Her beautiful, fair neck accentuated her exquisitely crafted chin, above which lay a small, bright red mouth and a straight nose. Her large, beautiful eyes were fixed on the bus television screen on the roof of the bus, and her long eyelashes and delicate eyebrows created a stunningly beautiful picture.
Lin Yao's mind exploded with a bang, his thoughts were frozen, and he just stared blankly at those extremely beautiful eyes.
The bus jolted, startling Lin Yao awake. His thoughts slowly returned to normal. "I must have fallen for her," Lin Yao thought to himself.
He couldn't tell himself he had fallen in love with her like Long Yihun did. That ability to fall in love at first sight was hereditary, and Lin Yao didn't think he had that talent. Besides, Long Yihun would usually change his mind three days later whenever he said he was in love with a girl, so Lin Yao didn't think that was true love. But at this moment, he truly liked the girl next to him.
The bus continued its swaying journey. Having regained his composure, Lin Yao stopped staring rudely at the girl, only glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, his mind in turmoil. Should he talk to her? What if she rejected him? What if she thought he was a pervert? But if he didn't talk to her, and either of them got off the bus, they would truly miss each other, perhaps never to meet again! If only he could get her phone number, but he had no experience in this area. If only Long Yihun could possess him right now, he wouldn't be in such a passive position.
In a short moment, Lin Yao thought of many things. His brain was working at high speed, and he felt his face getting hot, as if his computer was overclocking and the temperature was rising. His processing speed dropped sharply, and his brain couldn't keep up.
I'll risk it! Even if I die, I'll die. If I don't speak up, I'll regret it for the rest of my life! At this critical moment, Lin Yao's heart became firm. The courage and confidence that the little grass gave him played a huge role at this time. Seeing that the bus was about to arrive at the station, Lin Yao immediately stood up and prepared to speak to the pink girl.
At this moment, Lin Yao felt his throat was very dry, as parched as the cracked fields in the disaster area on TV. He swallowed hard, but it didn't seem to help much; he was a little dehydrated. He swallowed again with difficulty, and felt his throat function recover slightly. He mustered his courage again and opened his mouth, "Um, that... please sit down."
His voice was dry and hoarse, sounding incoherent even to himself, as if it were someone else speaking. He hated his own cowardice, his face grew even hotter, and his gaze began to wander, unable to meet the pink-clad girl's eyes.
"You're talking to me?" The girl in pink looked to the side and found that there was no one beside her. The boy who stood up must have been talking to her, but she didn't recognize him at all.
Lin Yao thought the pink girl's voice was very pleasant, soft and melodious, like drinking hot rock sugar and red date soup in winter or iced plum soup in summer. Moreover, the voice seemed familiar. Could it be love at first sight, like meeting someone you've known for a long time?
"Hmm?" The pink-clad girl looked at the boy next to her strangely. He just stood there blankly beside her, head down and not saying a word. Judging from the dark skin peeking out from under his messy hair, he probably didn't like to shower much. His clothes were very fashionable, but unfortunately, they were neither new nor unique, and his sneakers were also a bit dirty.
This kid actually wants to learn how to pick up girls like other people. The pink-clad girl found it somewhat amusing, which slightly dispelled her depressed mood.
"Ahem, yes, please sit down." Lin Yao still didn't dare to look up at the other person, staring at the pink-clad girl's hand holding the button, and said somewhat awkwardly.
“But those are priority seats for the elderly, weak, women and children. Do I look like a pregnant woman?” The pink-clad girl’s voice was as clear as a silver bell. She then chuckled to herself.
Lin Yao was a little embarrassed. After quickly scanning the carriage, he said, "There are no elderly, weak, sick, disabled, or pregnant people on the train right now. You can sit here. You can give up your seat when someone comes."
"Then you sit down, it's the same whether you sit or I sit." The pink-clad girl decided to continue teasing this silly boy. Although he looked like a hoodlum or a颓废 passerby, his voice sounded different. It was very simple and honest, and she vaguely felt like she had heard it somewhere before. But the girl was sure she had never seen him before. You would remember this kind of guy once you met him.
"You're a girl, girls get tired more easily, so please sit down." Lin Yao wasn't as nervous as before, perhaps because the girl's pleasant voice had calmed him down.
"No need, I'm still young," the pink-clad girl said with a smile.
"Hmm, you're quite pretty." As soon as the words left her mouth, Lin Yaoxin realized her mistake. How could she have blurted out what she was thinking? She wasn't the type to be infatuated with men. She had always been calm and collected when she encountered Ling Ruonan and Xiaolin. Could this girl really be her nemesis?
"Ah!" The pink-haired girl was at a loss for words. She hadn't expected these words to come from the mouth of this somewhat shy boy, leaving her speechless. Normally, she would have dismissed such words from boys who tried so hard to be charming, and even coldly retorted. But when this seemingly disheveled boy said them in such an awkward tone, she felt a secret joy in her heart.
What's going on? Could it be that she actually likes this unhygienic, dirty boy? The pink-haired girl panicked. She absolutely couldn't accept this situation. There are plenty of excellent boys out there; how could she possibly like someone like this!
After waiting for a long while, the pink-clad girl softly said, "You're really straightforward. Well, thank you then."
"You're welcome." Lin Yao said, then exclaimed "Damn it!" He felt an urge to slap himself. What was wrong with him today?
The two of them stood there awkwardly, neither of them taking a seat. The girl was secretly laughing to herself, and also laughing at Lin Yao.
Finally, the bus arrived at Chunxi Road Station. Before the bus had even come to a complete stop, Lin Yao rushed to the back door and jumped off as if he were escaping. He hurried to the pedestrian crossing, hoping to cross the road as soon as possible. Perhaps the beautiful women on Chunxi Road could help him relax. Today was too embarrassing. It seems he should come to Chunxi Road more often in the future, just as a training exercise.
The girl in pink also got out of the car. She found Lin Yao's flustered and clumsy movements amusing, and her original depression and sadness vanished.
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After crossing the road, Lin Yao continued walking quickly, like a busy white-collar worker. The cold wind blew on his face, but it did not cool him down. His body was still hot. At this moment, he felt that the true energy in his body had become much more active, constantly generating heat in his body, making him feel extremely stuffy.
His face was still burning hot. The disguise that Ge Yong had designed for him had altered his body shape. Thick old sheets were wrapped around his chest and waist, making him look bulky and preventing him from effectively dissipating heat. This made him even more annoyed. He couldn't take off the clothes covering him, so he could only continue to cover himself up and feel the heat.
Lin Yao, feeling hot all over, was filled with images of that pink-clad girl. Every smile and gesture was deeply imprinted in his mind, and her beautiful voice lingered in his ears, unconsciously bringing a happy smile to his face. Even his disheveled and unclean image was softened, giving him an attractive quality that drew the attention of several pretty girls passing by. They felt that this trendy-looking boy had a slightly hippie vibe, which, while not particularly sharp, was still quite eye-catching.
Chunxi Road isn't just a place to admire beautiful women; it's also a hub for women to admire handsome men. So, most people here are looking around, as if they've all lost their way and are searching for friends. If Lin Yao knew that pretty girls were admiring him, he might regret his foolishness and infatuation.
Where is that girl in pink from? What's her name? It must be a nice name, right? Just by looking at her, you can tell her name must be beautiful. Does she often take the number four bus? A barrage of questions flooded Lin Yao's mind. By the time he realized he had too many questions, he had been thinking for a long time, and he had slowly strolled to Zhongshan Square in the heart of Chunxi Road. So he simply sat down on an empty chair, quietly despising himself. Who told him to be so timid? All these questions could have been answered.
Is this love at first sight? Is this the feeling of being electrified? Lin Yao asked himself silently, unable to give the right answer.
When he used to dream about love alone at home, he had studied a lot about love, read many posts and articles, and even read psychology papers on the appearance and essence of love. His current curiosity about pink girls is in line with the situation when love is about to happen. There is a law that says if you are curious about a certain person of the opposite sex, it means that you are about to start a relationship.
Lin Yao recalled the song "When Love Comes" that he had forced himself to listen to when he was trying to satisfy his hunger with empty promises. Now he felt that he could understand it a little, and he began to hum the melody. He felt that it was beautiful and blissful, and it was nothing like the feeling of forcing himself to listen to it back then.
Lin Yao's blissful self-absorption was shattered by a pair of small hands. When he snapped back to reality, he saw a pair of dirty little hands stretched out in front of him. It was a boy of about four or five years old, his bright, large eyes staring pitifully at Lin Yao. His hair was filthy, and his face even dirtier; it was clear he hadn't washed it for many days. His clothes were clearly designer brands, the material and style were good, but they were wrinkled and dirty, completely lacking any sense of vitality.
The boy emitted a strong stench. Lin Yao, with his keen sense of smell, immediately recognized that the boy had wet his pants. The boy, who had stretched out his two small hands pleadingly, remained silent. Lin Yao felt a pang of heartache. What kind of heartless parents would send such a young child out to beg?