Raise Love-102-Hug

One or two people looking at them was okay, but as the number gradually increased, it became extremely uncomfortable. As a socially - anxious person, Aria really couldn't bear it.

Aria had no idea that Ryder was currently pondering the feasibility of hiding her away. After serious consideration, he rationally realized that the possibility was less than one percent, which made him even more annoyed. gōΠb.ōγg

She tugged at his hand and shook it. "Ryder, it's getting late. You should go back to the dormitory. I need to go back too."

"Oh." Ryder looked at her, answering listlessly.

Aria paused and looked at him suspiciously.

"Why do you seem to have suddenly wilted? Like an eggplant beaten by frost."

Ryder: "..."

Because his plan had failed.

"The sun isn't even strong." It was already November, and the weather had turned cold rapidly. Aria was already wearing a sweatshirt. The sun at noon wasn't very harsh either.

But Ryder had always disliked the heat. It seemed that boys' body temperatures were higher than girls'. Maybe he wasn't just bothered by the sun, but also the ultraviolet rays?

After all, he was quite fair - skinned.

The boy was wearing a black sweatshirt and black casual pants, all in black. He looked cool, with his cold - white skin, a bit of a ruffian air, and was extremely cool.

But he was really so spoiled!

Aria raised her hand to shield him from the sun and urged him, "Then you should go back quickly. I have a small class in the afternoon. You can't come with me, and since you don't have any classes, you should have a good sleep."

His dark circles were getting heavier.

He probably hadn't rested well.

Ryder looked at her lazily for a few seconds and said "oh", indicating that he would go back.

"Then, bye?"

Aria was about to turn around when the next second, she was pulled back and fell into a semi - familiar, warm embrace.

The tip of her nose pressed against his chest.

The faint bitter orange fragrance, which was so light that it could only be smelled when very close, became clear the moment Aria leaned in.

It rushed forcefully to her nose, mixed with Ryder's unique clean and refreshing male scent, as well as a sense of aggression that regarded her as his own.

"Hug."

He said in a low voice.

His tone was slow, with a drawn - out ending.

He was acting coquettish again.

Did this guy even know that his behavior was actually acting coquettish?

Such a big guy, and they weren't even officially in a relationship yet. Whenever he wanted to do something, he would act like a rascal and be coquettish with her.

He probably knew that she couldn't refuse him like this, right?

Her heart was pounding restlessly.

Aria was a bit helpless, and the "what's wrong" she wanted to ask was swallowed back. She quietly let him hold her.

Compared to the tall boy, the girl's figure was so petite, and her body was extremely soft. She was completely embraced by him.

Every time Aria was held like this by Ryder, she would have a strange illusion that she seemed to have become a part of his body.

After a while, Ryder let go of her, but still loosely held her. Before the little girl could react, he lowered his head, leaned over, and quickly kissed her soft cheek.

Aria: "?"

Aria: "..."

Damn it! This was a sneak attack!!

She immediately said angrily, "Ryder, you can't do this!"

"What can't I do?"

Aria stared at him with her almond - shaped eyes.

Ryder looked back at her nonchalantly and defiantly.

Aria: "..."

In his opinion, although they weren't officially in a relationship and he was still in the pursuit stage, as long as he didn't touch her lips, it wasn't excessive.

"Go back quickly." Ryder led her up two steps, then pushed her shoulder to make her move forward. "You were just worried about me getting sunburned. I'm tired from the sun."

Aria didn't believe him at all!

"So... tired..."

Ryder pushed her to the door of the apartment and drawled slowly, "Go on. If I don't go back and rest, I'll faint."

"... Ryder, you're such a rascal."

Aria said as she left.

Ryder slightly raised his brow bone, stifled a laugh, "Hm? Yeah, I know I'm handsome." As he spoke, he nonchalantly raised his chin. "See you later."

Argh!!

Aria didn't want to say another word to him. With a straight face, she climbed the stairs, even faster than usual, at 1.25 times the normal speed.

Ryder lazily leaned against the door and watched until the girl's small figure disappeared. Then he lowered his head and chuckled softly.

Cute little thing.

Why was her reaction so cute every time he teased her?

And she was getting cuter and cuter.

Aria had a management class in the afternoon in the small classroom of her own class.

Since freshmen had evening self - study, each class had a fixed classroom of its own. All the small - sized classes on the schedule were held in this classroom.

The management teacher didn't assign homework. This course was almost entirely liberal - arts - oriented, a subject that required memorization. Aria simply left the book in the classroom to reserve a seat.

In their class, the seats were not fixed by default. Whoever arrived early could choose their favorite seat.

In college, where you sat in class was just as important as whether you brought your phone or forgot to charge it.

Sydney was a professional at slacking off and playing card games during class. Sitting in the front would be a nightmare for her. Aria liked to sit by the window, preferably a little further back.

The two of them hit it off and became the best deskmates.

Aria wasn't a good student in the traditional sense. Otherwise, she wouldn't have let her grades decline due to being playful, resulting in insufficient review time for the college entrance examination and failing to exert her true strength.

She wouldn't have had to repeat her senior year. One had to taste the bitter fruit they created themselves. In this world, everything was equivalent. Only after experiencing enough bitterness could one get double the sweetness.

Everything had its own destiny.

Except for math class, which made Aria be on high alert and not dare to get distracted easily, for fear of falling back into the nightmare of getting 16 points in senior high school, other subjects became relatively easy.

After the novelty of the first week of classes wore off, she started to slack off a bit. When she was tired of listening or sleepy, she would open a novel.

To refresh herself, and then listen again after the drowsiness passed.

Sometimes she got so engrossed that a whole class passed by without her noticing. Aria would feel a sense of guilt, but then she would repeat the same behavior next time.

Every time after class, she would repent, which made Sydney laugh so hard. While playing with her virtual beans, Sydney would lie on the table and laugh wildly, saying what was this called?

I know I'm wrong, but I'll do it again next time.

I know what I'm doing is wrong, but it's really hard to correct.

Whenever her friend was like this, Aria would especially miss the time when, in the gentle breeze and drizzle, the girl shyly said her name was Sydney.

That shy and blushing little girl, after all, remained with the "guozili" in the light rain among the apricot blossoms.

Aria looked at Sydney, who couldn't stop laughing, and said in a gloomy tone, "Maybe it was wrong from the beginning when you said you were 'guozili' in the small square."

"..."

Sydney held back for half a second, and her face almost distorted from laughing. "Hahaha, baby, since when did you learn to tell cold jokes? Hahaha, help, I'm really going to die of laughter..."

"Help, I can't take it anymore. My stomach hurts. Hahaha!!"

Aria kept a straight face.

Ryder had deliberately teased and annoyed her at noon, and now Sydney was also annoying her. She was going to be so angry.

The management class ended at 4 p.m. It wasn't time for dinner yet. Aria put away her textbook and put it in the desk.

Sydney, who had laughed until she was out of breath and lost two thousand virtual beans, finally seemed to realize her mistake and stopped laughing.