Raise Love-33-You're too beautiful, I feel inferior

He didn't move.

The brows under the baseball cap furrowed slightly involuntarily.

"Senior." The person called him.

It was a girl.

Her voice was soft and delicate, especially the kind of softness.

A bit deliberate.

The brows under his baseball cap furrowed even tighter.

No other reason.

Ryder had a particularly severe case of getting - up anger.

But the girl thought he was asleep and didn't hear. Not willing to give up, after hesitating for a while, she even wanted to reach out and push him.

Ryder noticed and impatiently shifted his shoulder to the side.

He said, "What's the matter?"

The girl's movement stopped, and she withdrew her hand.

"I thought you were asleep." The girl said in her soft voice, "...Hello, senior. I'm a freshman. My name is Chloe. Um... I want to ask, do you have a girlfriend?"

Ryder: "..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, the girl bit her lip and called him again, "Senior?"

Sydney pulled Aria to the bottom of the podium.

They were originally going to go up directly, but unexpectedly encountered this scene. Sydney's eyes rolled, and she pulled Aria to hide aside.

The podium of Harvard University was quite high, with several steps on both sides. Next to the steps was a small self - contained space. It wasn't big, but it was enough to hide two people without being discovered.

Aria had never done such a thing as eavesdropping on a confession. Her expression was a bit awkward.

She stared intently at the side of the podium, then looked at Sydney, who was full of interest and had gossip in her eyes: "..."

"Is this okay for us?"

"Pretty good." Sydney rubbed her head and said amiably, "Your future man is being targeted by other girls. What's not okay? Silly girl."

Aria: "...Don't talk nonsense."

What did she mean by her man?

If someone else heard this, without any evidence, just the gossip could drown her.

"Relax, relax," Sydney perfunctorily comforted her, "Just watch first."

Aria twitched the corner of her mouth.

On the podium, it had entered the next stage.

The girl was quite beautiful.

Although the military training uniform was loose, the one she got should be the smallest size. Coupled with her well - developed figure, the slightly loose green camouflage was stretched, outlining her exquisite figure.

Even if her slender waist couldn't be seen, her chest was impressive enough.

Her hair was loose, in big wine - red waves. The only drawback was that her makeup was too thick, making it a bit difficult to see her real appearance, but she should be good - looking. gōΠb.ōγg

She kept chattering on her own. Even though she didn't get a response, she didn't leave or stop.

She was coquettish, and her voice became softer and softer.

The two people eavesdropping here got goosebumps.

Sydney shook her body speechlessly, stroking her arms up and down, and complained, "No way, did this girl drink Biluochun tea in advance before coming? Can she be any more Whine

?"

Obviously, Aria felt the same way.

Her scalp was getting a bit numb from the Whine voice.

Sydney didn't forget to teach her, "See? You need to have this kind of persevering spirit when chasing someone. Even a tough woman is afraid of a persistent man, and the same goes for a tough man. It's just like a thin layer of gauze for a woman to chase a man."

Aria: "..."

Her eyes subconsciously looked towards Ryder. She wondered how he could endure it. He still hadn't made a move until now.

Could this be the self - restraint of someone who has been confessed to by countless girls?

Reality overpowered emotion, and she suddenly felt a pang of sympathy. It was so difficult. A person could endure to this extent.

It was really too difficult.

And just as this thought crossed her mind, Ryder made a move.

The arm resting behind his head moved. His well - defined hand reached up to his face and lifted the baseball cap.

A handsome face with distinct features, sword - like brows and starry eyes was revealed. He was sleepy - eyed, his peach - blossom eyes were lazy and listless, tired and lackluster, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

Even more exciting was that his face was expressionless at this moment.

Aria couldn't help but think of the way he looked when he just woke up in high school. He had a really bad temper. Whoever dared to approach him would be snapped at.

She was sure.

This person definitely had an outburst of getting - up anger.

But the girl didn't seem to notice. She was even pleasantly surprised when she saw him move the baseball cap, and her voice became even more Whine.

Aria covered her forehead.

Sydney clicked her tongue, gloating, "Oh no, if I'm not mistaken, the president doesn't seem to be in a very, very good mood right now, does he?"

Ryder's mood was indeed not very good.

No, not just not very good, but extremely bad.

His ears were extremely noisy.

"Senior..."

"Senior, I like you. Can you be my boyfriend?"

The Whine voice made one's scalp tingle.

She got closer and closer, as if she had no bones, constantly approaching.

"Senior, say something?"

Ryder took a deep breath, listlessly lifted his eyelids. His deep, dark eyes were lazy and casual, but there was a thick, terrifyingly fierce and heavy hostility in his eyes.

If someone familiar with him was here, they would surely find that he really wanted to fight right now.

He paused, closed his eyes and then opened them, suppressing his anger, his voice hoarse, "Who are you?"

The girl: "I - "

"No."

The girl: "..."

"Anything else?"

He was really too cold, coldly stinging. It was completely different from the lazy and polite look when he was talking before. He was like a different person.

The girl opened her mouth but couldn't say a word. Her eyes turned red first. It was obvious that she had never been rejected like this.

A pretty girl like her was always held and coaxed by boys in high school, so she was so confident and fearless to come and confess, as if she was sure the other party would agree.

But who was Ryder?

The most he had seen were pretty girls.

The thing he least lacked was confessions from pretty girls. They were so common that they were vulgar.

Annoying.

"I'm, I'm very beautiful," the girl persisted, "Why don't you agree to me? You don't have a girlfriend..."

"Yeah." Ryder casually sneered, replied absent - mindedly, not even looking at the girl.

Barely suppressing his impatience.

His tone was indifferent.

"I like ugly ones. You're too beautiful. I'd feel inferior."

The girl stared at him with red eyes: "..."

"Anything else?"

The girl stamped her foot angrily, turned around and ran away crying.

When passing by the steps, she unexpectedly met the two eavesdropping people and had an awkward eye - to - eye contact. She got even angrier and left with sobs.

The two of them stared at each other in silence.

"Ahem." Sydney said, "Well, it was indeed a bit awkward."

Aria: "..."

You know that too!!

The girl had already run far away.

The light rain was pattering down, very suddenly. The fine sound of the rain made the whole world quiet. A few swallows skimmed low over the ground and flew away.

Sydney pushed the silent Aria.

She looked pointedly at the podium and winked at her.

—Go on, go up!

Yesterday, when she came out of the cafeteria after dinner, she saw Aria coming out with Ryder and several instructors.

They were chatting and laughing.

And Aria's things were in Ryder's hands.

The two of them seemed very close.

She could tell at a glance that Ryder was definitely different to Aria from others, no matter what kind of feeling this difference was.

For boys, all kinds of feelings could eventually be classified as one.

She had a hunch.

Aria was definitely special.

"Go quickly, or he'll fall asleep in a while." Sydney pointed over there, silently urging Aria.