Chapter 1306: 1306. Chapter 1306 Moving Story 1

1306. Chapter 1306 Moving Story 1

66th floor, a lonely smile alone posted on 2009.08.26 15:47:33

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In eighth grade, there was a flirtatious boy who fell in love with a girl. The boy decided from then on to wholeheartedly treat the girl. But the girl did not accept his love; the girl's close friend quietly told the boy that actually the girl had started liking him since seventh grade. However, his behavior made the girl very sad. The girl knew he liked her and was also happy, but feared the boy was just playing around. After hearing this, the boy's eyes turned red; he felt deep regret. That night, returning home (no one was home), he took a fruit knife, knelt on the balcony, gazed at the starry sky, and said: He resolved to love the girl wholeheartedly, never to be flirtatious again, never to change in this lifetime. Blood dripped from the knife onto the ground; the boy seemed to see the girl nodding in the blood, and the boy smiled.

After that day, the boy changed; he no longer hung around in large groups of girls fooling around, nor did he ride his bicycle to take other girls home. The boy became well-behaved. He always silently stayed by the girl's side, accompanying her with homework and seeing her home. When it rained and the girl had no umbrella, the boy immediately handed her his umbrella, while he himself plunged headfirst into the rain curtain... Eventually, the girl was gradually moved and came to believe in the boy's love. One day, it was the boy's birthday; the girl and their close friends went to celebrate his birthday. That park was a small island; the riverside at night was especially beautiful and tranquil. They stood on the bridge, watching the rainbow lights on the distant bridge reflect in the water, creating rippling waves, bathed in the moist breeze, listening to the melting snow drip-drip-drip from the small bridge. The girl suddenly noticed that the boy had at some point taken her hand; her face flushed red, and she instinctively shrank her hand back. But the boy's grip was strong, he continued to hold her tightly, warm and comforting in the cold winter. 'Let's go play there,' the boy broke the silence. 'Great! Let's go to the haunted house!' the friends cheered. In fact, they had secretly agreed beforehand to toss the boy and girl to the back to see what would happen. Hehe, the haunted house was indeed terrifying—dim lights, glowing bloody letters, occasional monsters lunging out. The girl was frightened badly, lying behind the boy and screaming loudly. The boy patted the girl's head, smiling, 'Little dummy, with me here, no one can hurt you; don't be afraid!' After leaving the haunted house, their friends had somehow disappeared, which was just fine; they strolled along a forest path, the girl took the boy's hand and said she wanted to give him a gift. The girl wrapped a scarf around the boy's neck. The boy then embraced the girl; the girl, embarrassed, struggled to free herself. The boy somehow produced a bouquet of roses, bright under the moonlight, lovely and dewy, and said, 'I like you.' The boy confessed his feelings; the girl panicked and also cried. The boy gently helped the girl wipe away her tears...... The friends unexpectedly appeared again from somewhere, cheering as they scattered rose petals into the air. Under the bright moonlight, set off by the stars, the scarlet rose petals on the white snow shone brightly—was this love? Perhaps; it was truly beautiful......