Can’t Hide My Feelings

Shi You met a guy—her brother’s good friend. He’s not only handsome and easygoing, but also a MotoGP champion. He buys strawberries to cheer her up and wins lollipop bouquets just for her. A cunning flirt, he loves teasing her.

“Kid, are you abandoning me?”

With a smile in his eyes, he says, “My life is in your hands. If you run away, what am I supposed to do?”

—

Shi You stuffed the money she earned from selling apples into his arms.

“Here, this is your payment. You’ve worked hard!”

“But I don’t need money.”

“Then what do you need?”

“Something warm.”

“Like what?”

“Your hands.”

Shi You wrapped her hands around his.

“Like this?”

“Yeah.”

“Still cold?”

He shifted his grip, interlacing their fingers tightly.

“Nope, now it’s warm.”