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She was like a happy little bird, chirping endlessly beside him, sharing her joys and sorrows. Mu Yunze gradually found himself infected by her enthusiasm, a smile beginning to appear on his face.
He knew that Han Jincheng liked him, and he started to enjoy the feeling of being liked, even feeling an impulse to reciprocate. But every time he thought of Class Flower and that so-called bet, a sense of inexplicable resistance would rise in his heart.
A month later, on a sunny autumn afternoon, Han Jincheng took the initiative to invite Mu Yunze to a garden near their school. The warm sun cast golden rays on the fallen leaves, and a gentle breeze swept through, making the leaves dance like golden butterflies.
The scenery in the garden was delightful, with the air filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, refreshing and invigorating. They walked side by side and sat down on a bench by the lake, quietly admiring the shimmering surface of the water while occasionally exchanging a few light-hearted words.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled light on Han Jincheng's face, making her look even more beautiful. Taking a deep breath and gathering her courage, she broke the brief silence between them. "Mu Yunze," she said softly, her tone laced with a hint of nervousness and hesitation, "I never thought I would like someone before." Her voice was low and slow, as if revealing a long-buried secret.
"I always thought love was troublesome," she paused before continuing, "just like Lin Shu Yao said, love is just a game and shouldn't be taken seriously." Her gaze seemed distant, as if lost in memories of the past.
Mu Yunze turned to look at her, noticing a flicker of loneliness and helplessness in her eyes. He listened quietly, not interrupting her.
However, Han Jincheng lifted her head and looked at Mu Yunze with determination. "After meeting you, I've changed my mind." Her voice grew softer, almost inaudible. "I like you, Mu Yunze." These few simple words contained all her sincerity and affection.
After saying this, Han Jincheng's heart raced, and her cheeks flushed slightly. Gathering her courage, she gently kissed Mu Yunze's lips. This kiss was soft and sweet, tinged with youthful shyness and anticipation.
Mu Yunze was taken aback; Han Jincheng's soft lips tasted faintly sweet, making his heart race. He closed his eyes as images of Class Flower's disdainful smile and that humiliating bet flooded his mind. A surge of vengeful pleasure rose within him.
He suddenly wrapped his arms around Han Jincheng's waist and deepened the kiss. This kiss was passionate and possessive, carrying an undertone of revenge.
Han Jincheng was initially startled but soon responded fervently as if pouring all her love into this kiss. She held Mu Yunze tightly, feeling his warmth and breath while her heart brimmed with happiness and sweetness.
The two kissed deeply as if everything around them had vanished, leaving only each other. Time seemed to stand still; all that could be heard were their intertwined heartbeats and breaths.
After what felt like an eternity, they finally parted lips. Han Jincheng's cheeks were flushed; her gaze was dreamy like a blooming rose.
Mu Yunze looked at her but felt an icy chill in his heart. He had taken advantage of Han Jincheng's feelings for revenge against Class Flower and to vent his own frustrations.
"Jing Cheng, I like you too," he said softly, though his tone sounded somewhat insincere.
Upon hearing this, Han Jincheng's face lit up with a joyful smile as she hugged Mu Yunze tightly as if afraid he would disappear.
"Mu Yunze, I'm really happy," she murmured to herself. "I thought you would never like me."
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