I think I'm in love.

This conclusion made me toss and turn.

"Uh-huh! What to do! ”

I hugged the quilt, bit the pillow, and rolled around on the bed.

Now that they're in their third year of high school, they won't have a chance if they don't confess.

But Xiao Xu's attitude towards me was really tepid, so I didn't have a chance to say what was in my heart.

"Su Fengling, you have to cheer up—"

I pumped myself up and sat up with a slam on my ass.

I'm in class 5 and Ben Xu is in class 3. We weren't in the same class - our school changed classes every year, and I thought I would dramatically move to the same class as him like in a novel, and then there would be a lot of dramatic scenes that added to the bonds.

In fact, it doesn't.

I returned to Minato City since junior high school. It wasn't dramatic because I knew from the beginning that my father's labor dispatch period to Sensugi City was three years...... I went there in the fourth grade, and after I graduated, I went back to Harbour City to go to junior high school.

Then I spent junior high school and high school with Xiaoxu.

This is not dramatic, because there are only three middle schools in the urban area of Harbor City, and the closest to the two of us is Harbor No. 2 Middle School, which has a middle and high school section, so I just went all the way up, and my age has increased with the passage of time.

December 8th.

The second day of the Snow Festival.

The first period of our morning was the math class of the homeroom teacher, in which he briefly introduced the activities of going to Qianshan City on the 10th, but no one seemed to want to participate, and the teacher did not force it.

The fourth class, which is our PE class, is on the first floor of the classroom for class 3, which can be seen from the outside.

I remember Ben Xu sitting last by the window, so I ran over to meet him.

He seemed to be deserting, looking at an extracurricular book.

The way he reads a book is very interesting, holding the book in one hand with his thumb against the page, so that I can see the cover of the book from the outside.

The title of the book is "The History of Steel", and the author is Zhang Minggang.

Zhang Minggang...... I think I've seen it on the TV news, but at the time it seemed to be negative news.

I lay on the glass and looked at Ben Xu.

Ahh

That's when I noticed something, and he put a notebook on his desk.

The inside of the notebook opened, filled with schedules, and appeared to be a notepad.

The most recent one is - on December 10th, participate in the Qianshan No. 2 Middle School Games.

I remembered the words of the head teacher in the first period.

Turns out he's going.

If she was going to go, would Liu Xin also-

No, I can't always think about her. Even though they live under one roof, nothing happens.

To a large extent, it shows that they are not cold to each other. (Self-soothing)

From a girl's point of view, I can see Liu Xin's intentions.

Her eyes are similar to mine.

I've always looked to her as a rival in love – but I've always looked to her for change.

As soon as my hairstyle became the same as hers, she cut her hair short and seemed to be working against me.

How is it possible, how can she have that kind of leisure, it is estimated that it is just a whim.

I shouldn't be that important in her eyes.

There is another thing worth mentioning, Liu Xin's current personality is simply two people from before.

I still remember the first time I met her and Benxu, and they spent it in the middle of a quarrel between the two. Now she has become a literary girl who can't say a few words a day.

I don't know what's going on, it's Benxu's story.

And maybe all I have to do is to get a head start.

Thinking about it, I began to think that number 10 was a great opportunity.

It was supposed to be like this.

But now I'm living in the corner of the school building.

Am I stupid? Why should I be frustrated because of this kind of thing, I haven't even expressed my emotions, so I have to find a reason for myself to fail.

It's terrible.

I hate myself, I hate myself for being so uncompetitive.

I often think that if only we were just friends.

It won't care so much.

It won't be so painful.

Why is he always so gentle with me? Why does he become cold again whenever I start to care?

Obviously, as long as the relationship between friends is maintained.

In this case, why does he always do things that make people misunderstood, and I become concerned, and I can't take my eyes off him, and I feel hot at the thought of him.

Even if we think it's good, it's good, but time is changing us little by little.

It's as if he's a two-faced personality like that, never telling me what he really thinks, and never taking the initiative to express his emotions.

He may have been, maybe his emotions are much richer than I imagined, but the person worth expressing is not me, that's all.

So what I'm going to do is maybe puncture that last film.

I want to know what he thinks, I want to go deep into his heart.

Even if it fails, even if it's just my wishful thinking.

I'm also going to take the first step.

I don't want him to become a person who hides in his heart.

I stood up and decided to go see him again.

That's when my phone rang out of nowhere. The name that appears on the screen is the one who hides in the bottom of my heart.

"Hey—"

I struggled to make my voice sound normal.

"Wind Chime, where are you now."

Hearing his voice made my heart flutter.

"Ah...... Me. ”

I hesitated. Really, why hesitate now.

"Come with me to Dongyang Road."

……

"Well, I'll be able to take care of the matter at hand in a moment."

"I'll take care of it for you, even if it's all night. It's time for dinner. ”

"Really......? Girls' business. Can you do it? ”

"As long as it's your business, I'll do it, even if I can't do it."

His tone was so firm that I couldn't help but laugh.

“…… I know. ”

I laughed.

Walk out of the school building.

Stop doing such stupid things, I'm going to be myself.

Don't be distracted by others anymore.

Don't be distracted by others anymore.

Don't be distracted by others anymore.

First of all, we must try hard to have the capital to complain.