Gong Shao proposed again today

Chapter 1009 Did I do something wrong? (15)

But he really runs faster, in order not to waste his time, she should really be quiet...

Moreover, one thunder after another exploded in the sky, and she was so frightened that she almost lost her wits, and she no longer had the energy to care so much.

Gong Shirao hugged him tightly, not daring to move, her entire face pressed against his chest.

She was obviously most afraid of thunder, but now, she was able to listen to the bursts of thunder in the rain without any cover, and she didn't cry out in fright.

Because he was here, she suddenly felt that she was not so afraid...

This is the embrace of the little brother she has always liked...it's so warm, so warm...

But she knew that such warmth did not belong to her...

Her eye sockets became a little wet, maybe no one would know if she wanted to cry now.After all, it keeps raining.But she really didn't dare to cry, because she was afraid that the time that belonged to them was too short. Once she used it to cry, she would have no time to remember this short beauty.

It only takes him 3 minutes to run from here to the hut in front...

It seems that the time between her and him is always pitifully short, every time is counted in minutes...

A rare encounter.

Endless separation.

No wonder he likes others...

After all, a person's embrace is too warm.It's really easy to get addicted.

But platonic love only exists in her imagination.

It's because she has never tasted the beauty of kissing and hugging, so she can love someone so endlessly. It's not surprising that she has liked someone for so long, right?

However, after being kissed by him, carried by him, hugged by him... Only then did she know that the beauty of a person does not exist at all.

From now on, she reminisces about the bits and pieces of today, how can she endure the slowly long night, the cold room where she is alone, and the sighs that are only her alone?
Only 3 minutes left...

Gong Shirao closed her eyes and hugged him tightly.As if I was really afraid of the lightning and thunder.

How could he know that she was actually more afraid of such a short meeting, just for the endless parting...

I envy Ou Yimo that he can call him 'A Zhan', it seems that the relationship is so close that it cannot be more intimate, even though it is just a casual word, it can prove that the relationship is far and near.

And she, even calling out his name, has to hesitate for a long time...

little brother.

senior.

senior.

Zhan Nanjue...

"Actually, you don't know, how much I want to call your name casually, in a very intimate and simple way..."

Let her secret be buried in this heavy rain forever.

Comes with this rain, ends with this rain.

She only has 3 minutes...

She remembered the first time she saw him when she was a child, it was by the fountain in Oujia Garden, everyone was laughing, only he saw her, walked over, and asked her why she was crying...

Later, when she saw him again, she had a stomachache during her period and found that it was raining and asked a passerby to borrow an umbrella, only to find out that the person under the umbrella was him.

Tonight, she had leg cramps in the river, and he saved her again.

Now, he even took her into the rain.

The pavilion where they escaped the rain together seems to be special because of it.

The picture of them running together in the rain has also become precious...

It's all because of him, every plant and tree here has meaning...

They seem to have a real relationship with 'water'.

If someone asks her what is her favorite weather, she will answer without hesitation, 'rainy day'.

She likes rain because there are too many memories of him in rainy days.

She likes water because water is part of his name. 'Zhan' was just a very simple word, a very common surname, but because of him, it became her concern.

She dared not tell anyone his name.However, his name has always been a secret in her heart, it is her Weiyang's poem, lingering in her dreams, charming and enchanting, like a love story that no one knows.

(End of this chapter)