A plate of braised pork and two plates of green vegetables were placed on the table, and the two people sat on the edge of the bed.
"Try it quickly." Ye Zhou picked up a piece of braised pork and placed it in An Youhe's bowl.
An Youhe had an irrepressible sweet smile on her lips as she took a bite, and the aroma burst in her mouth.
"tasty."
Ye Zhou is a really nice person, and the food he makes is delicious.
I wish time could stand still at this moment.
Ye Zhou smiled and took out a tissue to wipe the girl's mouth.
The food was quickly eaten up, and the two of them washed the dishes and put them back in their original places.
When it comes to cooking and eating, An Youhe and Ye Zhou are incredibly harmonious, and neither of them has the habit of leaving leftovers.
"Don't lie down immediately after eating; it's best to exercise for a while." Ye Zhou sat on the bed, raising an eyebrow at An Youhe with a mischievous smile.
An Youhe asked, still confused, "What kind of exercise should we do?"
Ye Zhou looked around and was equally disappointed: "It really is true, apart from the bed, there doesn't seem to be any spacious place here."
The seasoned driver Ye Zhou teased the naive young girl without batting an eye.
An Youhe sat on the edge of the bed not far from Ye Zhou, her head down, as if she was really thinking seriously.
After a moment, as if she remembered something, she raised her fair face and said to Ye Zhou seriously, "Yes, you can do push-ups."
"Pfft!" Ye Zhou almost laughed himself to death.
The little white rabbit is too naive and won't fall for any traps (here, a trap).
“That’s a good idea, but I have an even better one,” Ye Zhou said with a mischievous grin.
He put one arm around the girl's slender waist and held her in his arms.
The two of them lay on their sides on the bed like that.
Ye Zhou rested his chin on the back of the girl's neck, and could easily smell the sweet milky scent.
His hands remained in the position of embracing the girl.
"Ye Zhou, what are you doing?"
An Youhe was a little nervous. She didn't like this position. Every time Ye Zhou was behind her, she instinctively felt danger.
The boy's deep, resonant voice rang in my ears.
"Don't move. I don't want to do anything, I just want to hold you like this." Ye Zhou closed his eyes.
I don't know if it's the effect of the residual alcohol from last night, but I still feel a bit sleepy during the day.
The girl's body was soft and comfortable to hold, and the scent of An Youhe seemed to have a calming effect on him.
Ye Zhou wrapped his large arm around the girl's slender waist, his nose brushing against the back of her snow-white neck.
Before long, the back of her neck turned slightly red, as if it were on fire.
"Ye Zhou, don't do that, it itches."
An Youhe's cheeks flushed a light pink as she spoke softly. Once she was certain that Ye Zhou wouldn't do anything strange, her body gradually relaxed.
I could hear steady breathing behind me; Ye Zhou had fallen asleep.
The boy's warm breath fell on the back of her neck, but An Youhe's heart remained restless, and she couldn't fall asleep.
Ye Zhou's embrace felt so comfortable, yet this feeling made her heart race and kept her awake.
It all felt like a dream.
Her thoughts drifted away, and she recalled the past.
Thoughts begin.
At that time, I heard that Ye Zhou had an accident.
She quietly went to the hospital, carrying no decent gift, only a box of yogurt juice.
She saw Ye Zhou on the hospital bed.
His head was wrapped in many layers of gauze, and his eyes were tightly closed.
She never imagined that the gentle boy who always had a smile on his lips would one day lie so quietly in a hospital bed.
He was always full of vigor on the basketball court, kind to everyone, and his smile was brighter than the sun.
Like many girls, An Youhe was instantly smitten with Ye Zhou in the crowd…
An Youhe never imagined that the boy would suffer such serious injuries.
This was the first time in her life she had been so close to Ye Zhou.
She often secretly watched him from where he couldn't be seen, knowing he disliked scallions and cilantro, and knowing his favorite activity was cycling on the road.
I know that even when he's in a bad mood, he never complains to others; I know he always perseveres silently; I know he's not as indifferent as he seems on the surface...
The closer you get, the more you realize how a boy like this has received all the blessings from heaven; his appearance and personality are both impeccable.
Lost in thought for a moment, An Youhe realized that she was only one centimeter away from Ye Zhou. Her heart was pounding like a drum, and she was almost about to kiss the boy's lips, but she didn't dare.
The boy's lips moved slightly, and An Youhe stared at his somewhat chapped lips.
"Water, water."
She immediately realized, as if waking from a dream, that the boy was about to wake up.
All I had was a box of yogurt juice; I really didn't have anything else to offer.
She inserted the straw and placed it near the boy's lips, only withdrawing her hand when his lips moved.
Just as Ye Zhou was about to wake up, she had already fled with light steps...
...
Ye Zhou likes Jiang Jiayan, of course she knows that, everyone knows that, including Jiang Jiayan herself.
Those who are favored are always fearless.
An Youhe knew about Ye Zhou's hard work, and she admired him. She knew that if you like something, you should work hard to get it...
But she herself was a coward...
Under the wishing tree at the school gate, every red ribbon Ye Zhou hung was so sincere. At first, everyone took Ye Zhou's wishes as a joke.
In the end, Ye Zhou turned the wishing tree into a joke.
Each time after confirming that the boy had left, An Youhe would stand in the spot where Ye Zhou had stood.
Make a silent wish.
Let Jiang Jiayan and Ye Zhou be together.
Ye Zhou really liked her.
————————End of thoughts
She witnessed both the spirited, cheerful, and optimistic boy in junior high and the gentle, self-conscious, and persistent boy in high school.
But they were never participants.
The warmth from the back of my neck, and the hands encircling my waist.
The greatest happiness is when unrequited love is finally reciprocated, right?
An Youhe smiled faintly, her fair fingertips touching the large hand encircling her waist.
The feeling of skin touching skin makes it seem like the two people have the most intimate relationship in the world.
“I like you very much, Ye Zhou.” An Youhe said softly, almost as if she were talking to herself, but she finally said it out loud.
The girl slowly closed her eyes, her fingertips touching upwards, sliding down to Ye Zhou's wrist.
I didn't touch anything.
An Youhe opened her eyes uncertainly, a hint of panic in them.
She looked down at those large hands; her wrists were completely clean.
That red string with the character "和" on it,
That red string he said he would wear for many years.
That red string that won't break as long as it's not untied.
there is none left.
How could that be? It's gone.
It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on her heart, instantly bringing her to her senses.
With a slight effort, she broke free from Ye Zhou's embrace as he slept.
An Youhe fell to the ground, then got up and looked at the boy's exposed arm.
He's really gone...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
