"You -" Gong Suhe opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yuze.
She can clearly feel the difference between boys' hands and girls' hands.
His palms were wide and powerful, almost completely covering her soft hands.
He held her tightly, palms gradually dripping sweat.
Gong Suhe felt that his heart missed a beat.
She couldn't help breathing lightly. She started, but she didn't use much force.
There was a heat on her cheek. She looked at Lu Yuze again and found that he was no better.
His cheeks are rare red, and his ears are pink, which is quite different from the usual.
Silence between the two suddenly down, it seems to say any more words, will increase ambiguity.
In this more suffocating air, a teenager in a wheelchair suddenly bumps into Gong Suhe's sight.
It's Zhai Xingchen.
Gong Suhe didn't expect to meet Zhai Xingchen here.
In fact, after he transferred school, she had not seen him since she saw him at the winery last time.
Zhai Xingchen doesn't like to talk, and they have no common friends, so Gong Suhe almost never heard the name again.
If she hadn't seen him now, she would have forgotten the silent boy.
She was about to say hello, but suddenly realized that her hand was still held by Lu Yuze.
Although Zhai Xingchen has transferred, he is a classmate after all.
Gong Suhe was not ready to make it public, so she was almost subconscious. She suddenly pulled her hand out of Lu Yuze's palm.
Lu Yuze was empty in an instant, and his heart was empty.
He also saw Zhai Xingchen, who seemed to be gong Suhe's classmate, but why did Zhai Xingchen look like this?
Juvenile eyes red, white cheeks because of this red, and a bit more colorful.
But his expression is on the verge of breaking, light brown eyes have complex emotions rolling.
Zhai Xingchen clenched the armrest of the wheelchair, his eyes tightly locked Gong Suhe, his voice trembling: "why do you hold hands with him?"
Gong Suhe was stunned.
Zhai Xingchen has never spoken to her in such a tone.
In the past, when he became a classmate, he was always indifferent and refused all kinds of good intentions.
Later, when he was a little mature, he seemed to be a gentle little suckling dog, never showing his tusks.
Now, he doesn't look like anything.
His breathing rate is very high, his forehead is blue, and even Gong Suhe doesn't need to feel his pulse. He knows that Zhai Xingchen's heart rate is probably over 100.
She looked at her suspiciously: "what's wrong with you?"
She looked around and didn't see Xu Bo, so she asked, "did you come out by yourself?"
However, Zhai Xingchen turned a deaf ear to her words.
He only repeated, like a desperate beast: "why do you hold hands with him?"
Gong Su he blinked. He didn't know what Zhai Xingchen was doing.
But if you let her say that she is almost puppy love, and a little difficult to speak.
At this time, Lu Yuze broke the atmosphere.
"We're together," he said bluntly
Zhai Xingchen does not listen to him, but still looks at Gong Suhe.
As if she just said no, no matter how bad the reason, he would believe it.
What he wanted was just the last piece of driftwood.
Gong Suhe turned to look at the tall Lu Yuze beside her, and her heart filled with guilt.
She just promised him, and immediately refused to admit it, which is really bad.
Although she is not ready to be completely public, she is not a shrinking person.
So she said to Zhai Xingchen, "I'm in love with him."