What a sad story...

I watched the seniors show their different sides in front of me, playing around and having fun, and suddenly felt that they were just ordinary middle school students.

Although there is a senior in my heart who is not ordinary no matter what, he wants to date me→_→

But it's useless, I'm so messed up now that I can't even sort out my thoughts.

Really, like a dream.

Wait...why am I still squatting on the ground?

Seeing the senior stretch out his hand to me, I seriously pondered on this meaningless question, and then subconsciously held the senior's hand and stood up. The only feeling I felt was that my legs were numb...

I didn't even realize what I did, my IQ must have been eaten by the game.

It wasn't until I stood up and saw everyone staring at me and the senior in silence that I felt my face burn up all of a sudden.

I would actually be ashamed to save my life, why did my girlish heart pop up at this time... I complained to myself viciously in my heart, then cleared my throat and was about to say something, but the senior let go of his hand at this moment: "No need Reluctantly, Asahina, but please think carefully."

Wait, senior, did you misunderstand something? I didn't force it, I didn't!I'm about to agree, okay? When you say this, it seems that I'm not reserved!

I swallowed the words stuck in my throat, feeling the warmth of the palm of my hand, even my heart felt a little empty, extremely lost.

Then I heard Tezuka-senpai standing there, looking around with his arms folded, and said seriously: "During training in the afternoon, all of you will run around the playground ten laps." Listening to the wailing of other seniors, I became inexplicably happy→_→

I must have broken somewhere.

I never thought I could see this scene, even though I never thought or expected to be able to blend in with them, when I saw it, to be honest, I was a little envious, right?

The time when I can fight and fight with everyone unscrupulously like this is so far away for me.

I haven't had such a thing as a friend in years.

Only what has been domesticated can be understood.Man, said the fox, will no longer have time to learn anything.They always go to the merchants to buy ready-made things.Since there is no store in the world for buying friends, man has no friends.

I have been trudging alone in the dark for so long, I thought it would be okay for me to continue like this, but now, I suddenly envy them so much.

I thought about it, and felt that I should really thank Tezuka-senpai. I was saved by him because of some things, and now because of him, I am brave to a level that I never dared to imagine before.

Expecting others will only hurt you.After all, such thoughts were slowly worn away in such a time.

It's great to be in love with someone like that.

I thought about it for a long time afterwards, why I was hesitant and hypocritical to agree to Tezuka-senpai's request for a relationship, and then I finally understood.

Because I was too humble at that time, I felt unworthy.

I don't deserve to be liked by such a radiant person, and I don't deserve to be treated so tenderly.

You fall in love with such a person, he is so outstanding, high above you, you are proud of him, but you are also deterred by him in the end, you can't help but look down at yourself and measure the distance between the two.

I never thought that that person, the person I have liked for so long, would also bow his head, see everything I did, and stop for me.

There is a long-awaited school trip in October. To be honest, although it is really exciting, I actually have a problem that I can't get rid of.

I am car sick. (ノへ ̄,)

Yes, not only can I not grasp the front of the bicycle badly, but I also get dizzy on the bus...

So can you blame me?Can you blame me for loving playing games at home!

I thought of the dark history of vomiting three times in a two-hour car ride, even vomiting stomach acid, and felt that the future was bleak.

This time I heard that I was going to Kyoto, and everyone was looking forward to it. However, the second year of junior high school students went to Hakone, which was not the same way as us. I was a little lucky when I heard the news. The mentality of escapism still exists, and for some mysterious reason, Tezuka-senpai and I haven't exchanged email addresses so far, so I really didn't find a chance to meet with the senior in the past few days.

I also didn't find a chance to tell him that I had thought about it and I was very happy. In fact, I have liked seniors for a long time.

I'm writing and playing games.

After the manuscript was handed in, it was criticized as incomplete, and then I revised it beyond recognition. In fact, from the first draft to the final draft, I have undergone many revisions and efforts.

As for the number of fish caught after hard work... Cough, that's another matter, right?

I opened the last file and watched the senior say the line "Since you are here, Asahina, do you want to dance?", and then steadily followed the heroine's line: "But... But, I can't dance. "

Although even I have learned this dance in the previous episodes, no matter how many episodes there are, the heroine still can't dance.

#No wonder destined friendship ending can never play HE 【Not】#

I watched Tezuka-senpai be silent for a long time, and still stretched out his hand to me stubbornly: "Let me teach you." Then I replied according to the heroine's lines: "Then trouble Senpai." I ignored Ogino Ryo and Takase Yuki who also watched How disappointed it sounds, as expected of an Otome Marysu game, everyone loves the heroine, even if they don't follow their route.

If it wasn't for this kind of hologram, I would really like to take a look at their route, after all, Lihui's work is very delicate.

I heard that there is a blackening route... holograms always have a feeling of being harmonious →_→ Why do all games these days have one or two blackening routes, don’t you know that we want to build a harmonious society!

Even though the exam was due after the school trip, even though I didn't review anything, I still had a kind of enigmatic calmness.

I was sitting on the bus, staring out the window in a daze, because reading books would make me more dizzy, so although I carried Kawabata Yasunari's "Ancient Capital" and Mishima Yukio's "Golden Pavilion Temple" in my schoolbag, but I dare not take it out at all.

"Want to listen to music?" The class monitor sitting next to me suddenly asked me, and then put an earphone into my ear without asking me any opinion, and what was playing in it was "Deep River" by Utada Hikaru. Look at me and taunt me very seriously: "You look like you want to jump out of the car."

"No." I answered her sincerely with a deadpan face, "I'm just motion sick and want to vomit."

"Don't spit on me." She immediately showed a disgusted expression. Our class leader Shen Yuanen is a short-haired girl, handsome and invincible. To be honest, half of the girls in our class regard her as a boyfriend standard→_→Although she showed She had a very disgusted expression, but she still hugged me into her arms and pressed my head on her shoulder, patted my back lightly, then took out two vomiting bags from the bag and stuffed them into her In my hand, my boyfriend is full of strength.The music flowing in the earphones has been replaced by Miho Fukuhara's "You し い Chi". Kamihara En also has a pair of gentle red pupils, which are as bright and round as polished pigeon blood, full of burning blood, and the brilliance is natural. hold back.

At this time, I really want to tell her: "Squad leader."

"Ok?"

"I have prepared a vomiting bag, and if you shoot me again, I will really vomit..."

Her hand, which was still patting my back, stopped immediately.

But, I think the song I'm listening to now really fits my heart.

thanks, thanks.

Thank you so much for your tenderness.

"Then sleep for a while." She suggested, "I will call you when we arrive."

"Yeah." I nodded. In fact, I thought so too. If I fell asleep, the feeling of vomiting would be reduced a lot. Then I thanked him sincerely, "Thank you, monitor."

Then this handsome girl reached out and ruffled my hair, and waved her hand boldly: "Thank you, just call me Shen Yuan."

What I got in exchange was a wail: "Squad leader, my hairstyle!"

Then Kanbara En laughed and squeezed my face even harder.

In the very unstable car, I actually fell asleep, and then had a very weird dream.

In the dream, I was still playing the game. I used my shell to talk to the senior in the dream. In fact, I was approaching him again and again in many previous reincarnations.And the heroine looked at me and then at the seniors, feeling like an annual drama.

And the last picture I saw was the senior standing in the sun, wearing a white shirt, showing his beautiful collarbone, and stretching out his hand to me.

After being woken up by the class monitor, the question that has been on my mind is.

The eyes of the senior who looked at me at that time, were they purple or black?

The sun was so bright, or maybe I was fascinated by the beauty of the senior at that moment, but I couldn't tell the difference at that moment.

The author has something to say:

When I was writing Light Years before, I didn’t describe this study trip in detail, because at that time I didn’t focus on the friendship line, so the class leader Shen Yuanen and the head of the art department Qianye Mo didn’t mention it much. There should be more scenes.

And because I didn't get to know the minister during the summer vacation, there is no plan to give the minister a gift for ten years.

After all, if you don’t know me well, it might be awkward to give a gift in ten years, and I’m still relatively speechless and a little bit entangled, so I want to kill you [Hey]

In short, for a reason that even the author doesn't know, maybe it's some kind of mysterious self-esteem, I began to try to delay the ten-year promise, for this reason, I even planned to add the attribute of 100% confession interruption to them [no]—— —2016.03.13

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