Prologue

Yes, yes... After I steadied myself, I hurriedly apologized while raising my head. The moment I saw the other person's face, my mind went blank, and I was at a loss for words

Ah! I suddenly woke up from my dream and glanced at the alarm clock beside me; it was a little past 8:10.

I could not take my eyes off that beautiful face, as lovely as an angel, with its sharp contours, exquisite brows and eyes, slightly lowered head, and delicate bangs casting a small shadow on the forehead. The noisy and crowded subway seemed to transform into a beautiful fairy tale world, with the protagonist of the fairy tale quietly standing in a soft glow, smiling.

Thump thump thump

Of course. I smiled shyly, gently extending my hand, my heart filled with immense excitement and thrill

Woe is me ... ? ... In any case, I was wrong. How could there possibly be a perfect honey in this world! ? One must be both refined and elegant, possess outstanding looks, and have an extraordinary temperament; that is simply impossible!

He has a gentle smile, a tall figure, and the white tailcoat he wears makes him look like a celestial being

My mother's voice came from afar, and I helplessly frowned. Really, so what if I'm late? I haven't finished dancing with my perfect honey yet

This feeling is so familiar, just like the perfect honey smiling at me and reaching out its hand in a dream. My face instantly turned red, my heartbeat became irregular, and a sentence escaped my lips without passing through my brain.

Heaven does not disappoint those who are determined, I finally caught the subway, but...

I lifted my head and looked at the perfect honey dancing with me, only to see him smile as he lowered his head, leaning close to my ear and gently saying: "Ruya, you are going to be late"

Dinglingling——

However

Late? Late!

The heavens have no eyes, I actually ran into someone

I ran breathlessly to the subway station, and just as the subway doors were about to close, I sprinted a few steps and made a leap.

"Ya, if you don't get up now, you will be late. Hurry up and get up!"

He slowly walked up to me, bent down, and extended a hand to me: "Miss, may I have the honor of asking you to dance?"

Wait a moment

What is that sound? How could it disturb me at such a romantic and beautiful moment, it is truly despicable

Oh my God

In a hazy sea of flowers, my perfect honey is walking towards me step by step

honey

I was wrong, I was truly wrong, I should not have dreamed of my perfect honey while dreaming, I should not have dreamed of my perfect honey and then wanted him to dance with me, I should not have fabricated a perfect honey to indulge myself in dreams because I have not yet met the perfect person

"Hmm, I know." I replied shyly yet sweetly

I let out a cry and immediately got out of bed, quickly tidying myself up in 3 minutes, and then rushed out the door