"My favorite thing is to sit on the rooftop, feel the breeze, and gaze into the distance in a daze."
Luo Yilan's clear, beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she murmured, "My favorite..."
Despite the calm tone, Xiao Shuihan froze completely.
The scene of his conversation with Wu Kun that night flashed through his mind. That night, he lay in bed, listening to the rain, and couldn't sleep a wink.
Wu Kun's words echoed in his heart for a long time. Did he have different feelings for Senior Luo?
Their first meeting left an indelible impression on him. He had never seen a girl ignore him so completely as Luo Yilan, even though he was exceptionally handsome and came from an unparalleled family.
The world is vast and full of fleeting pleasures, but in the girl's eyes, they seem like nothing more than a speck of dust, insignificant.
On their second meeting, he was shocked by the coincidence of fate and realized how outstanding the girl was. His gaze towards her became more radiant, but she still seemed to have no interest in him.
On the third time, he finally saw a glimmer of light in the girl's eyes, a glimmer of light directed at him.
Not because of his appearance, family background, or status, but because of his talent, especially the phrase "be yourself," which resonated deeply with him.
He used to be the apple of his family's eye, a heartthrob in any crowd. He didn't have to do anything; his family would arrange everything for him. His outstanding looks and family background were his assets, but no one ever stopped to look at "Xiao Shuihan" for the sake of him.
Only the girl saw him without any superficiality; he was not the school heartthrob, nor a scion of a wealthy family, but just one of countless lives.
The light in her eyes was not for outward appearance, but for his soul.
This unprecedented feeling, even though they had only met three times, made the girl seem like a seed blown by the wind, taking root in the soil of his heart.
Perhaps influenced by the girl's words, "Be yourself," he didn't call his family or bother his roommates.
She could stick to her own ideas based on the so-called experience of those who had been there, but he suddenly wanted to do things his own way.
At least he didn't want his family to make a big fuss over his minor discomfort, or even prevent him from participating in the upcoming military training.
With this thought in mind, he struggled through the crowd, and when he was exhausted, he fell into the girl's warm embrace.
He was specially trained to remain alert and vigilant at all times, in all places, and under all circumstances until he was sure he was in a safe area.
When the girl hugged him, he realized it was her.
Logically speaking, they had only met three times, and he shouldn't have let his guard down so easily and trusted her completely. But perhaps the girl's embrace was too warm, and instead of being wary, he just wanted to hold on tight and never let go again.
As Wu Kun's words continued to echo in his mind, he suddenly realized that the root of everything was perhaps that the girl was beautiful in his heart, different from others.
He didn't know if this feeling was called liking someone, or being interested in a girl.
All he knew was that he longed to get close to the girl, to understand her as a person, and everything about her.
What pleased him even more was that the girl didn't seem to be so resistant to his approach.
Their communication became increasingly close. Although it was still him asking questions and the girl answering, she would always respond whenever he asked a question.
They spent more and more time together; he became her spoken English teacher, and they went to and from the library together, and would also take walks and eat together.
Love arises without warning, and deepens with time.
The girl's uniqueness at first sight and the sudden attraction to his heart with just a few words—like a seed, she took root and sprouted in his heart without him even realizing it.
At that moment, in the beautiful sunset light, not only in his eyes but also in his heart, the girl's face was clearly reflected. He suddenly spoke:
"And you."
I used to love sitting on the rooftop in the sunset after class, enjoying the breeze. Now, I still love it just as much, and even more so, you.
His three words were like three nails, firmly fixing Luo Yilan's figure and expression.
At a special moment, with special people, emotions welled up from the depths of the heart, and words hidden deep inside spilled out.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Shuihan's instinct was to feel nervous, but looking at the girl who was rooted to the spot, a strange courage welled up inside him and he said again:
"Senior Luo, you're also my favorite."
I can't say when or why I started liking you, but I really like you now!
On the empty rooftop, there were only the two of them, and the wind was still blowing.
Just as Xiao Shuihan was about to let the wind carry him away in a panic, the girl in front of him suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, pulled him down hard, and their lips met.
I'm bad at expressing myself.
But you've already said everything I wanted to say.
I... like you too.
The beautiful silhouette of their innocent kiss sparked thunderous cheers across the playground.
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