[Black Basket] Never expected

After the afternoon class, I piled up the messy textbooks spread out on the table and stuffed them into my bag, and the moment I carried the bag on my shoulders, Ryota sent a very inappropriate text message.

I took a rough look, and the guy who had sworn to "take me home" to cheat the milk suddenly changed his mind, saying that he was going to prepare for tomorrow's practice match, so he couldn't miss the job no matter what...

Ah, sure enough, I shouldn't have expected anything from him in the first place.

Liang Nai didn't attend the last self-study class. According to her own explanation, she seemed to have a temporary job, so she left school early in the morning.

But that's fine too.Because even if I try my best to pretend that nothing happened, I really am not strong enough to completely erase the trivial matter of "broken love" from my memory in a blink of an eye.

If the brothers and sisters of the Kise family accidentally noticed something strange, how should I explain it to them?Just the thought of those two guys making sympathetic faces in front of me makes my gut ache like a knot.

This painful and melancholy mood lasted until I got home.

My mother specially prepared my favorite curry, but because of my bad mood, I had no appetite at all. I ate a few mouthfuls perfunctorily and then dragged my tired body up to the second floor.

I have no mood to review at all, and I don't want to do homework at all.

I threw myself on the big soft bed, and put my face into the pillow. The increasingly difficult breathing made my brain start to become dull, and in the midst of my chaotic thoughts, the picture of interacting with Sakamoto quickly flashed through the cracks in my memory—— —

He's obviously just a jerk, that guy...

But why the nose is so sour and the eyelids are wet.

I took a deep breath, raised my hand and tapped the back of my head vigorously.

It would be great if all the memories of that bastard could be deleted immediately.In fact, the time I have been with Sakamoto is not that long at all, and it is not the kind of love that is earth-shattering and you have to, hitting base or something... It is even more so far away that I have never even thought about it.

The uninspired "confession and then dating" love model, even if it ends easily, there is no reason to be sad at all.

But the more I think about it, the more I feel that I can't control my tear ducts.

When I was completely immersed in my own little world, the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone pressed the pause button for the tragic movie playing in my head.I kept facing the door down and took out the phone from my pocket, picked it up and put it to my ear, "Hello? I'm Yokoyama..." I said weakly.

The voice is also distinctly nasal.

The other party's energetic voice formed a diametrically opposite contrast to my lifeless voice.

"Sister Yangcai! I'm sorry I couldn't go home with you after school today. As compensation, I'll bring you a midnight snack~"

Hearing Ryota's voice, I slowly turned over and sat up with one hand propped up on the bed. Regardless of whether the other party could see it or not, I just shook my head foolishly: "No need. I'm trying to lose weight."

I probably heard some clues from my voice. The conversation was interrupted for a moment, and his doubtful voice appeared on the speaker, "You... what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Ah, as expected, you should have discovered it during the day. When I saw you in the corridor, my face was obviously ugly."

I have to admit that when Ryota speaks in a serious tone, his voice is soft and steady, which is very nice.

And as a model, he does have a good-looking appearance and a good figure.

……

Huh?

In the next second, I suddenly realized my fantasy of exceeding the standard of shame, and immediately despised myself severely.

At that moment just now, I must have been MAX!

Yokoyama Haruna!Are you still a naive middle school student?Or lack of brainpower because you haven’t eaten enough?That guy is Ryota Kise, that Ryota Kise that you've even seen nude photos of as a child countless times!

I shook my head vigorously trying to get those messy thoughts out of my mind, but I responded calmly: "That's not the case. Instead of guessing and worrying wildly, it's better to focus on your competition and studies, Kise little classmate."

Changing the topic in an irrelevant tone, I quickly ended the topic before he got angry again, "But I'm really feeling a little uncomfortable today, so I can't cheer up all day, and now I'm going to rest. You're done Go to bed early for homework, too."

"Sister Yangcai! Hey——"

I cut off the call immediately.

Wearing a uniform, I retracted directly into the quilt, only a pair of eyes were exposed outside. I stared at the round lampshade with a Winnie the Pooh pattern on the ceiling above my head, and my eyes were bright and pale.

Probably you shouldn't tell lies. I felt uncomfortable just after I told them, and now I have a headache.

I squinted my eyes, and the contempt for myself in my heart couldn't be more—as a third-year student, I was still bothering about this kind of thing, and I was really too unconscious.

As the only child whose family puts high hopes on her, she must live up to her expectations.

No matter in academics or on the road of life, only one setback can't knock me down!

While thinking so passionately, I picked up the phone, opened the inbox, and cleared all the text messages I had exchanged with Sakamoto in a few clicks, and by the way, I also deleted his phone number.

Let the past go, and it will be a brand new day in a blink of an eye!

I nodded firmly, took out a tissue from the cardboard box on the bedside table and blew my nose vigorously.

"Hina! Ryota came to see you!" Mom shouted loudly from downstairs.

Hearing the sound, I threw away the ball of paper in my hand, immediately threw the quilt over my head, and buried my whole face in the quilt.

——That's why I say neighbors are the most troublesome!

I don't want to see him at all right now.A pitiful girl with red eyes...it doesn't fit the name Yokoyama Hina at all.

Some people say that the establishment of prestige requires year after year of hard work, but it often only takes a moment to lose it.

He had already fallen to the point where he was making fun of him casually. If this continues, the advantage of being two years older will be lost!

But obviously, the prayer in my heart was not heard by Kami's silly mother.

Soon, I heard the sound of the door being opened.

I tiptoed into the room, even though I was very careful because I was tall, the floor made intermittent "creaking" sounds; I curled my body into a ball, and I didn't intend to take the initiative to talk to him at all.

The air seemed to stop moving for a while.

I remained calm, suddenly, a corner of the quilt was lifted, and something came in from the gap, rubbing against my cheek coldly.With the light coming in from the opened quilt, I saw a small box of the vanilla-flavored Nisei that I often eat.

I don't know if the menstrual period is coming soon, and I find that my emotions have become unpredictable.It was just a box of cheap ice cream, but suddenly my eyes felt hot, and the snot that I had just blown clean showed signs of flowing again.

Throwing off the quilt abruptly, I knelt on the bed, Ryota who was squatting beside the bed looked at me with some unexpected surprise on his face, I knew he would have such a reaction because of my red eyes .

Regardless of these, I leaned forward—covered his face with warm palms, and then rubbed it vigorously, and then felt unsatisfactory, so I pulled his face to both sides.

His face was icy, but it turned a little red under my ravages.

"Sister Yangcai (′⌒`)..." The corner of his mouth was slumped down, and his pitiful look made my diamond heart, which has been struggling in the thorny bushes of life for many years, tremble slightly.

But even with a painful expression, he still didn't stop me from continuing to "bully" him.

Half a minute later, the comfort from my fingers made me feel better.

I withdrew my hand, opened the lid of the vanilla ice cream, dug a spoonful from the white soft solid and stuffed it into my mouth. The cold feeling slipped down my throat and into my stomach. The smoldering fire in my body finally tended to go out .

After I calmed down, I realized that my unilateral bullying against Ryota just now was a bit naive. That guy squatted beside the bed like a puppy trying to make his master happy, his amber eyes kept watching my every move.

I, what have I done...

I raised my forehead depressingly, even though I consider myself an "elder", my self-centered behavior has indeed exceeded the bottom line.From the very beginning, he was angry on his own, completely ignoring his good intentions to comfort his younger brother...

Guilt took over all my emotions in an instant, I hung my head and said sullenly, "Hey, Ryota, I... anyway, I'm sorry..."