I didn't want to chase you

After I was sure there was no way to connect the broken chain back, I sat calmly on the side of the road, hoping that someone with good intentions would pass by and take me for a ride.

I have failed my teammates' expectations of me, I probably won't be able to send the bento back in time today...

I decided to stop doing it myself from tomorrow, and resolutely choose to order takeaway.

"Are you Migon?"

A truck pulls up and the other person pokes his head out the window and asks me.

I didn't know this kind classmate, but I replied, "Yes, you can..."

"Get in the car," he stopped the car, "I'll get out of the car and help you move things."

I put the bikes and lunchboxes on the truck with him, and I hopped in.

I said, "Thank you, classmate."

The classmate was very enthusiastic, "It's okay, we are all on our own!"

My own? ? ?

Is there something wrong?

This enthusiastic classmate drove the car to the big warehouse, and it was indeed the one of Xiao Lizi.

Excuse me, can I not get off the bus?

Several people came out noisily, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"I brought back the little daughter-in-law for the boss," he replied while parking the car, "and brought food for everyone."

Several people put the bento I prepared for the baseball team on the table, and they looked at each other, "Isn't this a bit too nutritious?"

right!

You don't need to train seven or eight hours a day, you really don't need to eat nutritious meals!

I tried to explain: "This is..."

At this time, someone bit the chicken leg and said, "This chicken leg is delicious!"

Well just pretend I didn't say anything.

Little Lizi was surprised to see me.

"Aren't you busy with training recently? Why are you here?" He glanced at the bento on the table, "This is..."

The enthusiastic classmate who brought me back just now told him, "The bicycle is broken, and I brought it back for him. You don't know how much you care about others."

I:"……"

Little Chestnut looked at me suspiciously.

I smiled helplessly, "That's right."

Little Lizi took the car keys on the table, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Okay." I said.

After I went back, I was strongly reprimanded by the team members, because I just bought a few bags of small bread for them at the commissary.

Owen gnawed on the bun and gave me a book, "Can you give it to Keris for me?"

This is a magic book.

And it is a very precious magic book.

Why do I have a feeling of being shown a face of affection?

I returned the book to him, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

Owen was anxious, "If I can go, can I still find you? I'm afraid he won't accept it!"

"you……"

"Let's leave you!" He interrupted me, "You put it away, go back to the classroom and give it to him!"

After returning to the classroom, I gave the magic book to Little Yellow Curly as promised.

His eyes lit up after he took the book, "Say thank you to Owen for me!"

I don't understand, "How do you know it's him?"

"The author of this book is a royal wizard, so it cannot be rumored," he explained to me. "Owen is the only person you know who can get it, because his mother is a member of the Royal Society of Magic."

I:"……"

Tell me it's not the sour smell of love!

After careful consideration, I told Owen: "I have decided to confess my love to Simmonda."

Owen nodded, "Did he like that book?"

Me: "...I like it, he asked me to thank you."

Owen was pleasantly surprised and asked me, "What else did he say?"

I practiced in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally decided not to confess my love in person, but to write a letter.

I tore out a bunch of letter papers and made a big determination to retreat in the classroom.

I want to write a fresh, refined and sincere confession letter!

The little yellow curly hair expressed surprise, "Don't you have to train today?"

"I didn't even need it." I raised my head and continued writing.

The little yellow curly said regretfully: "But if you don't go, Owen will be very boring."

I:"……"

I'm sorry, I don't see much of the world, but didn't you two break up?

I struggled with the letter paper for a long time, but I couldn't write anything.

I had no choice but to ask the little yellow curly hair for help, and asked him, "Do you know how to write a confession letter?"

"That depends on who you write to." He looked very experienced, but if I don't write to Simmonda, who else can I write to?

"Simonda," I said.

"If it's him, I suggest you use eight languages, and then use sign language when handing it over to him," he added after thinking for a while, "Anyway, it must be so that he can't understand it."

I:"……"

I didn't really understand his unfriendliness towards Simmonda, so I asked him, "What did Simmonda do to you?"

He smiled instead, "Why you just don't understand, I just hope you understand that he won't be with you at all."

Of course I know.

I know Simmonda's friendliness to me is just out of politeness and politeness, but I want to make an effort.

Who made him show kindness to me?

In the end, I still didn't write this letter.

No words can express my desire for Simmonda, I have to say it myself, and I have to know how he will react to it.

I don't want to miss every look he makes.

The day before the intramural PK game, I asked him to meet by the river.

I laughed when I saw him, he came on time, and the coat he was wearing today was the same color as mine.

He brought me a cone and asked me, "Do you have anything to say?"

"I have something very important to tell you myself," I looked at him, his eyes were brown and very beautiful, "I thought I would never have the chance to say it."

He seemed to have guessed what I was going to say, "Migon..."

"You let me finish," I interrupted. "I like you, I like you very much, and I'd be very sorry if I couldn't tell you myself."

"You..." Simmonda said after a moment of silence, "Thank you for liking me, but I can't give you the answer you want now."

I smiled, "So, can I wait?"

He reached out and hugged me, "I won't let you be too long."

I looked at his back as he turned and left, and suddenly felt empty in my heart.

I tasted the cone and it was a little melted and chocolaty, not sweet at all.

For ice cream, you have to buy sweet ones!

I stood there and ate the cone, then walked west along the river.

I got lost without incident.

I squatted down in a corner at random, a little dazed.