"Are you serious?"
The man suddenly perked up and pressed Song Yao against the wall.
Zuo Huo was so close that Song Yao could see every pore on his face clearly. It was as if she would be punished on the spot if she said anything wrong.
"Of course," Song Yao said. "When I get into university, we'll get married."
Before she could finish, Zuo Huo picked her up and kissed her on the lips. "I hope you can keep your word!"
Song Yao smiled. "Of course!"
When she took the college entrance examination, which was next year, she would have a rough understanding of Zuo Huo. It would not be too late to talk about marriage then.
However, she was not sure if Zuo Huo would still want her when the time came.
"Will you change your mind?" Song Yao asked Zuo Huo like a girl in love.
"No." Zuo Huo looked at her and said, "I only like you, and… I've liked you silently for many years."
