Sang Xia's ears were a little hot. She looked at Rong Zhan, not expecting that she would be his first love.
And it started with a crush.
She stared at him, her breathing a little heavy as she muttered, " then why did you keep it from me just now? "
As she spoke, she followed his arm down and held his hand tightly. Her tone became a little gentler, with a hint of hidden bitterness. Huahua, can't you see how sad I am? "
can't you see that i'm sad?
Didn't he?
Rong Zhan's long and narrow eyes looked at her without blinking, and he pursed his thin lips. I saw it.
Yes, he saw it. He did it on purpose.
"Then why do you have to make me sad before you're willing to tell me?"
"Because I want you to be sad with me."
As soon as he said that, sang Xia looked at him in shock.
the next second, rong zhan said, " because you're my first love. but you, i'm not yours, huahua. "
So when he thought about it, he felt a little sad.
She was his first love.
