Gu Nuoer turned his head and said, "Brother Si Ming, let's go home too! But you can accompany me to the flowerbed in the school first, I have something to give to you."
Ye Siming immediately stood up and pretended to be cold: "Is that right? Then go now."
What will she give?
Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming came to the flowerbed.
It was the setting sun at night, and there was a bright golden light everywhere.
The eaves of the National Academy of Sciences reflect a beautiful light.
Gu Nuoer squatted beside the flowerbed, her hair was black and her skirt was bright in color.
On her delicate and tender little face, she has curved eyebrows and big eyes like soft water waves.
The little guy reached out and pulled away some weeds and some small flowers that were about to wither.
Ye Siming was waiting aside with his arms folded.
Gu Nuoer's hands were very clever, and her clean and pink fingertips flipped back and forth a few times, and soon she woven a garland.
She happily raised it to Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, lower your head and I'll put it on!"
Ye Siming bowed his head obediently, and although he pretended to be cold and hard in his mouth, "What does it look like when wearing this on his head?"
The little guy fixed the garland to his head.
Then he took two steps back, pinched his chin with his little hand, and looked at it carefully with his long eyelashes.
She smiled and said, "This will look better!"
After saying that, Gu Nuoer blinked his eyes and said in a weird way: "Brother Si Ming, don't worry, I know your little secret. I won't tell anyone else. Don't feel embarrassed."
Ye Siming was stunned: "What secret do I have?"
He looked at the little guy's cunning expression and raised his eyebrows.
Why is there a premonition that she wants to say something bad?
Gu Nuoer covered her mouth with her little hand and said quietly: "I know, you are a wolf-wolf, just like a puppy hook, and you have to dress up in spring."
Ye Siming's face froze.
Anger began to appear in the boy's deep eyebrows.
He gritted his teeth, as if he was about to bite the little guy into pieces.
"Where did you hear it?"
Gu Nuoer blinked innocently: "I saw it! Hu Ni started to dress up. Last time I saw him, he was so colorful."
Flowers, branches, draws, displays!?
Ye Siming pressed his eyebrows and took a deep breath.
He knew that he shouldn't have listened to what Jiang Xiaoran said.
He lingers in the flowers every day, what good ideas can he come up with?
Behind Gu Nuoer's little hand, she was still admiring her masterpiece.
"Some wreaths, Brother Si Ming is even better. He is the most handsome person in my mind."
Ye Siming paused.
He looked at the little guy again.
"You... do you like me wearing this? Do you think my clothes used to be dim and I don't deserve to go out with you?"
Gu Nuoer was stunned.
Her voice soft and she smiled: "Brother Si Ming, what are you talking about? There is no distinction between high and low clothes, let alone high and low. We are the best friends, how could I think of you like this?"
Gu Nuoer ran over, hugged Ye Siming's hand, and shook it gently.
She acted like a coquettish: "I like going out with Brother Si Ming the most."
It seemed as if there was a cluster of warm sunshine suddenly shining straight into Ye Siming's heart.
In the young man's deep eyes, feelings flowed, and after a moment, his thin lips raised a smile.
"Go home." He suddenly raised the little guy, put it in his arms, and walked out with great strides.
Gu Nuoer struggled back and forth with little hands and feet: "Brother Si Ming, let me walk by myself!"
"I like to hold it, I won't listen to you this time."
"Brother Si Ming! You are unreasonable!"
The figures of the two walked away in the setting sun.