To The Lovely You

   After finishing his homework that night, Lee Minho sent Luo Xiaomei home as usual. The two usually kept their pace very slow, and that night they walked very slowly.

   It was only two minutes away, but they walked for ten minutes and they were still halfway there.

  The moonlight was like water, shining on their figures walking side by side, pulling out two long shadows on the ground.

  Luo Xiaomei lowered her head, looked at the shadow on the ground, and reached out her hand unconsciously... approach, approach, approach again... secretly hold hands with the shadow, should it be okay?

   Lee Minho's face was slightly flushed, but the corner of his mouth was smiling, and he slowly stretched out his hand...

  The figures of the two people on the ground were connected together through this little hand.

  Luo Xiaomei's body froze suddenly, and she raised her eyes to look at him... She thought that he didn't know her little movements and thoughts. However, in fact, he watched from beginning to end...

  Thinking of this, she lowered her head a little embarrassedly, feeling the warmth from her palm.

   This is her dream moment! I didn't expect it to happen so realistically on such a night...

  The two dawdled for a while before they reached the downstairs of Luo Xiaomei's house.

   "That... I'm going back." Luo Xiaomei's long eyelashes fluttered gently like feathers, concealing the nostalgia deep in her eyes.

   "Well, you can go back!" Lee Minho replied softly, but still held onto her hand.

   "You..." Luo Xiaomei was naturally reluctant to take her hand out of his, but if it goes on like this... when will she be able to go home?

Just when she blushed and her heart was beating, Lee Minho reluctantly let go of her hand, coughed lightly and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back for a while... Well, you go in, I'm here to watch you. "

  Luo Xiaomei slowly walked towards the door... But at the moment when she got to the door, she looked back at him again, with a happy smile between her eyebrows.

   "I'm really gone!" She said shyly, then pushed open the door...

  Lee Minho has been standing in the same place, I don't know how long it took before he took a step back, and there was still a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

  Under the bright moonlight, he accidentally bumped into a dark shadow.

   "Ke Jingheng? You...what are you doing here so late?" Lee Minho blurted out, but soon regretted what he had just said.

  The past friendship between the two was pretty good, but I don't know when there was an invisible crack between them.

   As for the reason, both boys knew it well, but no one wanted to reveal it.

   To his surprise, Ke Jingheng actually answered his question: "Come out for a walk..."

   "Well, then I'll go back first..." Lee Minho nodded at him and walked towards his villa.

  Ke Jingheng is like a sculpture, he has been standing there, watching his back disappear into the night...

  Just now he was standing under a big tree not far ahead, watching them hold hands through the dim moonlight, and walked past him.

   Although he had decided to give up, he even thought he had forgotten. But when I see this scene, I can't help but feel heartache...

  It turned out that he had never forgotten, but just buried those past events in his heart.

   After an unknown amount of time, he turned around slowly and raised his head to look at the window of Luo Xiaomei's room.

   Her window was already lit, and behind the pink curtains a small figure was shaking.

   Although it was just a very vague figure, he could still imagine her frown and smile...