First Love Fantasy Season: The Prince Is A Little Bad

She admired the boy in front of her slightly, with his cool and handsome face, and the light in his deep eyes that seemed to be able to suck away people's souls. However, his slightly curved lips made her feel him inexplicably.

of tenderness.

It can only be said that she does not want to reject him, just like she rejects those people in school who want to pursue her. Instead, she has an inexplicable affection for him. It's strange, isn't it? This is the first time she has met him!

Those people, she was afraid from the bottom of her heart to talk to them.

But, why doesn't she want to hate this boy? Didn't she just meet him for the first time?

She couldn't help but lower her head and think.

"Do you remember? It was your bicycle that saved me that day. We ran away together from here." There was a slight lightness in his tone, as if counting in detail.

Yinghan raised his head fiercely: "Is it you?"

"You really don't remember me!" He seemed to sigh, and then said: "But I haven't forgotten you!"

"I..." She didn't forget him, she just didn't look at his face carefully that day, and there were scars and blood on his face. So, she didn't recognize him just now. But, he said he didn't forget her, what did that mean?

"Have you just entered high school? In your first year of high school?" He asked casually as if he didn't want to continue the question.

"This is the first year of high school." She replied, looking back at the sky.

It is getting dark, and the bright sky blue has been replaced by a light orange-red.

"You like the sky very much?"

"Well..." Yinghan turned back: "I like it very much. As long as I look at the sky, I may not care about the things that make me feel painful."

He didn't answer and looked up at the sky.

Ying Han also looked up at the sky, which was beginning to turn gray, and said after a long time: "Is it getting dark soon? I'm going home."

"I'm sending you back to repay you for saving me last time." He replied.

"Didn't you say that my bicycle saved you?" She smiled lightly.

He also smiled: "But you are the owner of the bicycle. If you don't agree, it can't save me."

"But, you already sent me home once that day."

She went on to say that she suddenly felt relaxed when talking to him, and she no longer felt afraid in her heart, but instead felt a little happy.

"That's what you asked me to give. I didn't want to repay it myself." This was his answer.

Sit in his back seat, close your eyes, and listen to the gentle breeze blowing by, bringing you shallow breathing.