August 19, 2018 Sunny
Story: I've Loved You, An Eight-Year Pledge Author:Ahrijiang words:4298 Update time:2023-06-26 08:01:39
Since that incident, my attention has increasingly been focused on her.
I am a Virgo, and she is a Taurus. I attributed our deep connection to the fact that we both belong to the earth element as zodiac signs.
I tried to pay attention to her WeChat Moments, but I found nothing special:
She doesn't really like to post things she likes, nor does she enjoy taking selfies. She doesn't even indicate where she goes on a regular basis.
I felt a bit down.
Don't be afraid of being mocked, but Virgo is truly a troubled constellation. At that time, I couldn't help but doubt if she was deliberately pretending to share the same interests with me just to get closer to my life. I'm not arrogant enough to think that she likes me, but girls should understand that there are many girls who like to gain attention from others through this kind of approach.
I felt so terrible, but I admit that at that time, I did indeed think that way.
But then I thought again, and it's quite strange. She can clearly get close to others, so why does she specifically come looking for me?
Plus, with the things she said to me when we met before, I am even more convinced that she likes me.
For our second meeting, the two of us found a café in Wudaokou. We planned to have a chat, but after meeting, she dragged me to the cinema instead.
I can still remember it clearly. That day, she was wearing a black overall dress, with her hair down, long and beautifully curled. There was a light makeup on her face, with thin eyebrows and delicate eyes. She clumsily applied double eyelid stickers in a slightly awkward manner.
But I couldn't recall what movie I watched at that time.
It's not because it's been too long, but because at that time, I didn't fully watch the entire movie.
We chose a location slightly to the right in the middle, and there weren't many people around.
After settling down next to her, I opened the bottle of water and took a big gulp.
I am feeling a bit nervous.
The first time you watch a movie with someone you have a little crush on, everyone would feel nervous, right? In the pitch-dark scene, if something embarrassing were to happen...
I feel a bit embarrassed as I am writing this now.
Not long after the movie started, I began to steal glances and contemplate how to get closer to her.
She looked at the screen attentively, her eyes devoid of any ripples, and her hands resting neatly on her thighs. Compared to her unusually proactive demeanor in their previous encounter, she seemed like an entirely different person.
I don't even know how to approach the matter anymore.
Lost in deep thought, the movie had already been playing for half an hour. The air conditioning in the cinema was powerful, and the cold air brushed against the skin, causing a slight sensation of goosebumps, although it wasn't uncomfortable.
"It's so cold..."
The person next to me suddenly spoke, and I immediately snapped back to reality. I turned my head and found myself locking eyes with his drooping gaze.
"Are you cold?" She looked back at me and tilted her head.
"It's fine." I rubbed my palms together, still warm—I was not the kind of person with cold hands and feet, no matter how cold it was, my palms were always warm.
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind, and I reached out my hand to grab hold of her hand that was still rubbing against mine. I clenched my fist tightly, wrapping them up within it.
Her skin is very delicate, and her hands are no exception. Later, I asked her if she had done any special skincare, and she replied, "I guess it's probably from being held by you too often!"
"I'll warm you up." Taking advantage of the situation, I happily held her hand tightly and rubbed it for a while. With a satisfied heart, I climbed up to cloud nine and said, "If you're still cold, just hug me!"
Actually, the last sentence was completely trying to act cool.
But I didn't expect that she would really tilt her head and gently rest it on my shoulder.
The fine strands of hair slid down her face. From this angle, her eyelashes looked long and fluttered slightly. Her fair skin appeared even more translucent under the light reflected on the screen.
My gaze was firmly locked on her face, and from that moment on, I was certain that I had become uncontrollable.