The familiar, cool footsteps came from behind, and a restlessness began to emerge in the usually quiet library. Xiao Shuihan turned around and his eyes froze instantly.
Luo Yilan is tall and slender, and her light blue gauze dress gently wraps around her body like cool, flowing water.
Her long, black hair was loose, like silk flowing under the night sky, with a few strands playfully falling on her fair cheeks.
It wasn't until Luo Yilan gracefully approached that Xiao Shuihan hurriedly snapped out of his daze, a flush of heat rising to his face. He frantically grabbed his schoolbag and pushed the chair towards Luo Yilan.
Luo Yilan's slender eyes were deep and serene, but her eyelashes, which trembled like butterfly wings, betrayed that her inner world was not as calm as her outward appearance.
I didn't sleep well last night, and today I vaguely listened to my roommate's suggestion and wore this outfit.
Although it was a long skirt, the feeling of her legs being exposed to the air still made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
While Luo Yilan sat down and tidied her schoolbag, Xiao Shuihan's gaze never left her.
Senior Luo looked absolutely stunning today, truly breathtaking...
His writing wasn't that good. If Luo Xuejie was already breathtakingly beautiful when she wore simple clothes, then today, wearing a long dress, she was like a fairy descending to earth.
"What are you looking at?" Luo Yilan's calm voice rang out.
Xiao Shuihan's eyes trembled, her ears burned red, and her voice stammered, "Senior Sister Luo... you look beautiful today."
"No, that's not right. I look good every day, but today... I look especially good."
Xiao Shuihan felt that Luo Yilan's lips seemed to be curved into a very faint arc. It was only then that Xiao Shuihan noticed that his senior seemed to be wearing lipstick and light makeup today.
Luo Yilan has clear and fair skin, and her light makeup is not easily noticeable on her face, but the pink lipstick on her lips is relatively easy to spot.
So, Senior Luo... did you dress up so beautifully just to see him?
"Senior Luo... what was the topic of today's oral English practice?" Xiao Shuihan asked hesitantly.
He had told Luo Yilan that conversing with people fluent in spoken English and translating foreign newspapers and classics were more practical than memorizing words by rote, and Luo Yilan took his advice.
He is undoubtedly an excellent candidate in terms of fluency in spoken language. Born into a family like his, he has been learning two languages since childhood, and his spoken language is excellent.
Therefore, he was honored to become Luo's private oral English tutor.
Luo Yilan, with a faint blush on her face, took out a speech book from her bag and handed it to him.
"His flower had told him that she was only one of her kind in all universe. And here were five thousand of them, all alike, in one single garden!"
(His flowers had told him that she was the only flower in the universe; yet in this garden alone, there were five thousand flowers exactly like her!)
"Maybe there are over five thousand roses just like you in the world, but only you are my unique rose."
(There may be five thousand flowers in the world that look exactly like you, but you are my one and only rose.)
...
This was the third time Xiao Shuihan had helped Luo Yilan with her spoken English training, but today's experience seemed particularly different.
Today's content is selected from the English classic "The Little Prince." The beautiful and romantic quotes, combined with Xiao Shuihan's gentle voice and Luo Yilan's slightly awkward repetition, are like a subtle current flowing through the air.
With a tingling sensation rising in their hearts, Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan both felt that the other's face was flushed red by the sunset outside the window during today's oral practice.
The gentle glow of the setting sun bathed the entire afternoon in a warm golden hue.
The light, soft as fine sand, poured down from the sky, draping every corner in a dreamlike veil. Youthful and beautiful figures moved through this golden world, as if each one were a part of a painting.
Amidst the flowing crowd, the girl walked lightly, a gentle breeze ruffling her skirt, while the boy followed half a step behind her. Their figures intertwined in the sunset, creating two captivating silhouettes.
Luo Yilan has a cold and aloof personality and doesn't like crowded places. She walked onto the deserted rooftop, her gaze as calm as a deep pool, looking down at the figures moving across the playground below.
Xiao Shuihan remained standing half a step behind her, watching the light blue fabric of her dress flutter in the wind, the edge of her skirt occasionally brushing against her calves, making a soft rustling sound, like a little melody that only he could hear.
"I actually quite like this feeling," Xiao Shuihan said suddenly, gazing calmly into the distance.
Luo Yilan tucked her wind-blown hair behind her ear, said nothing, but cast a calm gaze at him.
Xiao Shuihan knew she was a woman of few words, and this gesture indicated that she was listening and wanted him to continue.
"Although my husband is very good to me, he is also very strict. I had to learn spoken language, piano, and dance from a young age."
“What kid, especially a restless boy, wants to learn these things? I’ve tried skipping class before, but every time my father finds out, I get a good beating.”
"After being beaten up so many times, I dared not run away anymore. I could only study. I hoped that the day would end at four o'clock. Often, when it ended, the sun was shining as brightly as it is today."
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