What was first love? A pure dewdrop at the tip of your heart? A kite with a broken string? A math problem with no answer?
Or a cold, beautiful, terrifying female ghost carrying a gift?
Expelled Gao Ming leaned against the wooden table. Liu Yi stood in the doorway in a casual suit, while Fan Li stood between them, looking utterly confused and wondering whether he was something of a third wheel.
"Liu Yi, you look a lot older." The moment Gao Ming opened his mouth, Fan Li knew things were about to go wrong. Even a hopelessly clueless straight guy like him knew better than to tell a girl she looked old.
After making sure the door was locked, Liu Yi walked around the room with her gift box, never taking her eyes off Gao Ming. "Did I ever confess my feelings to you?"
"Some thugs from outside school were harassing you. I couldn't stand it, so I fought them. Then you took me to the school infirmary, bought me a bunch of things, and kept me company for days." Gao Ming frowned. "But I made it clear that you should focus on studying instead of dating at your age."
Liu Yi couldn't bear to listen anymore. Without a word, she flipped open the two diaries on the table.
"Is this a present for me?" Gao Ming was about to touch the bright red gift box when Liu Yi suddenly reached out and held it down.
"Why?"
"The gift inside this box is mine." Liu Yi took a step forward and stood in front of Gao Ming. She wore very light makeup, and the air around her was cold.
They were a little too close. Dressed in his school uniform, Gao Ming instinctively stepped back, but Liu Yi followed