Quiet

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But I have some vague expectations.I hope you can turn here by chance and guess who I am.

I dare not confess to you.

But I want to be with you.

not kidding.

If you get it, I will literally write you a love letter on paper.

Write what?

Proposal.

Seriously, I kid you not.

☆, twelve

34.

Although the school forbids dating, the seniors still can't bear to taste the forbidden fruit.

It is understandable that even the classmates are looking for a reliable communication partner.

It's like I received a birthday gift inexplicably because of a birthday, and the words written on the box hinted at something amazing.

I still don't have this plan, before I broke up with you unilaterally.

To be honest, I was a little intimidated the first few days.

Before evening self-study, a couple was bumped into by the teacher.

As for high school students, generally speaking, familiar teachers may turn a blind eye and pass by.

But they were taken to the teacher's office to talk.

The vice principal stationed at the school was alarmed.

I met them during recess, and the girls didn't even have any tears on their faces.

I'm still intimidated by them.

It's just ordinary couples, just like this.

So what if... I confessed to you?

I sometimes think so.

But he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

So, it doesn't matter if you say I'm weak, or you say I'm selfish.

I couldn't muster up the courage to stand in front of you with a rose in my hand until the college acceptance letter arrived.

35.

I want to write you a true love letter.

But holding the paper, there is no way to write.

I have so much to write.

For example, why I like you, how well you look in my eyes, hobbies, and I like you.

I like you, I want to let you know, even if this kind of love grows in a dark corner that no one knows about.

But I can't write anything.

For example, who am I, for example, I want to ask your basic information.Another example, I really like you.

The supporting role girl in the Japanese boy manga, even if she was rejected, she left her name.

I can't leave my name.

So, the love letter died again.

36.

In fact, for the start of school, I didn't expect much.

Of course it's not because of making up homework or anything.I finished writing last night when I was just on vacation.

It was because of you that I suddenly didn't want to see you.

When I was young, I read fables, and the book talked about "Ye Gong loves dragons".

Maybe most people are like this.

Obsessed with the beautiful and powerful appearance of the dragon, but afraid of it.

To me, you are the dragon in my dream.

I want to see you, I want to look through the class schedule every day, and count the few idle days left.

I dare not see you, I am afraid that the memory will be engraved, but I have never left traces in it.

Until I see you, see you.

You stand outside the classroom door, clean and tidy.

I just turned around hastily.

----The feeling called liking has already taken root, and in an unknown place, it is scattered under the shade of a tree.

Afraid you know.

Women have always been sensitive creatures.

I believe that if I can't extricate myself from you, even if I look at you, I will be discovered in the next second.

But there are many divergent roads ahead, and dangerous beaches behind.

Even if thousands of mountains block it, I can't turn around.

So ah, I am always in fear, and at the same time looking forward to it.

I hope you can break through that unspeakable mind.

Expect you to know.

Even though it is impossible to be together, I want you to know that at least this dangerous journey is not my own.

There is a saying, how do you say it?

I like you, nothing to do with you.

☆, Thirteen

37.

I have your class today.

I don't dare to look at you, but I can't help but look at you.

The class schedule has changed, the class hours have not changed, but the order has changed.

It means that I can see you three days a week.

Most of the time, I am thinking wildly.I want you to stand in front of the blackboard so that when I take notes, I can see you openly.

No matter what you look at, you look so pretty.

Young people's feelings are always poetry, and I think they are as witty as me. Even poetry with feelings should be extremely beautiful.

So, I just want to read this love poem to you.

Take it as a bedtime story, as a daily leisure interest.In short, to fill the spare minutes and seconds.

It's always nice to imagine something, isn't it?

At least in fantasy, I can still like you openly.

It's a pity, once you return to the cold and hard city fortress of reality, but you can't let you know.

The notebook under the study case will always be full of you.To learn painting or something for one person, in fact, when I think about it, it was quite a struggle.

Who told the school to be strict and not allow mobile phones?

There are no photos, so I have to go back and forth.

But then again, it always feels good to hold and draw your notebook.

Balloons of the same color as pink bubble gum slowly rose into the sky, expanding into arbitrary shapes in the blue dome.

Slowly, slowly, it swelled, covering a small field of vision.

The haze outside is also so pleasing to the eye.

It's like hugging you for real.

38.

Actually, I've always been a fan of long hair.

Probably because of the resentment that the school forbids to grow long hair from elementary school to high school.In short, the long hair that can be dragged to the waist has always been my favorite.

The way you looked before happened to be my dish.

Unfortunately, I just found out that you cut your hair off during the holidays.

It should not have been cut off too much, after all, the hairstyle of high ponytail already looks short.

But even so, there are still many regrets to watch.

After all, when he turned around and raised his head to write on the blackboard, the high ponytail was thrown away in mid-air, but the tail of his hair was on one side, shaking back and forth for a short time, which still seemed uncomfortable.

However, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't really matter.After all, I like you, not your hair after all.

as long as you are happy.

And as long as I see you, I feel inexplicably happy.

Who told me to like the person is you.

In fact, I have also struggled, but I just found that it is useless.

so be it.

39.

The aloe on the balcony is blooming again.

A large plant with broad pale grass-green leaves strewn with white curves.

The flowers are light orange, slender and close together, introverted like a long-necked lamp.

In the morning, I don’t know if it’s nectar or dew, but it’s sticking to the petals, a glistening grain.

I took a sip with my fingertips, it was very sweet.

like very much.

I forgot when I heard it said that girls who are good at tending flowers and plants, reading books and cooking tea have always been more gentle.

What I want to say is that if you happen to like this,

I can become that kind of girl for you.

what kind of plants do you like

The green radish in the oblique corner has quietly covered the pergola.

Didn't you see, when the sun shines into the greenhouse, it's really beautiful.

Clean and clear.

I hope you will like it too.

☆, fourteen

40.

I still think of that sentence: Hate not to be born at the same time, every day is good to you.

Didn't really like it, although it sounds very touching.

But every time when I am free, it will get into my ears reluctantly.

It's like the sound of flipping books in the classroom, combined with the small humming of the heater, and it can't stop pouring into the ears.

This feeling is especially evident in your class whenever I let myself go.