Love Diary

Chapter 37 Encounter (Part One)

Clare leaned against the handrail and rested for a while. Her heart, which had been jumping up and

down because of the skating, finally calmed down. She patted her poor heart to comfort herself and

looked at the center of the field.

The person who was in the middle of the field was Amy. Among the seven people of the Dreamlike

Seven Stars, she was the one who was the best at skating. Amy majored in dancing. She had learnt

ice dancing before, so her movement skill was always more elegant than others. It was more like

watching a dance when she was skating. It was a beautiful visual enjoyment.

Clare looked at it for a while, and then she was surprised to find that not far from her, John, who had

been talking to Carl before, was also quietly looking at Amy in the center of the field, with tenderness in

HIS eyes that he might not even realize himself.

Did John also... to Amy

Clare was intrigued by this conjecture. When she was gossiping, she couldn't help but feel a little

excited. As soon as she was excited, she wanted to go to the side to confirm her thoughts. But at the

same time, she forgot that she was not on the ground at the moment, but on the ice. Therefore, when

she moved her feet, the tragedy happened.

She didn't feel danger when she loosened her hand on the railing, but the next second, when she was

about to walk towards John, the abnormal feeling under her feet made her suddenly realize that she

was doomed!

In countless movies, TV or novels, when the heroine was about to fall down, there would always be

handsome men like the hero, the hero two or the hero three arrived in time, and then gracefully and

beautifully hugged the heroine's waist. Not only could the heroine avoid falling down, but also after that

hug, when their eyes met, there would be sparks of love, which started a period of timeIt was an

unforgettable good relationship.

But God didn't treat every heroine so well. At least, for Clare, he didn't.

Therefore——

Clare fell on the ground. It was painful and shameful.

Clare fell so heavily that everyone in the ice rink heard her and looked at her.

It had to be said that God was fair in some ways. At least when it came to falling, it would not make the

falling posture look beautiful just because you were a beauty——

Clare didn't fall in a good posture. She was lying on the ground in a large shape.

Cassie, Amy and Celine were the first to come to their senses from the state of shock. They quickly slid

over and helped Clare up, who was about to dig a hole for herself. The others also came to their

senses one after another. They helped her up and greeted her After a series of ups and downs, all of

them went out of the ice rink. They took off their gloves and shoes. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Clare was supported to sit down on the sofa in the lounge. Her eyes were red. Cassie was frightened.

She looked Clary up and down and asked anxiously, "where did you hurt, Clary? Where did you hurt? "

In order to prevent the cold, everyone changed into long clothes and trousers before entering the ice

slide, so for a moment, Cassie couldn't see Clare's injury.

Clare looked at Cassie for a while with her red eyes and pursed lips. Then she leaned forward and

buried her head in Cassie's arms.

Cassie became more nervous. Amy also came over and asked, "Clare, where does it hurt? Can you

tell us?" Her tone was like coaxing a child.

Clare immediately buried her head deeper, and said in a muffled voice from Cassie's arm, "It doesn't

hurt! You can leave now! "

The more she said it didn't hurt, the more worried the others were.

"Clare, tell us if you feel pain. Don't bear it like this..."

"Clare, let's go to the hospital, okay?"

"Clare, where did you hurt?"

More and more people asked. Clare suddenly raised her head and stared at them. At this moment, not

only her eyes were red, but also her face and nose were red. "I don't feel any pain. I'm ashamed like

this. Why does it still hurt! Can you leave me alone for a while? !"

Although her vicious tone was very frightening, the effect was greatly reduced with her red face and

aggrieved expression. The others only wanted to laugh, but they were afraid of irritating her, so they

had to hold back their laughter and responded

"Okay, okay. Let's go out first. Call us if you need anything."

"You must tell me where you hurt. Don't hold on."

"We will wait for you outside."

At last, Carl went out and gave her a meaningful look before he went out. His expression changed

slightly. Then he went out and closed the door for her.

Clare couldn't help but be stunned. Then she pulled a pillow on the sofa to vent her anger and began to

ravage it.

Carl smiled! Carl smiled at her before he went out! Even Carl laughed at her. Then didn't others laugh

at her to death?!

As if to confirm her thought, the next second, there was an exaggerated Vincent's laughter outside the

door.

"Hahaha, Clare is so Ha ha ha, doesn't be afraid of losing face. Ha ha, she is so interesting Hahaha... "

Clare gritted her teeth and ignored the pain on her body. She stood up suddenly, picked up a pillow and

walked to the door, and opened the door with a swish.

Outside the door, Vincent was laughing happily. Suddenly, a pillow hit him. Although it didn't hurt, it

made him a little confused. There was silence around him. He muttered, "no!" when he turned around,

he saw the faint smile on Clare's face.

"Ha ha," Vincent put on a flattering smile and handed over the pillow, "Your pillow fell out."

Others rubbed their foreheads. Only Vincent could lie with his eyes wide open.

Now that she had come out, Clare had no time to lose her face. She threatened the crowd with a

ferocious face, "No one is allowed to tell others what happened just now. If anyone tells others, tell

others..." After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't come up with a proper way to threaten them,

but she was seen anxiously by others' looking. Her brain was hot, and she couldn't help but blurt out, "

You will eat instant noodles without seasonings! "

"Puff!" Roland and Vincent couldn't help laughing first, and the others also covered their mouths and

couldn't help snickering. Even John, who had always been cold, turned his face unnaturally and

coughed with his clenched fist to cover the unconsciously rising smile at the corners of his mouth.

"All right, all right. What are you holding back? Just laugh if you want to." This time, Clare completely

abandoned herself. She turned around and went into the lounge with a pillow in her arms, looking at

the laughing people outside.

Well, this time, she lost her face again.