So, when did he start to care?
Was it the first time I met her cold eyes on the sports field? Or her aloof attitude? Was it every subsequent, calculated encounter? Or was it the time I tried to speak to her but couldn't help but express my concern with a sarcastic gesture?
She must not have understood the concern expressed in his words.
So much so that every time they met later, she never looked him in the eye, as if he was just an insignificant person.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the beautiful white rose.
There is admiration, regret, jealousy, and worship and yearning...
Complex and heavy emotions descended on their hearts. Everyone stared at the girl as she opened the door. The corners of her eyes were red, and she looked fragile and vulnerable, yet incredibly beautiful.
She asked.
"Why?"
Why do you bully her like that?
Everyone knew what she hadn't finished saying. Yes, why...why did they bully her...
The girl didn't wait for the answer, and turned and left after she finished speaking.
The claustrophobic student union office was empty.
The curtains were drawn, and only the computer emitted a faint blue light.
In front of the screen, the young man took off his glasses and showed a pair of phoenix eyes, with some dangerous emotions in his dark and deep eyes.
There was a soft and slow "Why" from the computer.
This is Panshu's voice.
The boy's facial features are soft, and he looks gentle, kind and very approachable.
But a strange look of joy appeared on his face.
His slender, straight fingers gently stroked the girl's tearful cheeks. "I like you like this."
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