First Date (4)

  She couldn't think of an answer and didn't want to think about it anymore. In fact, compared to being subtle, she preferred a more direct approach, but Li Jiahao's way was inexplicably heart-wrenching for her.

  She lingered for a few minutes, and then slowly withdrew her hand from his arm. However, what she didn't expect was that just as she had withdrawn halfway, a warm and dry palm covered hers.

  She didn't need to turn her head to know who it was.

  His hand tightened around hers until it was wrapped snugly within. The heat of skin against skin sent her heart racing suddenly.

  I thought he was asleep.

  Du Ke thought dully, it couldn't be, she hadn't slept all night, and he must have seen her panic and loss.

  This guy, always making her experience extreme emotions, never getting tired of it. It seems that if she doesn't lose control once in a while, he won't be satisfied. But precisely because of this, it has the opposite effect, making her unable to extricate herself, leaving her heart hanging there for him to see, and all rationality is lost.

  So easily caught. Whether it's fingers or hearts.

  Later, Li Jiahao laughed at her excuse more than once, saying it was too common. If there's anything to pick on, it would be the kiss between the male and female leads in the later movie.

  At that time, he held it so tightly, and then the two of them strolled back along the same path, both sweating profusely, but he still didn't let go.

  This feeling, can't be expressed. She and he talked a lot about the interesting things in school, swinging her arms, telling anecdotes about every building on campus. The asphalt road underfoot was clean and flat, and when the wind blew, there were light willow catkins falling on her collar and cuffs, fluffy, like big snowflakes.

  She suddenly felt happy.

  It wasn't the first date, nor was it the first time she held hands with a man. When she was with Xu Xue, she didn't know if it was because of online dating, but their progress was rapid. He leaned over to kiss her in the cramped driver's seat, without any unnecessary foreplay, doing it cleanly and efficiently. She had thought that was love, that was passionate.

  It wasn't until then that she understood. A man loving her didn't need a kiss, just holding hands was enough. The treasuring in his eyes was the source of her happiness.

  Li Jiahao sent her downstairs, but stood still and refused to leave. She had no choice but to speak again with a mouthful of saliva, saying some irrelevant things, finally saying, "If you don't go back now, it will be dark soon."

  He smiled at her, his eyebrows curved, captivating. He said okay, but didn't let go, and after a while, he whispered, "Next week I have something to do, can't come see you. But you can text me."

  She didn't react for a moment, only nodding vaguely. It wasn't until she saw the person off that she slowly realized this was why Li Jiahao had struck while the iron was hot. Thinking back on the details of the day, she felt like there was something, but wasn't sure what it was. It seemed like every one of his actions had a reason behind it, but she couldn't guess what that reason was.

  She gazed at her palms and the sparkling, sticky sweat on them. She smiled foolishly to herself, what did it matter? At least one thing was certain: Li Jiahao really liked her, he wasn't just playing around. That was enough. Love was such a simple thing, why bother with anything else.

  The phone in her pocket buzzed and she took it out to look at it, the smile on her face deepened a few more degrees.