[Tutor] When I say I like you

On the second day of Valentine's Day, there are probably some things worth mentioning. For example, when the results of the school beauty selection came out, Kyoko Sasakawa in the first grade deserved the top spot, and a strange boy in my class came to me and took out a data sheet saying that you, Nanami, also have a ranking. And it's not low, it went up in a few days, it's just because you just came here, everyone doesn't know you well, you have to walk around the campus more, and then you will definitely win the first prize in the next school flower selection!

I asked with black lines all over my head, since I don't walk around the campus at all and no one knows me, where did my votes come from.He proudly said that I asked the younger brothers to mobilize people to vote for you. How come, do you like me very much?

I made up the last sentence from his expression. I originally wanted to give this strange guy a fist, but his face was full of liking me and liking me, and there was a subtle sense of cuteness, so I couldn't bear to shoot it. Patted him on the head and said sorry I wasn't very interested.

Are you kidding me, is the number of admirers contest for middle school students fun?My sister is Valia, who came here in a bloody storm with real guns and live ammunition. She has been the maid star for three consecutive times.

The strange boy couldn't understand my heart, he just got angry at my action of patting his head, blushed and said you don't want it.

My temper came up in an instant, and I said to myself, do you think you are Reborn, Skuvalo, or Hibari Kyoya!I won't be finished until I beat you out of human form!

So I used him to smash my broken set of desks and chairs, picked a small piece of wood against his carotid artery and made him cry that he accidentally fell and broke my desks and chairs, so please let me sit down He went to his seat and confessed to the teacher.

Stopping, I sat on a seat by the window with a good view.

The whole class was silent, and there was no more trouble after that.

For another example, on February [-]th, A Gang’s sports supplementary test short-distance running, I skipped class and went to the playground to watch. Some bad memories made me shake, and then I still showed a bright smile to me, insisted on running, and finally narrowly passed.

I propped my chin up and looked at the girl with short orange hair who was cheering on A Gang by the playground, thinking that that was the motivation for Gang to pass.

This emotion is really enviable.

Then the days flowed without any waves, and Reborn didn't think of a new way to punish his students and me for the time being. When I was walking on the way to school that I had become a habit, I felt a slight pain in my heart and did something stupid. The result is just to make myself more uncomfortable... I seem to be slipping deeper and deeper into the abyss of foolishness.

Valia has been ignoring me, and it is also a god's help that keeps me stupid.

On a sunny day, it was rare for me to attend a class, and I was woken up by a familiar burst of wild laughter when I lay down on the table to catch up on sleep.

Cow imps run up and down the corridors.

...Who brought him to school?Didn't the huge group of discipline committee members stop it?

I stood up and went out to look for Lan Bo. It would be difficult for such a brat to offend any heartless middle school student and be bullied.

When I went to the corridor, I saw the cow kid jumping on the stairs. When I ran over, I happened to meet the three of Agang coming up. Needless to say, Agang was panting, even the prison temple was a little panting. Yamamoto probably has too much athletic ability and his face Easy, anyway, he must have been chasing Lanbo for a long time.

"What happened? How did Rambo get released?" I asked.

A Gang said with an embarrassing face that you took Lanbo for something and called it released.

I shrugged and said, "Anyway, we should catch him and keep him from running around, right?"

Prison Temple shouted frantically: "Remember to grab Judaime's lunch back!"

I glanced at him lightly, and told Yamamoto to go up the stairs on the other side to try to block him on the third floor.Prison Temple must have felt my malice, and was persuaded by A Gang before the outbreak.

It's a pity that although Lanbo is small and cries, he is really good at running and jumping. We chased all the way up to the top floor of the office, guarded the stairs, and waited for the little devil to throw himself into the trap.

Lanbo looked left and looked again, shouted "Master Lanbo won't be trapped like this", then took out a smoke bomb, threw it at Yamamoto, and rushed there in the smoke and dust.

When he was looking at Yamamoto, I ran towards him, but it was still half a beat late. I saw Yamamoto's figure still blocking the stairs through the huge amount of smoke and dust, but Rambo is small, so he must be able to find a gap to bump into I went out, but a figure ran up vaguely from below, and I shouted: "Reinforcements are coming! We can catch them!"

I was standing on the periphery of the side of the smoke, and I could barely see the figures moving inside. A small group turned and rushed towards me, and yelled very loudly, "Master Lanbo is charging!" After holding him, the bear kept twisting and kicking, so I had to grab his afro and let his body hang in the air, shouting to Yamamoto or Guji to come and take over this guy.

The smoke hadn't cleared yet, and the two people seemed to be fascinated. Yamamoto called Nanami-senpai to hold on first.I said stick to it, I hate brats!

Then the office door next to me opened, and a man with an extremely unfriendly expression came out: "It's so noisy, you guys, do you want to be bitten to death?"

I...=mouth=.

The house leak happened to be raining overnight, and Lan Bo broke free while I was distracted, but his foot slipped and fell solidly when he landed perfectly.I was silent, and bent down to reach out to touch his explosive head, but he raised his flattened face first, with tears in his eyes and gritted his teeth, and said: "...be patient...be patient... Master Lanbo wants revenge on you bastards!"

While crying wildly, he took out a bazooka-like thing from the exploding head.I heard Ganga say that this thing seems to be called a ten-year rocket launcher, a dangerous item, and subconsciously stepped back and bumped into Hibari Kyouya, who pushed me away, showed his kidnapper and pulled the rushing rocket launcher away.Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I saw the whirling thing, with the muzzle facing me, falling steadily.

……Ha ha.

Shrouded in darkness, a strange dizziness made me feel like I was in a coma for a moment. When I was awakened by the bright light, I opened my eyes and found myself standing in a quaint Japanese room.

Inexplicably... The familiar room looks a bit dilapidated.

I wondered why I was so down and out ten years later, and then saw the toys scattered around me, and my expression suddenly became wonderful-is it unfortunate that I am 24 years old and mentally handicapped?Playing with these four- and five-year-old kids?

Then I froze, and my pupils constricted violently.

It wasn't ten years later that the bazooka was hitting me in reverse.

This is ten years ago, ten years ago, the Nanami family was prosperous, I was only four years old, and I was playing with toys!

The door of the Japanese room opened, and a young woman came in anxiously, "Xiao Wei? Mom heard you crying, what's wrong?"

I stared blankly at the blond woman with emerald eyes, my legs softened, and I knelt down, tears poured out of my eyes subconsciously and brushed across my face.

She was stunned.

I couldn't stop crying, my throat seemed to be cut, I couldn't speak and I couldn't breathe.It was as if the chest had been cut open, and the sharp pain was so great that I tremblingly raised my hand, pressed my heart, and let out a depressive howl.

"You...are Xiaowei?" Her expression was not clear through her teary eyes, but she walked over quickly, held my shoulders, hesitated for a while, hugged me in her arms, and gently patted my cheek Back, softly said don't cry don't cry.

My hands trembled, and then I hugged her without hesitation, hugged my living tender mother ten years ago, and burst into tears.

I don't think about anything anymore, I just want this moment.

I hold my mother, her body is warm and alive, she pats my back, her voice is soft, and there is a familiar fragrance in her hair that I have lost for many years... She is not a dream, she will not touch just broken.

I howled loudly, with confused noises in my throat, and finally coughed, as if to vomit my whole soul out.

Mom hugged me and patted me, she was alive, my mom was alive...

"Nah, don't cry, don't cry..." The familiar Japanese with a strange accent engraved into my bone marrow kept repeating softly in my ears.

The previous life and the next life have all been exhausted, and I tried my best to stop the unbridled wail.

Ten years ago, my mother held my shoulders and pushed me away slightly so that she could see me clearly.I clenched my teeth and squeezed out a very distorted smile.

There wasn't much surprise in her emerald-like eyes, which were green and clear, completely reflecting my appearance of neither human nor ghost, but she smiled and said, "Is it Xiao Wei who grew up? Very beautiful. "

She wiped the tear stains on my face with her thumb, the temperature of her fingertips made my heart twitch, and the huge pain hit again, I resisted, tried my best, and kept the corners of my mouth raised, "Mom... yes... I It's Xiaowei... Ten years later..."

The lacrimal gland was broken, and I couldn’t control it at all. The moment I spoke, those meaningless liquids that only added to sadness poured out again. I pursed my mouth hard to breathe, but I couldn’t stop, couldn’t stop...

My mother hugged me again and coaxed the child not to cry or cry like that.

I pushed her away, stared at her appearance, deepened all the lines, and then shook my head while weeping.

"Why are you so sad, Xiao Wei?" Mom stroked my hair, "Ten years later... did something bad happen?"

The frenzy of pain almost broke the bank, and a voice in my throat screamed because you are gone!You'll be gone in another three years!But when I opened my mouth, it became a hoarse "It's okay... nothing...".

The salty liquid poured into my mouth, corroding my vocal cords.

By chance, I came to the past.

But how dare I change the past?

Any arbitrary move could destroy the three years of peaceful time here!

This is ten years ago, four-year-old Qi Haiwei was playing with toys in the house, and her mother, who could only come back to see her a few times a year, was busy in the kitchen.

It should have been like this, and future disasters shouldn't be brought before their eyes now.

And I, the pains I have tasted so much, they converge to overwhelm me and can't succeed!I don't care what to suffer!I think!I can bear it alone!

But my mother stared at me, her eyelashes flickered quickly, and then she let out a soft sigh and said, "I see."

My heart contracted suddenly, and the pain that was already stabbed by a knife became more severe, like a pot of boiling oil was poured on the bloody wound, my face was distorted, but my mother gently supported my face with her hands.

She kissed my forehead, her voice was extremely gentle, "Xiao Wei, no matter what, you have to live a good life."

"Don't be crushed by pain, don't be blinded by hatred," she said, pressing her forehead against mine, "Mom loves you, no matter what time and space you are in, mother is blessing and protecting you, you have to live a good life."

My heart was hurting so badly that my eyes were dark, I stretched out my hands indiscriminately to hug my mother tightly, buried my head in her neck, and kept saying I would, I would... Tears soaked her shoulders and soaked the past ten years.

She touched my head and said softly, "I'll find a way to get you—"

It stopped abruptly, her voice stopped here.

I froze, maintaining a hugging posture, turned around in the dark void, and then fell straight down.

I landed on the cold sofa, still maintaining that posture, but my arms were empty, like a dream I had had many times before, I stretched out my arms to hug, and then, it shattered again...

I sat there in a daze, the tears stopped flowing, and there was an astonishing emptiness in my mind, as if there was a vast wasteland, and a bone-piercing wind was blowing on the wasteland.

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