Young man, your profound eyes are the prison cell of that locked heart
Her delicate lips slightly curved upwards, the beautiful arc at the corner of her mouth couldn't hide her joy and warm smile.
The young man's smile was like a painting, his delicate and handsome face seemed to be the most perfect work of art created by God with every stroke.
His slender white fingers were quietly lying in my palm with a sapphire earring shining between them.
Some children pointed to their ears, meaning clear, and the smile in their eyes deepened.
Accompanied by the cheers from upstairs and downstairs, her cheeks gradually became hot, she tiptoed on her toes, and the white and smooth earlobe made the earrings even more exquisite.
The young man's delicate face was paired with a sapphire earring.
With an ineffable ethereal beauty and an innate noble elegance.
Serene and beautiful colors of the deep sea, spotless and crystal clear beauty.
The young man slightly bowed his head, accompanied by a faint breath, and warm air splashed on his cheek.
Softly brushing against her cheek, somewhat ambiguous, somewhat intimate.
Fingertips gently swept aside the stray hairs beside her right ear and hooked them behind it, accompanied by a faint cool sensation as the earrings were put on.
"Farewell... I love you." The words that only two people could hear were powerful and strongly impacted the fragile eardrum.
In that instant, my heart skipped a beat, and the frozen moment was breathtakingly beautiful.
This slowly flowing blood is like boiling water with tears.
Rolling with bubbles, evaporating is that thin coolness.
The rapidly rising temperature scorched the edges of the ears where the breath had swept past.
The boy's exclusive aura turned into a sweet and sticky atmosphere surrounding him.
The frank love intention flowing at the bottom of his eyes is like a deep blue ocean that can suffocate people.
Sparkling waves of light as beautiful as a Ukiyo-e painting, drowning in the depths of the ocean, struggling but unable to free itself, gradually sinking until it merges into one.
Young man, how much longer will you struggle with this heart before giving up?
That lively heart which was no longer able to love had lost its temperature three years ago.
Do you know that your deep eyes are actually a prison cell for that tightly locked heart, tied up so tightly that it's suffocating.
Once in a lifetime, I got lost in your sweet words, the honeysuckle blooming with that eternal loyalty.
Flowers bloom and fall, petals falling on whose fingertips are slightly cool.
Only see flying flowers but not you, countless times waking up from dreams startled only because now he is going to stir his heart into a mess again.
"One kiss, one kiss~" The cheers and applause on and off the stage spread wildly, and the smile in his eyes became even more profound.
Lustrous thin lips slightly hooked, revealing an enchanting and dazzling beauty that cannot be fully expressed.
"Frosty..." Her eyes were filled with gentle emotions like water, and her enchanting voice softly whispered the two words.
Palm gradually filled with dense sweat beads, heartbeat gradually slowed down and accelerated.
He slowly bowed his head, and a faint breath spread across his cheeks.
With a soft and warm sensation on the forehead, an electrifying numbness sensitized every nerve, spreading to the slightly cool fingertips.
Some boys of similar age below the platform were whistling and applauding with excitement.
It was as if that sweet moment had become each other's most beautiful memory.
"Misty, your face is red." Fingertips lightly stroked across the scorching cheek.
The clear eyes sparkled with some damned teasing, and the slightly curved corners of his mouth were enchanting and captivating.
"Who said I did? Su Hee-jin, I didn't give you permission to touch me."
He stammered and said, trying to use tough words to cover up his own cowardice.
"It's all right, we've all been through it..."
A harmless smile paired with sapphire studs on the ears, like a handsome young man in white clothes, untainted and elegant.
Thick eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow, delicate and soft thin lips slightly hooked.
Crush the brilliant summer's shallow smile and draw it on the tip of my heart with warm and sincere emotions.
It's just... everyone has experienced it before... no matter how you listen to this sentence, it sounds unpleasant.
Why is it that whether you listen casually or carefully consider, you can always taste a hint of ambiguity and strangeness.
The faint smile on the boy's lips shattered the grandeur and bloomed in the warm afternoon of a lush August.
You can click on the "Collect" button below to record this (the text of the youth, your deep eyes are the prison cell of that locked heart) and see it next time you open the bookshelf! Please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.) Thank you for your support!!

