The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 841
Huo Yanxi glanced at him. She heard him talk about his girlfriend two days ago and even brought a gift to his girlfriend.
Huo Yanxi looked at the time and took the suitcase, “Let’s go on a date with my girlfriend.”
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On Christmas night, the school club held some small activities. The atmosphere was very lively. There were lights hanging on the pine trees and young lovers. On a date in the woods, tonight is a good day to confess your love.
Various updates in the circle of friends were flashing on the screen. Wen Yao’s phone was placed on the table. After taking a shower in the bathroom, he heard a sudden commotion outside. It is human nature to eat melon. He was lying on the bed and sitting on a stool in the dormitory. The two of them stood up in unison.
Another Alpha roommate came back from outside at this moment, opened the door and said: “Oh shit, someone is confessing downstairs.”
In an instant, the three people in the dormitory rushed out as a group, Wen Yao looked at no one. In the dormitory, I wiped my hair, put on my coat and went out to take a look.
The view upstairs is good, but there are a lot of people crawling in the corridor. Downstairs, a candle-shaped light is placed with a heart. One person is holding a rose and a trumpet in his hand, calling someone’s name.
Another person, probably feeling embarrassed, came out of the dormitory while putting on his pants, and shouted outside, “Fuck, stop screaming! I’m here!” The onlookers burst into laughter, and many
people Taking the video with his phone, Wen Yao touched his pocket and remembered that his phone was still in the dormitory. He turned around and took it out, took a photo and sent it to Huo Yanxi.
No reply there.
When things were almost done downstairs, people around him cheered and said, “Let’s kiss each other.” Wen Yao didn’t look any further, as it would easily hurt his eyes.
When he returned to the dormitory, he refreshed the circle of friends. When he scrolled down, his fingertips suddenly tightened and he pulled up twice. He saw a photo in the circle of friends. The picture was a selfie of a girl. Someone behind her was in the mirror. The man bent over and carefully selected in front of the flower stall. He seemed to be aware of the camera, and his narrow eyes glanced towards the camera, just in time to be captured.
It’s Huo Yanxi, he’s back.
The background was not far from their school gate, and Wen Yao passed there during the day.
This girl is Wen Yao’s classmate. Wen Yao looked at the post time in WeChat Moments, poked the girl privately, and asked her when the photo was taken. While waiting for the reply, he had already started to put on his clothes, and handed it to Huo Yanxi. I made a call and it said it was shut down.
Wen Yao put on his white tube socks and sneakers, and received a reply to the message. The girl said that about ten minutes ago, Wen Yao put his cell phone into his pocket, took out a small box from the table and put it into his pocket. When he went out He grabbed the black umbrella at the door and hurriedly went downstairs.
The crowd was still gathering downstairs. Wen Yao passed through the edge, his heart beating faster and faster. His sneakers made a crunching sound in the snow. His footsteps became faster and faster, and his breathing became rapid.
Huo Yanxi came without him mentioning it.
It’s snowing outside, and snowflakes are falling in the air. The dim street lights are on. Snowflakes are falling on the top of the man’s hair. His black hair seems to be dyed white. The man is wearing a turtleneck sweater and a black coat. He stands under the streetlight and lowers his head. Looking at the phone.
out of battery.
I forgot to charge it when I got home.
Huo Yanxi held a bouquet of roses in her hands, looking at the bright red color and feeling a little stupid.
Romance is really not suitable for this kind of thing…
The shadow fell from the top of his head. Huo Yanxi raised his head and saw a black umbrella, covering the street lights above his head and the snow falling from the sky.
He heard slightly disordered breathing behind him, and the hand holding the rose tightened, making a rustling sound.
Huo Yanxi turned his head and saw Alpha’s smiling face, and there was still mist in his breathing.
”What a coincidence, Brother Huo.” Alpha said to him with a smile.
Huo Yanxi felt that the light emitted from him was enough to match the street lights.
Two seconds later, Huo Yanxi came to his senses, “Why are you here?”
Wen Yao: “Passing by.”
Huo Yanxi: “…”
A person who was watching the excitement in the dormitory suddenly passed by and couldn’t see anything. Too believable.
”Are the flowers for me?” Wen Yao asked, looking down at the rose in his hand.
Huo Yanxi: “…Well, I bought whatever I wanted.”
”Thank you, Brother Huo.” Wen Yao took the rose, “The flowers are very beautiful, I like them very much.”
He was talking about flowers, but his eyes were looking at Huo Yanxi of.
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Wen Yao’s eyes seemed to have bright stars twinkling, dazzling and scorching so hot that it was hard to look directly at them. Huo Yanxi turned his head and put his hands in his pockets.
When Wen Yao took the flower, her warm fingertips brushed against the back of his hand and squeezed his fingertips, whether intentionally or not.
”When did you come back?” Wen Yao asked.
Huo Yanxi: “In the past two days.”
Wen Yao saw that the coat he was wearing was the one he bought last time they went shopping together. He leaned over. Huo Yanxi took a step back. Wen Yao raised one hand. He held an umbrella and held a flower in one hand. The hand holding the flower went around his waist and pressed against his lower back. He lowered his head and sniffed at his shoulder.
The bright red roses formed a sharp contrast with the color of the black coat, and the loose coat instantly outlined the traces of her waist.
The shadows of the two people under the street lamp were elongated. Under the black umbrella, they were wearing similar black coats. The man’s bony hands held the roses. The bouquet of roses was not exaggeratedly large. It was enough to hold it with one hand, and his skin was cold. The blood vessels can be clearly seen on the back of Bai’s hand, making this scene particularly ambiguous.
Huo Yanxi took his hand out of his pocket and placed it on Wen Yao’s arm.
This place is not in a crowded area. A road is covered with white snow, and lights are hung on the pine trees. The light of the street lights falls on the black umbrella. The two people stand under the umbrella, so close that they look like they are embracing each other. Together.
