Love Never Ends

Zhiyi was washing herself in the bathroom while moving her hips. She was full of energy. As she was singing, she heard Dou Rann's cold command from outside, "Shut up!"    

    

"..."    

    

Zhiyi hadn't even finished the word "fire" when she was stopped in her throat by the sound of his voice. It wasn't pleasant at all.    

    

The dance of the falling flowers also came to an abrupt halt.    

    

After a long while, Zhiyi slowly withdrew her body. She pursed her lips and stood under the shower, focusing on the shower. She couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Why are you so fierce …"    

    

Soon, after she had showered, Zhiyi changed into a clean set of clothes, accompanied by a light bath fragrance. She carried her dirty clothes and her own shampoo and shower gel as she walked out barefoot.    

    

Dou Rann was still playing games.    

    

If he wasn't playing games, he was playing basketball. He had never been to any real business before.    

    

Zhiyi made a face at his back and was about to leave, but just as she reached the door, she suddenly thought of something. She quickly put away the dirty clothes and the shampoo and shampoo in her hands and put them in her room. Then, she reached into her pocket and took out the love letter that Wen Xi had warned her a million times over.    

    

"Here —"    

    

She put the love letter in front of Dou Rann.    

    

Dou Rann was fighting with his opponent and didn't even look at Zhiyi. He didn't even want to care about her and just continued playing with her, treating her as if she was invisible.    

    

"Hey!"    

    

Zhiyi was depressed.    

    

This guy, isn't his acting cool a bit too much?!    

    

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you want it or not. I'll leave it at that!"    

    

As she spoke, Zhiyi placed it beside his hand.    

    

Dou Rann finally opened his mouth, "Throw it into the trash can!"    

    

"..."    

    

Zhiyi was a little taken aback. Didn't he tell her to keep him properly in the afternoon? Why was he arguing about throwing the trash can again? It really was a day in March. A woman's face and a man's heart, changing at will!    

    

Zhiyi bit her lips. This was Wen Xi's good intentions. It was such a pity that she threw it into the trash can.    

    

Therefore, she decided not to do it. Instead, she directly opened the envelope in her hand, opened it up, and stood behind Dou Rann to moisten his throat. Then … He read it passionately!    

    

"Senior Dou Rann, I love you!"    

    

"Pfft …"    

    

As soon as Dou Rann finished the battle, he picked up the glass of water to drink. As soon as the water entered his mouth, Zhiyi's loud and bare 'confession' came from behind him. He couldn't hold it in any longer and spat out all the water in his mouth, showering the computer screen in front of him.    

    

He turned around and looked at Zhiyi as if she was a monster.    

    

Zhiyi's face turned red as she scratched her head gloomily and chuckled dryly. "I never thought that someone's love letter would be so straightforward …"    

    

Dou Rann was sitting in a computer chair with his handsome face slightly raised. He squinted his eyes and stared at her with great urgency.    

    

Zhiyi's mouth was a little dry from his gaze. There was an indescribable awkwardness in the atmosphere as she hurriedly handed the love letter over to him, "It's …" Forget it, it's better if you take a look at it yourself! "    

    

"I don't want to see it."    

    

Dou Rann continued to look straight at her.    

    

Even out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't be bothered to look at the love letter in her hand.    

    

"Then what do you want?"    

    

For some reason, Zhiyi felt like her heart was about to miss a beat when she saw his gaze … Damn it!    

    

What was the meaning of having eyes that captivated people!    

    

"Continue reciting..."    

    

As he spoke, he took a sip of the tea in his cup.    

    

It was as if Zhiyi had been possessed.    

    

Obediently, continue reciting.    

    

"Senior Dou Rann, from the first time I met you, I had already fallen deeply in love with you …"    

    

When she read this, Zhiyi could not help but curse in her heart, "Wen Xi, your love letter is too straightforward, too unreserved, it's too poetic, isn't it?"    

    

She felt her face burning when she read it!    

    

He sneaked a glance at Dou Rann. The game had already started, but he was still focused on listening. It seemed like there was going to be a good show!    

    

"Your graceful demeanor on the basketball court has completely robbed my heart. My infatuation with you can no longer simply be described with a few words …"    

    

"Senior Dou Rann, if you think I'm not bad, can you tell me your phone number when you reply? I'll wait for you! Here's my number: 189XXXXXX. "