Yang Feng's eyes suddenly widened. He saw with his own eyes a boy holding the hand of the girl next to him, leaning over and kissing her. The whole process was smooth and flowing, and he was bolder than him.
"...Are these really elementary school students?" Yang Feng felt his voice drifting. "How old are they to fall in love? They can't even hold their pee, how can they control their emotions?"
"Many children are maturing early nowadays. This phenomenon is very common," Lu Ziyi said without surprise. "In fact, there were also some classmates around me who were maturing early when I was in elementary school, but they were less common back then and were more restrained."
Yang Feng choked suddenly. He didn't know if he was one of those precocious children that Lu Ziyi mentioned. After all, he fell in love with Lu Ziyi very early, but he didn't understand it at that time.
The air was quiet for a while, and just as Lu Ziyi was about to turn around and walk back, Yang Feng suddenly reacted.
"Wait a minute... Did you mean to say that a classmate confessed his love to you when you were in elementary school?"
"Yes," Lu Ziyi said calmly, "Many."
"So many?!" Yang Feng immediately lost his composure, "Boys and girls?"
Lu Ziyi raised his lips and whispered, "Both. People in our family are generally bisexual. There's nothing we can do."
Yang Feng pulled a face to show that he was very unhappy. He grabbed his arm a little forcefully and asked in a muffled voice, "Have you ever been in a relationship before?"
Lu Ziyi turned slightly to face him, and seeing his depressed expression, he thought about it and decided not to tease him.
"No, my first love has always been empty."
"You didn't agree with their confession?"
"We were so young back then, we didn't even understand what love was," Lu Ziyi said helplessly. "And the words we expressed were so childish. The engagement gift was a bag of spicy noodles, maybe she had saved up her pocket money for several days to buy it."
"...This is too much." Yang Feng couldn't help but complain.
Lu Ziyi smiled and said, "I remember a boy confessed his love to me and what he said was very funny."
"It was during the summer vacation, and he suddenly said to me, Lu Ziyi, I like you, let's be together."
"I refused directly, but he said, please, it's Chinese Valentine's Day soon, and I'm so lonely without a lover."
After Lu Ziyi finished speaking, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Yang Feng snorted coldly at first, then curled his lips for a while: "You should have asked him at that time, what would he do if there were no dead people around him during the Qingming Festival? Kill one now?"
"Okay, we were all kids back then," Lu Ziyi coaxed him softly, "Why are you angry with a child? Besides, so many years have passed and we haven't been in touch for a long time."
“I don’t want to be angry with them.”
Yang Feng muttered something, and then a confident and handsome smile appeared on his lips, "Zi Yi, save the position of first love for me."
"I will succeed one day sooner or later."
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