[Net King] Encounter

I sat up in quite a state of shock, my mind was still a little dazed, and I felt that I had a long dream, but it was so real, it was so real that I felt like it was a lifetime ago, and the cultural festival seemed to have happened a long time ago.

I covered my face, my thoughts were in a mess, I took a few deep breaths, and I lay down again. There was still some time before I went to school, and I didn’t want to move. Thinking about such a thing, I actually fell asleep unconsciously in the end.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the day to go to school. I dawdled for a long time, and finally got up. Maybe the dream consumed me too much energy. I just felt tired all over my body. After the night festival, the lively atmosphere in the school suddenly subsided a lot. I walked aimlessly around the campus for a while before I remembered what I was going to do.

I have to find Kunimitsu Tezuka.

I felt like I was going to reveal a huge secret with my own hands. The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing. I hesitated in front of such a thing, full of anxiety.

When I came back to my senses, I was already standing in front of the door of my boyfriend's class. I scolded myself for being a coward in my heart, but I didn't dare to push the door open and take a look.

But the door suddenly opened in front of me, and a senior I didn't know pushed me into the door, but turned around and left.

...and she even kindly closed the door! ! !

Ahhh? ? ?

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tezuka Kunimitsu standing there. He even held the broom in his hand, but I didn't dare to go there, even if the truth was right in front of me.

In the quiet classroom with only two people, I heard him sigh softly.

He called my name: "Ten years."

"Yes, yes!" I replied in a panic, and finally raised my head to look at him. The young man's tea hair was bathed in brilliance, looking gentle and beautiful. He looked at me, his voice and expression were calm and gentle: "Ten years, if you have anything to say to me, just say it."

So under those gazes, I asked the first question: "...when did it start?"

I asked him: "Xue, Guoguang occasionally enters that game, right? Since when, Guoguang knew about me, and when... did he like me?"

This is what I want to know the most. Although it is a bit hypocritical to say so, I really want to know whether the senior likes the heroine in the game, or the real me who has been Asahina for ten years.

If I don't know the answer to this question, I will definitely think about this question every day and night in the future, and I will be worried about it.

"A long time ago." Unexpectedly, I heard him answer, "I knew you before I knew the game."

He put down the things in his hands and walked towards me, and behind me was the closed classroom door, and there was no way to retreat.

what do you know about meyou do not know.

You don't know how many years I've loved you.

You don't know how long ago I liked you.

You don't know how much I try to get close to you but dare not really talk to you.

I'm a coward, always have been.

I like it so much that fear is born, lest you think something is wrong with me, like it too much or even feel desperate, want to touch but withdraw your hand.

The whole story is a one-man show I am talking to myself, a mime without a single line of dialogue.

But I just like you stubbornly alone, even beyond my imagination.

So whenever I think of this incident, I feel that I am about to suffocate. *

you do not know.

As if seeing what I was thinking, he said, "I know."

"Maybe I do not know many things, but I do know some things."

"When I was in elementary school, there weren't many transfer students. So I know you."

"You came to see me play tennis, I know."

"You've been looking at me, and I know that."

"When you look at me, I look at you."

"You're fine, you don't know."

I shed tears at the end of this sentence.

I can't say whether it's a grievance or something, it seems that the persistence for so many years has yielded results, the hard work has been seen by others, the dark thoughts are laid out in the sun, gently tolerated by people, and known to the world in an open and honest manner. Such a happy thing.

At that moment, I even wanted to go back to the past and say to the past me: "Don't be afraid, because that person is watching you, you are never alone."

I thought that the person I liked was a star that I couldn't touch. I just looked up and saw the starlight falling into my eyes one day, so I put it in my heart.

Then, one day, the stars responded to me, and it fell into my arms.

I thought it was a one-man show, but there were audiences sitting in the audience all the time, and they came to me when the curtain was over.

"I dream occasionally, but I can't control that person's actions. At first I..." He stood in front of me, gently wiped away my tears, and even got a little speechless, paused, and then continued, " Didn't know it was you."

"I thought I was dreaming."

"But one time, you told that person that he was very similar to the person you liked, but when you were not here, in some information you revealed, I gradually realized that that girl might be you."

I remember that time, it was the week of a certain BE of mine.

...Who would have thought of this? ? ?I thought I was exchanging heart and soul with an AI, treating this person as a tree hole, but I didn't expect the deity to be in front of me? ? ?

"Even if it's a coincidence or just a dream, I will try my best to make this possible."

"Because I found out that I fell in love with you."

There is no reason, no reason, just because you see this person, you can't see others anymore.

Now I'm at a loss for words.

Instead I am speechless.

I just wanted to hug this person in front of me, so I did.

I reached out to hug him, tears almost soaked his clothes, in the darkness, I was sobbing and trembling, he patted my back to comfort me, I thought I must be very ugly now, so He even refused to raise his head.

"Ten years in Asahina." I heard him call my name, and finally raised my head reluctantly, I must look terrible, I thought.

The voice that hasn't changed in so many years called my name, and he still looked at me, his eyes didn't hide or flicker, just like when he confessed to me for the first time, his eyes were serious and clear, with a gentle arc: "So , would you like to associate with me?"

I was stunned for a moment, but finally laughed with tears in my eyes: "I am willing."

I would like to.

I think of many, many things, the years before, Yuto Kawahara standing under the tree, the first time I saw Tezuka Kunimitsu, it was a spring day, it was drizzling on the first day of school, and the boy held on Umbrella stood under the tree, I passed him by, turned my head and glanced at him, and looked at him through the misty rain.

Youth is like an instant.

The light is just there, everyone should fall in love with him.

That was the first time I met him.

When I saw him again later, it was he who spoke as an outstanding student.I heard him read the speech in his hand in a clear voice, with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

So in the years that followed, I chased after that light, and every time I dreamed back at midnight, I could still recall the sound of the pattering rain that day, and the cold eyes of the boy when he stood on the stage.

Through the rain curtain, across the sea of ​​people, I looked at him again and again, looking into the tenderness of his life, into the sincerity and joy full of heart.

It is still warm.

How long does it take to like someone?

—I thought, all he needed was a look at me.

The author has something to say:

1. Adapted from "Lemon".

It's over.

There are many things I want to say, but there seems to be nothing to say.

This one has taken too long.

Start with a confession and end with a confession.It begins with an encounter and ends with an encounter.I think that's fine.

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-2019.03.03