm not bad looking. If you don't want to make friends with Liang Yu and the others, then can you make friends with me? I have good grades and can help you."
After a pause, he pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm not sick. If you find out that I'm sick, just break up with me. I won't say a word, okay?"
Yang Cici blinked and was silent for a moment. She suddenly laughed and sighed helplessly.
"Pei Yanchuan, making friends is easy, but can we not chat here? I'm almost dying of mosquito bites."
The boy was stunned, then seemed to realize something.
He turned his palm over, held her hand and walked towards the underground garage.
The garage is cool and has many cars parked there, most of which are private cars owned by teachers in the school, and some are electric cars owned by students.
Yang Cici sat on the railing to rest and pursed her dry lips.
Before I could react, someone suddenly stuffed a bottle of water into my hand.
"This bottle of water has never been opened. It's new."
She looked at it for a moment, then raised her head and narrowed her eyes, unable to tell whether she was joking or asking seriously: "Did you buy it especially for me? Or are you trying to bribe me to be your friend?"
The boy in front of him was slightly stunned, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red.
But his eyes were fixed on her, like a large dog looking at its owner.
He said, “Both.”
Yang Cici raised her eyebrows.
Pei Yanchuan at this time is very different from the future.
Pure and straightforward.
The smile in her eyes grew even wider, and she sat a little to the side, "You sit down too."
After the boy sat down, she placed the water in his arms, supported her chin, curved her eyes, and said matter-of-factly, "Open it for me."
Pei Yanchuan was stunned, his ears red as he nodded and helped her unscrew it.
Yang Cici took it and took a few sips.
Pei Yanchuan stared at the girl's profile as she drank water for a while, a trace of unnoticed fascination flashed across his eyes, and then his gaze slowly moved down and landed on the girl's arm.
The girl's skin is delicate and fair, and the red and swollen bag is particularly eye-catching, with red marks from scratching on it.
His eyes darkened.
Yang Cici was still thinking about how to tease Pei Yanchuan.
How about giving him the water to drink? But isn't this a bad move for them at their age?
But suddenly, the boy's hand touched her arm.
His fingertips were cool, and his rough fingertips slowly rubbed it in circles, his movements gentle yet extremely ambiguous.
Yang Cici's whole body trembled, her almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and a cold and numb feeling instantly spread throughout her limbs.
Her breathing became disordered and she quickly turned her head.
She suddenly met the boy's deep eyes and opened her thin lips slightly:
"Still itchy?"
In the silent garage, they were so close to each other that they could almost hear each other's breathing, wrapped in a hot breath.
The boy's eyes were deep and bottomless, his hair hung down in front of his forehead, but his gaze was always fixed on her.
There was a youthful immaturity in his eyes and brows, but one could vaguely see the mature and steady figure of the person in charge of the Pei family in a few years.
Yang Cici was stunned. Looking at this familiar face, she had a very new and strange perception for the first time.
This was the face of her lover.
It was what her lover looked like when he was young.
But no matter whether it was a few years ago or a few years later, he treated her the same way.
She came back to her senses, lowered her eyes, and fell on the ointment in the boy's hand. She asked softly, "When did you buy it?"
Pei Yanchuan squeezed out the ointment and continued to help her apply it: "I saw Liang Yu coming to see you, so I went to buy it. He talks too much. If you stay there for too long, you will definitely get bitten by mosquitoes."
He actually arrived earlier than Liang Yu, but he couldn't show up.
He can't get too close to girls.
Because once they do this, girls will be rejected by others.
Huang Jingbo is right, he will cause trouble for girls.
But even knowing this, Pei Yanchuan still couldn't help but buy ointment and water, even though the ointment might not be used at all in the end.
Because he thought: What if?
What if there is still hope for him?
The cold ointment mixed with the temperature of the boy's fingertips gradually melted, and the fragrance of the herbs penetrated into the tip of his nose. Every part was carefully applied.
"Ci Ci, I'm happy to hear that you don't make friends with them..."
Pei Yanchuan withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes, and moved closer to the girl, carefully touching her hand.
"So...let me be your good friend, okay?"
He slowly raised his eyes, his tone sounding both pleading and bewitching.
"I will treat you well. I will treat you better than all my friends do."
Yang Cici looked at him, then suddenly leaned in and chuckled, "Pei Yanchuan, I actually lied to Liang Yu."
The boy was slightly startled when he heard this, "Lie?"
"Yes, my criteria for making friends is not based on appearance at all."
Yang Cici looked at him with her eyes narrowed.
"My real request is that my friend can only have me as a friend."
Her hand slowly covered the back of the boy's hand, and her fingertips gently stroked the protruding blue veins.
Feeling the boy's body tense, she smiled and whispered, "Similarly, you are my only friend, so I won't look for other friends in the future, and you can't look for other friends either."
Suddenly, someone held my hand tightly.
The boy's black eyes were surprisingly bright, as if there was a burning flame in his eyes, and his tone was even more urgent.
"So I'm your only friend, right? Cici."
Yang Cici smiled and nodded, "Yes, only you."
Pei Yanchuan's Adam's apple rolled, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
But then he remembered something and his eyes changed slightly.
After a long silence, he leaned over tentatively and asked softly, "Ci Ci, you will always be friends with me and won't leave me, right?"
The boy's eyes were so direct and burning that Yang Cici's heart trembled.
She lowered her eyes, moving her gaze away from the watch on his wrist, slowly reached out her hand to touch his face, and whispered with a crooked gaze:
"Pei Yanchuan, I will always be your friend."
"I'm the only one you trust, okay?"
Pei Yanchuan was stunned.
He suddenly clenched his fists, lowered his eyes with a smile, and said in a gentle and affectionate voice: "Ci Ci, I believe you."
Looking at this scene, the system felt a little bit sorry.
Even though it knew that the male protagonist would erase this period of memory, as a bystander, it knew clearly that the host could not accompany the male protagonist through this period of time.
Everything now is just a dream of Pei Yanchuan.
It is a beautiful dream that cannot be traced back.
His childhood was destined to be shrouded in darkness.
[Host, we have to leave the day before the male protagonist goes abroad. We need time to reshape the plot.]
When exactly?
One week later.
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