Seeing that Andrew didn't look well, Jack immediately put away his smile and apologized to me. "Please don't take it to heart. I was just talking nonsense. You guys talk! I'll go out for lunch."
After that, he took his lunch and ran away in a hurry.
"Don't mind what he said."
Andrew also wanted to leave with the food.
I immediately took his hand and said, "Andrew, don't you know that I like you? I wasn't joking that night."
Andrew's body stiffened.
A few seconds later, I heard his emotionless voice.
"But I don't like you. Please don't waste time on me."
After saying that, he gently shook off my hand and left.
My heart ached a little as I watched him leave, but I didn't want to give up.
If only I hadn't noticed his other clenched fist and what he said that night when he drove me home thinking I was asleep.
I'd almost believe him if it weren't for that.
Huh, Andrew, just keep your mouth shut.
I didn't visit them for the next few days.
We met again on the basketball court of the school.
Andrew's college organized a basketball game with our college.
By the time I got there, the competition was almost over.
Andrew's team was more than twenty points ahead.
At the end of the competition, the students of their college were cheering.
Some girls went up to send water to Andrew, but he didn't take it.
"Lora, you're here? Where's my mother? She's still in the office?"
Hearing Samson's voice, I looked away and handed him the unopened water.
"Well, Ms. Lee asked you to go home first."
"Well, thank you, senior."
Samson wasn't in a good mood. I guess it was because he lost the competition.
After all, his opponent was Andrew. It would be strange if Samson won.
"Don't be discouraged. I have faith in you, you'll win next time."
Looking at the depressed boy, I comforted it.
"Thank you, Lora. I'll work hard and win next time."
After saying goodbye to him, I looked around the court and found that Andrew was no longer there.
I sighed. I missed him a little.
As soon as I walked out of the court, I was dragged to the passage.
The next second, I was pressed against the wall.
"Lora, do you still like me?"
I looked at Andrew in front of me, who was wearing a red tracksuit and his hair was messy.
I looked at him expressionlessly and said, "I still like you, but not that much."
Andrew's grip on my wrist suddenly increased.
"Andrew, what are you doing?"