Raise Love-95-He hooked a little girl's hand

"..."

Aria pursed her lips. "Don't imitate me."

"Oh." Ryder chuckled and then asked, "Can I hold your hand then?"

Aria didn't want to answer him.

Ryder answered himself, "Oh, that's not allowed either."

Aria went to sign up for a volunteer club. She heard it was easy and could earn credits in the end. After finishing the club - related matters, she checked the time and decided to go back to the dormitory to get her books.

Ryder seemed to have nothing to do and kept following her slowly.

He was so eye - catching that people stared at him wherever he went. Aria, who was extremely socially - anxious, couldn't wait to run away and hide.

She had told him several times not to follow, but he didn't listen.

He just stood there, looking at her with droopy eyelids, looking innocent and wronged. "I'm chasing you, Airy. Are you starting to dislike me already?"

Aria was speechless: "..."

Come on, this isn't how you chase someone!!

As if seeing the girl's speechless expression, he took a small step back as a concession, and then looked at her again.

"I can keep a little distance from you."

Aria: "..."

Well, it was really just a little distance.

Not a bit of exaggeration.

She had no way to deal with Ryder like this. She really had no idea what to do.

Saying she wanted him to chase her, in fact, Aria knew in her heart that she was just being coy. She didn't want to be at a huge disadvantage in front of him if this relationship were to be revealed one day.

Actually, she couldn't hold on for long.

Aria looked at him. After a while, she smiled softly and could only walk towards the dormitory under the veiled gazes of others.

When she came downstairs, he was still waiting there.

Aria went back to the dormitory and woke up her roommate. She didn't dare to stay upstairs for too long. She wasn't sure if she was afraid that he would leave or something. She ran downstairs panting, holding her books.

When she reached the first floor, she slowed down and walked out slowly.

She stood there and blinked.

Ryder looked up in a timely manner. His lazy and idle eyes suddenly filled with a smile when he saw her.

"You're down? Pretty fast."

It was so nice. This was the first time. Instead of watching his back as he left, she could see him right after coming out. He was quietly standing there, waiting for her to come over.

It was so wonderful.

"Yeah." Aria took a deep breath, her breath a bit unsteady. She held back the soreness in her nose and said with a smile, "I have to be quick. Class is about to start, and I need to be early for the first class."

Because you're waiting downstairs.

So I don't want you to wait too long.

"Good student." Ryder chuckled, reached out and ruffled the little girl's head, and walked slowly beside her.

Aria couldn't help but secretly glance at him from the corner of her eye.

When he caught her looking, Ryder pressed her head and raised his eyebrows teasingly. "Peeking at me? Am I good - looking? Be with me, and you can look at me openly every day."

Aria's face turned red, and she quickly withdrew her gaze.

She said in a small voice.

"You haven't started chasing me yet."

"Oh." Ryder smiled gently. "Okay, I'll chase. Our good student has so many pursuers. I have to put in a good effort."

"..."

Aria didn't dare to look at him anymore. Her fingers tightened around the books in her arms, and her mind seemed to go blank.

The first class was English, a big class for classes 4, 5, and 6 of financial management. It was still early, and there weren't many people in the lecture hall at this time.

Aria first used her books to reserve seats for her roommates who were still in bed at the back. Then she found a seat neither too far forward nor too far back for herself.

The seats in the lecture hall were arranged in rows of five. Aria originally planned to sit by the side, but Ryder pushed her unceremoniously to the innermost seat and then sat down next to her.

She wasn't happy about it. "It's too far to the side from here. It's hard to see the blackboard clearly."

Aria was a bit nearsighted, although not severely. For the first class of the semester, to show respect for her studies, she brought her rarely - used glasses.

Ryder lazily lay on the table, his voice lazy. "I can see clearly. If you can't see, tell me, and I'll copy for you."

Aria glanced at him, wondering what he was up to. He looked a bit sleepy. Clearly, it would be better for him to sleep if he sat inside.

"Oh, okay then."

As the people in the lecture hall gradually increased, the empty seats were filled. After her roommate came and returned the book, Aria put down her phone and started flipping through the book. Ryder was lying on the table, sleeping.

He was facing Aria, his eyelashes drooping, casting a small shadow. Half of his face was buried in his arm. As Aria was reading, she got distracted and started looking at him quietly.

He was so well - behaved when he was sleeping.

Quiet, without any defensiveness or aggression, and the usual flirtatious and unrestrained air was gone.

Two boys and a girl sat in the three empty seats next to them at some point.

Just then, the teacher came in with books. Aria didn't know them, so she took a casual glance and then looked away.

The first class was about the course introduction. The teacher introduced the course arrangement and grade distribution for the whole semester, and then started teaching. Aria had a weak foundation in English and was struggling to take notes.

Halfway through, Ryder tugged at her arm, asking for candy.

After she gave him the candy, she lowered her head again to mark explanations.

The 90 - minute class ended quickly. Aria was exhausted. She thought that English really lived up to its reputation as being annoying.

English was her nightmare.

In a mock exam in senior high school, after the exam, when they were checking the answers, she did pretty well in other subjects and was very happy.

But when they were checking the answers for the last subject, English, she found that all the points she gained in other subjects were pulled down by this one.

Sure enough, when the grades came out, she got 81 in the 100 - point politics exam, while in the 150 - point English exam, she only got 80.5. It was extremely ridiculous!

Aria was so angry that she almost cried.

Surprisingly, the head teacher was happy. The politics questions were notoriously difficult that time. As a politics teacher, the head teacher's eyes lit up when looking at her.

Aria couldn't bring herself to smile: She really didn't want it to be like this. Thank you very much.

The next day, Aria realized that her struggle in English the previous day was because she didn't show enough respect for it. It turned out that advanced mathematics was the real thing that made her surrender completely. m.gΟиЪ.ōΓＧ

She was so worried that her hair was almost falling out.

At the same time, the news that the president of the student union gave up sleeping in and accompanied a freshman girl to class was spreading rapidly.

In the photo, the girl in a white knitted shirt was slightly lowering her head. Her broken hair fell softly from the side of her ear, revealing her gentle and quiet profile. She was holding a pen, seriously taking notes.

And the little finger of her left hand was gently hooked by another hand, which was so natural and pleasing to the eye that people couldn't look away.

That hand was long, beautiful, and with distinct joints. It was clearly a boy's hand.

# Shocking!! Confirmed!! It's really confirmed!! Evidence is conclusive, the president is in love, it's a sure thing!! #

The comment section exploded immediately.

[What am I seeing? Ryder Kensington, this obsessive - compulsive clean - freak, actually let a girl touch his hand?!! Ah, my youth is over!!]

[It's a lie, it's all a lie...]

[No! Big no - no!! You're wrong, upstairs! Clearly, he's the one hooking the little girl's hand! Wuwuwu!!]

[So is he serious this time (crying loudly)]