To The Lovely You

  The two ran one after the other through the long tree-lined path. The sun shines on them through the fine branches and leaves, and the mottled light and shadow move slowly with the frequency of their running.

   Ke Jingheng is tall and has long legs, so he naturally left Luo Xiaomei far behind. Unconsciously, he slowed down his pace and turned his ears to listen to the movement behind him...

  Luo Xiaoberry ran out of breath and planned to give up. Anyway, if you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple. I'll get to the class in a while and see how she cleans up this guy! Every day I know to tease her and provoke her!

   However, when she found that Ke Jingheng's figure was getting closer and closer to her, she gritted her teeth and chased after him.

   This time, she caught up with him smoothly and grabbed the shoulder strap of his schoolbag directly from behind: "Give it back to me!"

   Ke Jingheng turned back and smiled at her, revealing neat and white teeth, and the fine sunlight reflected in his beautiful eyes.

   "Give it to you! Isn't it just a hairpin!" As he said, he stretched out his hand towards her and slowly opened his palm.

  Luo Xiaomei had no doubts about him. Just as he was about to reach for it, he quickly withdrew his hand and threw the hairpin out with a gesture.

   "Ke Jingheng!" Luo Xiaomei squeezed these three words out of her teeth, "You have successfully challenged my bottom line! Die!"

   She finally couldn't bear to grab his collar and pushed him to a brick wall covered with green vines behind her. Then, she twisted his arm forcefully, turning it three hundred and sixty degrees.

   "Ahhh! Luo Xiaomei, are you still not a woman?" Ke Jingheng asked for help from the passing students while protecting his arm, "Classmate, help me, she's going to molest me!"

   But those students only regarded them as a pair of flirtatious little friends, covered their mouths and snickered, and walked hurriedly with their heads lowered.

Taking advantage of Ke Jingheng's distraction, Luo Xiaomei slammed his lower abdomen a few times, raised her foot and stomped him a few times: "I insulted you? You think so beautifully. !"

   Ke Jingheng leaned back on the flower wall and let her beat his chest. Although the cry was miserable, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

  Because of her anger, her originally fair face was red at the moment, like a tempting apple. The pink lips were slightly pouted, shimmering with a moist luster.

   "Laugh? You're still laughing! You pervert! Masochist!" Luo Xiaomei laughed so happily when she saw him beaten like this by herself, she couldn't help feeling unfulfilled.

   Could it be that her flower boxing and embroidered legs are not offensive at all to him? She rubbed her aching fists, grabbed his hand roughly, opened his fingers one by one, and snatched the butterfly-shaped hairpin.

   "Humph! You are so weak! Let's see if you dare to provoke me next time!" She dropped these words and left angrily.

  Ke Jingheng looked at his empty palms, and the corners of his mouth, which had been raised, pursed tightly. The swaying shade of the tree cast a shadow on his eyes.

   "Hey, wait for me!" He covered his stomach and limped after him, "We're going to clean the lump sum area together this morning, have you forgotten?"

Luo Xiaomei looked at her watch and gave him an angry look: "It's not all because of you, it's been delayed so much time! Why don't you go to the classroom to get a broom! If you're late for a while, see how I clean up you! "