Xia You is a big liar. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He's a guy who shows up and leaves on his own, completely ignoring the feelings of others.

He had no idea how much of an impact he had on other people's lives.

Even though I made expectations of others without permission, I was also at fault.

But sure enough-

I still, hate him the most.

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Before I tell the story of me and him, let's introduce myself.

My name is Mahime Nishikino, and I am the only daughter of the director of the Nishikino General Hospital in Chiba Prefecture.

I'm not introducing myself this to show off.

In fact, I don't think there's anything to brag about with such a background, on the contrary, it has caused me a lot of unnecessary trouble.

For example, my friends, who used to be very compatible with me, often either became restrained or gradually alienated from me after learning my identity, and always said something very hurtful.

"Your dad is a doctor, that's amazing!"

"Is it true? So Xiao Zhenji, aren't you the eldest lady who often appears in TV dramas?"

"Why do you want to hide such a powerful thing from everyone? Well, anyway, it's just that it's not from the same world as us. ”

I've heard these words a thousand times.

I didn't deliberately hide anything!

When I was a child, I wanted to tell them that, but no one wanted to listen to me.

Although my relationship with them did not become bad or ostracized afterwards, I just felt that something was different.

Although I can still smile, it seems to open a layer of barrier, as if telling the difference between each other.

I, on the other hand, have been labeled as invisible.

Actually, this kind of thing is still repeated until now, but when I grew up, I don't care much about these things anymore.

Because, even if it's a person, it doesn't matter.

After that guy disappeared, didn't I just work hard to get to this point by myself?

Hmm, everyone should be impatient with introducing themselves for such a long time, right?

It's time to get down to business.

It's time to tell me the story between me and that person and that boy named Xia You.

No, it's a story, but nothing actually happens.

From start to finish, it was just wishful thinking on my part.

And he, Xia You doesn't know anything.

Yes, I don't know.

Just like the last time we met in my aunt's café, he had no idea who I was or how much my life had changed because of him.

It's going to be a very trivial story, maybe a little boring, but it's a story about a girl named Mahime Nishikino who has been carefully buried in her heart.

Please be patient with me.

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The first time I met Xia You was when I was seven years old.

It was a piano presentation.

My parents wanted me to learn a talent worthy of being a "general hospital lady", so they helped me find a piano studio.

This was a relatively large and prosperous piano classroom at that time.

Therefore, at that time, I rented a concert hall near Ochanomizu, and held a grand presentation with several other piano classrooms that were also very famous.

This piano classroom has a lot of students who aim to be a music university or a professional pianist.

And this presentation is that only the selected students can appear.

I have only been studying piano for more than a year, and I am happy and proud to participate in it.

After all, I was only seven years old at the time, and I had just entered the second grade of elementary school, and my hands were too small to play a masterful tune.

And for me at that time, those fifth and sixth grade brothers and sisters were already amazing adults, and it was like a dream for me to be able to perform with them.

I thought I was the only sophomore selected to attend the recital.

But when I happily informed my parents of the good news, I realized that there was another boy besides me, and his name was Xia You.

I heard from my mother that the boy named Xia You is very powerful, the same age as me, but he has won many awards in domestic competitions, and is also known as a piano genius.

"That guy is so powerful. ”

I can still vaguely remember that when I heard my mother finish speaking, I immediately let out a heartfelt admiration.

Because my mother listed the competitions that the boy won awards, I have also heard of them, and they are all quite powerful competitions.

At least at that time, I couldn't even qualify, let alone win.

That's why I wanted to get to know the boy named Natsuyo.

It's just that this thought, when I saw my mother talking about Xia You, the envy and praise on her face instantly dissipated.

Instead, there was the idea of wanting to win over him.

In retrospect, it was just a child's shallow jealousy, and I hope my mother can just look at me and be proud of me, not the boy named Xia You.

But this idea drove me to redouble my efforts at that time, and I kept practicing while ensuring that I didn't fall behind in my studies.

And just like that, the time came for the day of the piano presentation.

My parents were unable to attend the presentation because they were going to a work dinner anyway, and when my sister who was a domestic helper told me about it, I was a little disappointed, but I was even more motivated.

At that time, I was recognized as a strong person who refused to admit defeat, and I thought to myself:

If I can win against that boy of the same age named Xia You at the concert, my parents will be very happy, right? After all, that boy is praised as a genius, and if I can beat him, wouldn't I be even more genius?

Then, I wonder if Mom and Dad will regret not being able to see their daughter win the game.

These fantasies that come to my mind make me happy, but also reduce the nervousness of the upcoming game.

So smoothly, I played the pieces I had chosen in advance.

When I got up to get off the stage, the audience applauded.

At the presentation, perhaps by coincidence, I appeared as the penultimate performer.

And the last one is Xia You.

After I stepped back, he came on.

To be honest, he's a lot worse than I imagined.

He looked a little clumsy with small glasses, and he had already participated in many competitions, but he seemed to be a little nervous, and he slammed his butt into the chair, making the audience laugh.

And I couldn't help but laugh, and then I thought—

Such a clumsy guy is completely different from what my mother said, and I'm sure I'll be able to win him.

But when he faced the piano and played the first note, he became the dream of my life.

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The first is more served

I will try my best to write three more today, please forgive me if I can't write it

The recent update is too fast.,It's made the plot a little unstable.,For the long run.,It's better to be a little more leisurely.ORZ.