But her friends are all rich, the gifts they give and the clothes they wear are all very expensive.
I just feel that if I go, I might embarrass myself, feel awkward, so I’ve been anxious.
But she is my good friend, it’s not appropriate not to go."
This is her first major obstacle of the summer, and it’s been troubling her for a long time.
"I think your wish will definitely come true." Tang Song nodded lightly, his eyes scanning Qian Lele carefully through the lens.
Instantly, he memorized her height and size.
This is a very simple wish.
It’s evident that Qian Lele is a very practical girl.
Qian Lele seemed to suddenly think of something, mustering up courage, she softly said: "By the way, Brother Song, I bought a black dress, thinking about wearing it tomorrow. How about I try it on first, and you help me see if it looks good?"
She’s had it for a week, but she’s been too shy to show it to Tang Song.
Tang Song gladly said: "Sure, go ahead."
"Wait a moment, I’ll be quick." Qian Lele said, and quickly ran towards the bedroom.
In less than 5 minutes, the sound of footsteps echoed.
Tang Song turned his head and saw Qian Lele walking over in a fishtail black dress.
The soft, clingy fabric outlined her curvaceous figure.
Noticing Tang Song’s gaze, Qian Lele shyly but hopefully asked: "Do you think it looks good?"
"Very beautiful, I didn’t expect your figure to be so good, Lele." Tang Song smiled and winked at her.
Qian Lele’s previous outfits were all student style, very loose.
Now wearing this fitted dress, her hidden good figure is instantly revealed.
Excellent body proportions, a proud chest, a slender waist, emanating charming youthful vitality.
Hearing Tang Song’s compliment, Qian Lele didn’t know where to put her hands.
Her eyes avoided his gaze, her cheeks flushed.
Many people have complimented her on her good figure and looks before, but hearing it from Tang Song made her whole body feel a tingle.
Mumbling a few words, Qian Lele awkwardly changed the subject, inviting Tang Song to start cutting the cake.
Outside, the rain had stopped at some unknown time.
The cool breeze with a hint of moisture passed through the room, the temperature in the living room was just right.
The two of them holding plates, eating cake in large mouthfuls.
Qian Lele carefully took off the black dress and folded it neatly on the bedside.
She changed into a loose short-sleeved T-shirt, turned off the lights, and lay on the bed.
After a while, she sighed deeply in the darkness, sat up again, hugged her legs and leaned against the wall, starting to daydream.
Usually having a regular sleep schedule, she surprisingly suffered from insomnia.
Feeling both the reluctance and sadness of Tang Song leaving.
And the anxiety and nervousness about Ding Yao’s birthday party.
In the darkness, the phone screen on the bedside table lit up.
Qian Lele picked it up and glanced at it, her face instantly lit up with a smile.
[Tang Song: "Good night Lele, your wish has been received, I believe tomorrow will be a happy and memorable birthday party."]
Staring at this message for a while, Qian Lele softly replied with a voice message: "Thank you Brother Song, good night."
Sending the message, Qian Lele lay back down, gently closed her eyes, and started counting sheep.
Not sure how much time passed, her breathing gradually became steady.
In her sleep, she sometimes smiled and sometimes frowned.
During this summer in her sophomore year, 20-year-old Qian Lele felt troubled by both "love" and "friendship."
Just like the tiramisu mousse cake she ate tonight.
Sweet with a hint of bitterness.