Chapter 52: Christmas Appointment

  At this time, the cold wind seemed to be even more fierce, violently blowing people's clothes, and also violently blowing Ouyang Yunqing's face, which was already icy with tears. She felt that her body had lost all its warmth, so the grievance in her eyes had a feeling of being frozen.

  When Ouyang Yunqing saw Leng Yiyang turn his head and heard what he said, she was naturally very happy in her heart. However, after a pause, she suddenly felt that something was off. Leng Yiyang's gaze was very warm, which must be an illusion. Ouyang Yunqing let out a sob, as if recalling something from a long, long time ago...

  At that time, Ouyang Yunqing was just a girl who had just entered junior high school, wearing a sailor suit uniform, with a particularly small body, tied with two ponytails, like a primary school student, not at all like a junior high school student.

  That day, the school was holding a sports meeting. Ouyang Yunqing was in high spirits, cheering on the athletes from her class, and then she went to buy water for them with a skip in her step. However, who would have known that outside the convenience store, she was surrounded by a group of girls from her class, "Ouyang Yunqing, I heard you're especially good at acting cute!"

  "You're already in junior high school, but you still act like a primary school student! Aren't you ashamed?"

  "And even dared to flirt with the boys in our class! How shameless!"

  "Are you planning on buying water for the boys in our class? You're really something! They all have girlfriends already, do they still need you to buy them water?"

  "Look at yourself!"

  All sorts of unpleasant words reached Ouyang Yunqing's ears, she shook her head disbelievingly, "No, you've misunderstood, I'm doing it for the athletes in our class..."

  "Slap——" Before Ou Yang Yun Qing could finish speaking, she was slapped hard by a girl. Ou Yang Yun Qing felt her face burning and tears streaming down her eyes. The several bottles of water in her hands "clinked——" fell to the ground one after another, hitting her feet, very painful.

  "Let me tell you, if you dare to get close to my boyfriend again, it won't just be a slap in the face!" The girl said viciously and then turned around and left with an air of nonchalance, as if she was the protagonist of this world and everyone had to pay attention to her, like a princess who overshadowed everything.

  The other girls also gave Ouyang Yunqing a stern look and left one by one, it's unknown why they came here to show off, as if this is what youth is all about. It seems that if you don't have the courage to fight, then you're not truly experiencing youth. Just staring at a girl with tears streaming down her face fills their hearts with joy, perhaps only after a long, long time will they realize how pathetic they were at this moment.

  Ouyang Yunqing didn't dare to look at their fierce eyes, but instead lowered her head and counted the drops of tears falling on the ground. The grievances in her heart were replaced by hatred, she clenched her fists and bit her lips fiercely.

  "This is for you!"

  Next to her, a boy's voice suddenly rang out, seemingly still in the midst of developing his secondary sex characteristics. The boy's voice was still crisp and clear. Ouyang Yunqing sometimes really would suddenly recall that time, that crisp and handsome boy. She slowly lifted her head, looking at the boy who had walked to face her. For some reason, first-year boys were always unusually short, and this one was only about as tall as she was. Looking at the warm but unsmiling face of the boy in front of her, Ouyang Yunqing felt a wave of dizziness wash over her eyes.

  She sniffled, looking at the painting handed over from the boy's hand, and then looked at the painting board behind the boy's back. She was also convinced that this boy must be very fond of painting. This is her first definition for Leng Yiyang. Ouyang Yunqing paused for a moment, looked into Leng Yiyang's eyes again, and then raised her hands to take over the painting from Leng Yiyang's hand.

  Taking a closer look, the painting depicted a very happy SpongeBob. Ouyang Yunqing couldn't help but lift her head again and look at the boy, but she didn't say anything. After all, she still didn't know this boy, and she wouldn't talk to someone she wasn't familiar with.

  The boy shrugged, looking very relaxed and carefree, gazing at Ouyang Yunqing, saying: "This SpongeBob's smile is quite infectious, I wonder if it can make you stop crying. I think girls look better when they smile."

  "Ah?" Ouyang Yunqing's eyebrows furrowed in surprise, but her heart inexplicably felt a little happy. However, the boy opposite her turned and left without even waiting for her to say "thank you". She suddenly found herself extremely fond of the painting on the boy's back.

  I don't know how long it took, but the cold wind just got colder and my legs started shaking uncontrollably. Ouyang Yunqing took a deep breath of the cold air, feeling her nose start to ache again. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Leng Yiyang, and whispered: "If you don't dislike me, why do you always avoid me? Even though we're in the same class, you pretend not to see me, even when I enthusiastically greet you every day like a fool... Do you know that the reason I smile so happily every day is because of what you said before? You said girls look better when they smile..."

  Leng Yiyang quietly listened to Ouyang Yunqing's words, suddenly feeling that this winter was no longer cold, with a warm heart, but unable to speak.

  "I wasn't actually daydreaming, I just hoped to quietly watch you. I'll move forward towards a goal, maybe become a little better, and then you'll see me... So please don't hide from me anymore, go do what you want to do, and I won't bother you again..."

  Ouyang Yunqing didn't know what she was saying, she only knew that she had a lot to say and wanted to get it all out on this cold winter's day.

  Leng Yi Yang looked at Ouyang Yun Qing, who had been hanging her head and muttering to herself, and the warmth in his heart also appeared in his eyes, making his gaze very warm. However, he inexplicably felt a pang of sorrow, feeling sorry for the trembling and sobbing girl.

  "Ouyang Yunqing, Christmas, be my girlfriend for a day!" Leng Yiyang smiled slightly, "Okay?"

  "Huh?" Ouyang Yunqing raised her head, very puzzled by Leng Yiyang's words. A one-day girlfriend? She felt uneasy in her heart, if it was just a one-day girlfriend, then she would rather have nothing at all, never to get close to him again.

  Leng Yiyang didn't know when he had turned around, he quietly stared at Ouyang Yunqing and said: "Maybe it's a bit rash, but I really want to be your boyfriend for a day."

  The cold wind seemed to have stopped, but the whole winter was still very cold. The two people stood facing each other for a long time, and Ouyang Yunqing shivered, raised her right hand, covered her nose, feeling that her nose was particularly cold, while her hands became especially warm. She smiled faintly, slowly put down her hand, and said, "Good."

  Leng Yiyang only felt a little dizzy at this moment, and he was also particularly afraid of being rejected. His heart skipped half a beat. If Ouyang Yunqing shook her head, he didn't know how to face what came next. Now that he saw Ouyang Yunqing nodding in agreement, he couldn't help but feel some excitement, like a child, and a smile hung on his lips. However, he still forgot that he was just a kid himself.

  "Let's go home together!" Leng Yiyang said with a faint smile.