So salty!
The tears on her lips kept seeping into my mouth, bringing a slightly astringent, salty taste, but her red lips were so soft and tender, sweet…
She kissed with such vigor, yet tears never stopped streaming down, as if conveying sorrow, and yet like being touched.
We kissed for a long time, so long she almost couldn't breathe, and her tongue was sore before she finally stopped, staring at me with tear-filled eyes and then suddenly laughed.
Her cheeks turning redder as if regretting her bold confession, she stomped her feet in embarrassment, silent, then turned and ran away.
"Chen Yang, see you Monday! I'll be okay, you wait for me!"
And then she was gone in a moment.
I stood dazed for a long time, wiped away the tears from the corner of my mouth, and walked away.
When we saw each other again on Monday, she looked much better. During lunch, she pulled me secretly into the stairwell, presenting a lunch box she had specifically prepared.
