[APH Luzhong] Ivan Diary

When he was entangled by thorns, he was so distressed that he suffocated.

——From now on, leave all the pain you can't bear to me, Ivan.As a friend, even a little bit, I want to cheer you up.

*

"I'm back..." Ivan forced a smile, not wanting to worry his sister.

"Welcome back..." Sophia who greeted Ivan who came back late forced a smile, not wanting to infect the young Ivan with her pain.

She choked: she clearly saw Ivan's dirty clothes and red eyes, but she couldn't ask anything—what was the use of asking?Adds to the pain.

Ivan hid the hand bandaged by Wang Yao behind his back, and added weakly: "I accidentally fell, fell down today..."

Sophia is well aware of these things, but she is already tired of dealing with life and discrimination from others every day.She sighed, avoiding Ivan's eyes with difficulty: "That's it... Be careful next time. Go eat..." She pulled a bitter smile.

"Yeah." Ivan nodded, and quickly hid in the room.

"Ah...how can one live..." Sophia covered her face and sobbed, "God, how can one live..." She tried her best to control her volume, not wanting the two children to hear it.

Natasha hid in the kitchen, numbly listening to Sophia's cries.

*

small theater

Ivan: So, Yaojun, where are you hiding?

Wang Yao: The playground.

Ivan: (surprised) Huh?How did you hide it?

Wang Yao: (satisfied) I buried myself in a sandpit!

Ivan: Huh? ! !

diary three

I seem to like Yaojun. — Ivan Braginsky

April 3

(Sky)

*

Recently, Ivan found that he watched Wang Yao more often.

Because spring is here, Wang Yao's clothes are getting thinner, and he combed his hair a little higher, so that his neck is fully exposed.

Ivan was very concerned about Wang Yao's neck for no reason. Sometimes he would think of questions such as "Why is Yaojun so white even though he is a yellow man?" But more, he felt that Wang Yao's slender and white neck was very Beautiful, especially when Wang Yao's black hair hangs loose on it.

why is that?The so-called alien charm?

Ivan was embarrassed and terrified by his neurotic thoughts.

I'm so strange, is there something wrong with my head?

What's more terrible is that sometimes Wang Yao would take a look at Ivan. When the eyes of the two collided, although the two would turn their heads tacitly, but the moment the eyes met, Ivan was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it. .

——What should I do...

Ivan blushed slightly in the intoxicating spring breeze.

After all, why do I care so much about Yaojun?Because, because Yaojun is my only friend?It doesn't seem right...

After being rescued by Wang Yao last time, Ivan seemed to have gradually figured out what Wang Yao was thinking. What he had in common, he and that restrained child - both cherished this friendship.In this way, Ivan's imagination of "losing Wang Yao" faded away.

So why do I still care so much about that kid?

I do not know……

Ivan lay down on the table with a headache, and couldn't hear the teacher's lecture.He couldn't help but glanced at Wang Yao again. The other party was taking notes seriously, with his hair hanging on his shoulders, revealing the white nape of his neck: It seems that he didn't... Yaojun didn't have this kind of trouble.

Who knows?

——Wang Yao, who felt being stared at, was so nervous that his words were crooked, but he forced himself not to look back, not to think too much, and not to be sentimental.

Well, change your mood and make new friends!

After thinking for a long time, Ivan suddenly thought of a good way to solve the problem: since he focused all his attention on Yaojun, wouldn't having one more friend distract him?

Moreover, how to make friends, I have recently understood a little bit!

It was almost the end of get out of class, and the whole class was in a commotion, and Ivan was also a little ready to move: make friends...

—but ah...

Ivan looked at Wang Yao timidly again: Will Yaojun be angry if he finds a new friend without authorization?

Ivan lowered his head guiltily and clenched his fists.

——Wait, no, no, it’s Vanya’s own business to find friends, it can’t be up to Yaojun, isn’t it that I haven’t improved at all compared to before?

Ivan shook his head vigorously, trying to get these weak thoughts out of his mind.

Yes, I can't rely on Yaojun, I want to make friends by myself.Then, I want to become a little braver, a little better, and make many, many friends!

Then, I can also become stronger, right?

Will that child like me more?

Even though he thought so, Ivan buried his face in his arms in shame: Uh...what to do...

"Ivan Braginsky, sit up or not, stand up!" At this difficult moment, the Latin teacher interrupted Ivan's thinking with a dark face.

Ivan pushed the table away and stood up slowly.There were snickers in the classroom, because Ivan's face was so unbelievably red that he was like a ripe tomato.

*

Ivan recalled it and found that he had too many volunteer friends, basically including children from the whole town.

Among them, there are Gilbert who always bullies himself, Edward, a top student, Levis who is also bullied, and Torres who looks very gentle.

Gilbert-kun... is too powerful, I think I can't make friends with that person...

Ivan shuddered.So his first target is the easy-going Torres. This kid is easier to get along with and has a higher possibility of becoming friends.

So... Hurry up and talk to me!

Ivan was in a dilemma and hid behind the birch tree. His target Mr. Torris was playing with his friends on the playground not far away.

What should I do? !I didn't expect someone else to be there!It's impolite to disturb others casually, right?

Ivan was so nervous that his heart was pounding: don't hesitate, go up and talk to them, and then melt into them!

Ah no!This is beyond my ability!too difficult!

Ivan felt like his brain was going to burn out.

"Hey, what are you doing? Ivan." Suddenly, Wang Yao's voice came out of Ivan's ear.

"No, it's nothing!" Facing Wang Yao who suddenly appeared, Ivan, who was thinking hard, was so frightened that his heart stopped beating, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, "Yao Yao Yao?" He blushed in shock. face.

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pull Ivan up from the ground: "Your reaction is very suspicious. What are you doing?"

"It's nothing..." Ivan lowered his head guiltily, struggling slightly to take his hand out of Wang Yao's hand.

"Please don't lie..." Wang Yao lowered his eyes, but grabbed Ivan's hand tightly, "Tell me if you have any troubles, aren't we friends..." Unconsciously, his voice became weaker and weaker, "Of course, if you don't want to say it..." He gradually let go of Ivan's hand.

"I want to...make a new friend." - Do you get mad?

Wang Yao's eyelids trembled slightly.

Ivan stretched out his hand to hook Wang Yao's relaxed finger, blushed slightly, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "But I don't know how to do it..."——to become as powerful as you.

Wang Yao shifted his gaze slightly, and asked softly, "Make friends? With those kids on the playground?"

Ivan raised his head, blinked his eyes quickly, pointed to Torres on the playground and said, "Well, with that brown-haired kid."

Wang Yao blinked hard, looked at Torres for a while, and said with a smile: "He looks like a good boy. If you want to make friends with him, I can help you."

"Really...?" Ivan looked back at Wang Yao unexpectedly.For some reason, in his subconscious mind, he always thought that Wang Yao would be angry.

"Boom..." The school's big bell was rang suddenly, and the heavy bell sounded far away.

"Ah, the lunch break is over..."

Ivan looked up and saw that the minute hand on the clock tower had already pointed to "6": "Well, let's talk about this next time..." Strangely, he felt a little flustered in his heart.

"Okay." Wang Yao still smiled, but that smile seemed to be missing something.

*

The first class in the afternoon is music class, which both Iwan and Wang Yao like.But Wang Yao may be a little unwell, so he has not sang.

——Sure enough, angry?

Ivan worriedly glanced at Wang Yao by the window, who was slowly flipping through the music score and casually glanced at the blackboard from time to time.

What should I do...

While everyone was whispering to each other, the music teacher drew the music score on the blackboard, and he sat down by the piano: "Now everyone is familiar with the tone of my piano..."

The brisk and melodious piano sounds flowed out from the speakers, and some children sang lazily while holding up the sheet music.

The corner of Ivan's eyes lingered on Wang Yao's side.

Today's Yaojun puts his hair on the right side, so he can't see his neck...but he is still very beautiful.

Wang Yao pursed his lips, blinked his eyes slowly, and fixed his eyes on a note on the music score.

Ivan turned the sheet music backwards.He quietly observed Wang Yao's eyelashes fluttering up and down, unconsciously thinking wildly.

——Yaojun's eyelashes are so long.

Feels like butterfly wings.If you put your hand on it, it will itch a bit, right?

Ivan's chest began to stir inexplicably, as if he felt a strange irritability, his feet under the table shook restlessly, and his palms seemed to really itch.

What's going on... I'm thinking about something inexplicable again.

Ivan swallowed, and turned his gaze to Wang Yao again: Hey...no