However, he was caught up in the sweetness and torture of this love, unable to extricate himself.
***
Su Jiu walked briskly on the boulevard to her school. Thinking of Rong Si's words and the warm touch on her lips, she could not help but smile.
She felt a little dizzy, as if she were surrounded by pink bubbles.
At that moment, a tall, slender figure appeared in front of her. Startled, she looked up.
Han… Han Siye?
Han Siye's eyes flickered after he had reappeared in front of her after a while. Then he looked at her steadily.
His eyes were troubled, eager, struggling, sad… as if he were looking at a rare treasure he could only dream of.
"Little Jiu," he said in a low voice, unlike his usual brash and bossy manner.
Not knowing how to face him, Su Jiu dryly laughed. "Hi, It has been a while."
Han Siye's throat bobbed.
