"Uh." Mia Ginger looked at her, couldn’t help but let out a snort, and covered her mouth, trying to hold back her laughter.
Windsor Myres sensed sothing was off, her expression changed slightly, and she hesitantly turned around.
Camden River’s face was practically turning blue with anger.
He turned his head and walked toward the dorm.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Windsor Myres quickly ran a few steps to stop him, with a bitter face said, "I was just giving an example, an example, an example, don’t be mad!"
Camden River looked at her, gritting his teeth, "What kind of example is that?!"
"It was a bit uncouth," Windsor Myres said, with a bitter face, shaking his arm, and softly coaxing, "But you don’t have to just walk away, it’s too embarrassing for . Mia Ginger is still here. I said let’s have lunch to calm her down."
Camden River looked at her steadily for a mont, then helplessly said, "Fine."
"I knew you were the softest-hearted."
Windsor Myres suddenly brightened up, hugging his arm, she said to Mia Ginger, "Alright, alright, let’s go."
Camden River’s arm was held tightly by her, feeling extrely uncomfortable. After just a few steps, unable to bear it, he said, "Let go."
"Eh?"
"Let go of my arm."
"Why? Not letting go!" Windsor Myres showed a face of displeasure.
"People are coming and going, it’s not appropriate." Camden River glanced down at her with reddened earlobes.
Windsor Myres tightened her hold on him heavily, suddenly realizing sothing.
She was wearing a rather thin jacket.
Holding his arm like this,
Was he... embarrassed?
Windsor Myres looked up for a glance.
Suddenly, she laughed and directly released his arm.
Camden River then felt liberated, took a long breath, and patted his own arm as if brushing off so dirt.
Yet his gaze dared not glance towards Windsor Myres, only feeling frustrated and agitated.
A lot of words suddenly surfaced in his ears.
Most were from the first few days of school, where the dorm guys were chatting about Windsor Myres’s figure.
...
He randomly thought, slowly a very strange feeling erged, both angry and restless, and a bit, eager.
Camden River, what are you thinking?!
He slightly closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, dismissing the distracting thoughts.
These psychological changes happened in a short mont, of course, Windsor Myres did not notice.
She loved clinging to people.
At this mont, her two hands were holding onto Mia Ginger’s arm, feeling a little excited, with hooked eyes, and watched the students coming and going with interest.
Her gaze lingered for a long ti on a girl’s hands, suddenly saying, "We should buy so yarn too!"
"What?" Mia Ginger raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Yarn!" Windsor Myres said with interest, "During today’s elective, two girls were knitting scarves at the back of the classroom! It looked quite fun; we should buy so yarn and learn."
"Look." She said, looking at Camden River, "I’ll knit two, a red one for , and a black one for him..."
As she spoke, directly asked, "Camden River, what do you think?"
"..." Camden River was stunned for a mont, speechless, "You can knit a scarf?"
"I can learn if I don’t know," Windsor Myres elbowed him, "I’ll knit a black one for you, how’s that?"
"No."
"Want it or not?"
"I said no need, I don’t wear scarves." Camden River looked down at her.
"Then it’s settled, I’ll knit a black one for you." Windsor Myres concluded decisively.
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