To The Lovely You

   A gust of wind blew through, bringing a faint smell of alcohol on his body... Luo Xiaomei stepped back unconsciously and bumped into the cold and stiff tree trunk.

   "Minho...you...you're drunk!" Luo Xiaomei sensed the dangerous message, and the scene in the study that night came to her mind. She stretched out her hand and pressed desperately against his chest, trying to push him away, but Lee Min-ho grabbed her hand tightly.

"Am I drunk?" Lee Minho twitched the corners of his mouth a little stubbornly, and a trace of pain flashed in his deep eyes, "I really hope, I'm drunk... If all this is a dream, that's fine. "

   "What are you talking about, I don't understand. Let's go back quickly!" Luo Xiaomei huddled nervously and tried to break free from his arms, but Li Minho took advantage of the situation and pressed his entire body on top of her.

   His body was so hot that even Luo Xiaomei was sweating. She said incoherently, "Minho, stop making trouble! This...this is the school, what if someone comes over?"

   Lee Minho looked calm, looked at her panic-stricken eyes for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Littleberry, you seem to be... afraid of me?"

  "..." Luo Xiaomei's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and she looked away a little uneasily. For this question, she has no way to say "no" against her will.

   "You...is my girlfriend." Lee Minho stretched out his hand, raised her chin, and forced her to look at him, "Can't I kiss you?"

   Hearing this sentence, Luo Xiaomei's heart beat violently, as if she had just finished a long run. The small heart is full of tension, anxiety... and rejection.

   Seeing that she didn't speak, Lee Minho raised her chin a little more, and then leaned his head towards her little by little...

  Luo Xiaoberry tightly closed his eyes, all the facial features on his face were squeezed together, and his mouth was pursed into a straight line. She kept saying to herself: It's all she owes him, the big deal... just treat it as a gift for saving his life!

   She didn't know that she looked like a martyr who was about to die, and she looked at death as if at home.

   Lee Minho's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and finally stopped at a distance of 0.0001 cm from her: "You...do you hate me kissing you so much?"

  Luo Xiaomei slowly opened her eyes, and in her hazy vision, she saw Li Minhao's eyes that were close at hand, full of deep sadness.

   "Minho, I..." She didn't know what to say because she didn't even know what was wrong with herself. For the past few years, she'd fantasized about being his bride one day and giving him her first kiss.

  Really, at that time, there was only that boy named Lee Minho in her world. But once upon a time, when they inadvertently, everything changed quietly.

   By the time she realized it, the distance between them was getting farther and farther. Perhaps Lee Minho said a lot, that entrance exam left an indelible scar in her heart.

   Before that exam, she gave him unreservedly and trusted him unreservedly, but when she realized that he was not like that to her, her heart broke.

   Broken heart, can it be put together again? Some things, once they happen, can't be regarded as never happened...