"'You stole a girl's precious first kiss, and then you refused to admit it. You awful bastard! Do you know how popular I am?' 'I don't care how popular you are, I care about... never mind.' The boy went to the vending machine again and bought a bottle of mineral water, but just as he took a sip, the girl snatched it away. The girl finished the drink and looked at him angrily. The boy had no choice but to buy more water, but the girl snatched it away again. This cycle repeated three or four times before the girl couldn't take it anymore. She held her clapping stomach and said, 'You have no mercy on women at all! You're deliberately trying to piss me off, aren't you? You're awful.'"
"Later, you asked me directly what I wanted to do. I said, 'I want you to be my boyfriend,' and you agreed. Now we are a couple."
Lin An almost didn't hesitate: "You are making up stories again, Miss Song Chan, what on earth do you want to do?"
"I knew I couldn't fool you. Now I'm going to tell you the real story of our first encounter." Song Chan's gentle voice echoed in the sea breeze: "'Ah, I'm going to be late for school.' The girl, holding a piece of bread in her mouth and carrying her school bag, ran forward. 'Bang!' Just as she reached the corner, she bumped into someone head-on. 'It hurts, woof!' The girl fell to the ground and hurt her leg. The person she bumped into was a boy. He asked with concern, 'Are you okay?' 'I'm not okay at all. Look, my knee is bleeding.' The girl grimaced because of the pain in her knee, looking very uncomfortable. The boy obviously had something else to do, but he couldn't leave her alone. He hesitated and said, 'I'll call an ambulance.'"
"'Idiot, why do you need an ambulance for such a minor injury?' the girl said coquettishly. Her coquettish expression was very cute, and the boy was stunned. After a while, he said, 'What do you want me to do? Do you want money?' 'Who wants your money? I'm going to be late for school, carry me to school.' The boy seemed very hesitant and said, 'We are the opposite sex, this is not a good idea.' 'You knocked someone down and still wanted to run away, wuwu, your morals are slipping.' 'I know, I know, I'll carry you, okay?'"
"Then the boy was very confused. 'Is your school really in front? I've been carrying you for half an hour, why haven't you arrived yet?' 'You said you were going to be late for school, so why did you ask me to buy you ice cream and carry you?' 'Hey, you're really relying on me, aren't you? This is the first time we've met.' The boy's face was full of disgust, but he still obediently carried the girl on his back as they toured the city for a whole day. This was one of the happiest times in the girl's life."
"Yeah, what else?" Lin An knew that Song Chan was making up a story again, and she probably used all the scenes from girls' comics. Since she liked making up stories, he might as well cater to her interests.
"There are many more." Song Chan smiled contentedly. "For example, I was swimming naked in my indoor pool at home, and suddenly a big hole fell out of the window, and a boy fell out and saw me naked. For example, I was clearly looking at the scenery on a bridge, but a boy thought I was committing suicide and pushed me off the bridge into the river, causing me to drown. He also gave me artificial respiration and stole my first kiss. For example, I met him on the street, and he insisted that he didn't know me, so I hit him on the head with my bag. For example, the two of us met in the game hall and played games all day..."
The sea breeze blew slowly, ruffling Song Chan's beautiful flaxen hair. Song Chan kept talking about the scene of their first meeting. Time passed slowly. In nearly two hours, Song Chan told nearly 100 stories about their first meeting.
Since it was the first time we met, it would basically only happen once.
But Song Chan mentioned a total of 100 things, which means that Song Chan has been making up stories.
"Time's up, Miss Song Chan, do you have anything else to say?"
Seeing that the time was almost up, Lin An stopped riding his bicycle and asked Song Chan.
"I've said everything I wanted to say. Now there's just one last thing left." Song Chan got off the bicycle, and with the fingers of her right hand, she tucked the messy hair on her forehead behind her ear. She gave Lin An a very youthful and sweet smile: "Let me introduce myself again. I'm Song Chan, the Song Chan who loves Lin An very much. In this life, in the next, and forever, I will only love Lin An, Song Chan."
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