Sweet, Although Short

"Sorry, I Love You"

Text / Dragon

Attack: Zhou Yunchen

Accepted: Zhuang Ze

Zhuang Ze liked Zhou Yunchen, and he was deeply fascinated by the first meeting.

The course of science and engineering is boring and tedious. Zhou Yunchen is the only light in the entire classroom, so bright that Zhuang Ze forgot about spring difficulties.

Zhuang Ze secretly observed Zhou Yunchen, looking at his forearm on the desk, watching his fingers turning his pen, watching his focused expression, and fantasizing that his sight would fall to him.

It's a pity not once.

Zhuang Ze never dared to approach him.

He knew his name, his mobile phone number, his dormitory, his society, and his girlfriend.

Very beautiful girl, like the summer wind, long blond hair can entangle a man's heart. Zhuang Ze watched silently, watching silently, no way to leave and no blessing.

Before the vending machine, Zhou Yunchen stopped Zhuang Ze.

Zhuang Ze was startled by him. His heart beat fast, but he didn't even have the courage to look up at him.

Zhou Yunchen asked him: "Do you like Luo Huiyan?" Who is Luo Huiyan? She is a beautiful girlfriend with Zhou Yunchen's blond hair.

Zhuang Ze said, "Yes. \"

Zhou Yunchen's voice was very cold: "She is my girlfriend."

Zhuang Ze looked down: "I know."

Zhou Yunchen approached him and threatened: "Don't approach her."

Zhuang Zeton paused and summoned his courage for a lifetime: "I won't be near him, but I like him."

In the cool spring night, Zhuang Ze's head looked like the hot sun at noon, and the deep love burned people's hearts.

Zhou Yunchen was provoked.

Zhuang Ze thought he would be punched, but Zhou Yunchen just approached him and said in a low voice, "She can't like you."

Zhuang Ze sniffed his clean breath, and smiled with curved lips: "I know."

Zhou Yunchen felt dazzling, he repeated: "She will never like you."

Zhuang Ze nodded: "It doesn't matter."

Zhou Yunchen smashed into the vending machine and stared at him: "Even if she doesn't like you, you still like her"

Zhuang Ze didn't look at him this time. He just lowered his head and looked at the tip of the shoe that they were about to run into, and said softly, "It's my thing to like him, and it has nothing to do with everything else."

"You ..." Zhou Yunchen didn't hit him in the end, just threw the drink in his hands into the trash can far away. Just like when he shot on the basketball, he was accurate, accurate, and handsome, even with anger.

Zhuang Ze looked at the back of Zhou Yunchen's departure, and thought: I have said everything I want to say, that's good.