[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

I followed to the tree where I met for the first time.

Although it is said that we want to talk, in fact we don't know what to talk about.

What can we talk about?

The topic is nothing more than my punishment and other unnutritious things.Just like what I said to the head teacher, he really didn't give me much choice, but the one who really made the decision to "conceal" it was actually me, and I must be the one who should be punished.

Besides, I am quite satisfied with this punishment.

"Did you read my message on LINE two days ago?" The boy suddenly turned his head and looked at me.

I froze for a moment, "Ah...Actually, my mobile phone is broken, and I haven't had time to buy a new one." I didn't read the implication.

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "That's good. You can just treat me as nonsense... After knowing that you have been punished, my mind is a little messed up, and I don't know how to speak... Anyway, it's not because you are angry that you ignore me."

So what did this person say to me on LINE?

I looked at his face in bewilderment.

Even if you have already known "this guy is a handsome guy", looking at his face at such a close distance still makes people feel a little uncomfortable.In fact, I don't pay much attention to the appearance of boys, but it is always more pleasing for a boyfriend to have a good skin than an ordinary appearance.

Hong put his hand on the shoulder strap of the schoolbag, the setting sun passed through the boy's hair and cast it in my line of sight, reflecting those strange-colored eyes with brilliance.

I subconsciously think of Davi's eyes.The black-haired young man's eyes are so similar to the left eye of the person in front of him that one has to wonder if there is any relationship between the two.

"I've never heard you talk about your family." I lowered my head and kicked away the pebbles on the road. "Do you have any brothers?"

The boy seemed to be silent for a few seconds, "...I have two older brothers, but the eldest brother is no longer here."

I said "oh".

It's really not a pleasant topic.Whatever my reasons, it would be rude to talk about the dead.Just like I don't want to be mentioned about my biological parents, I don't think Hong should be very happy when I ask about his elder brother-even if I have reason to suspect that there is a problem with his elder brother's identity.

When I racked my brains to think about what other topics could make the atmosphere less awkward, the boy suddenly lowered his voice and apologized to me: "I'm sorry."

I know why he is apologizing, but I don't need such an apology from him.

"Don't act like you've done something that I'm sorry for," I kicked another pebble.The small dark gray particles rolled to the edge of the flower bed, hit an obstacle, bounced back twice, and then slowly stopped in an awkward and unsightly position, "You are indeed at fault, but you shouldn't Apologize to me."

If there is anything I am dissatisfied with about Hong, it is that since I have an impression of him, he seems to have been in a cycle of "apologizing to me, being rejected by me, and then apologizing to me".

It's obviously not a very important thing, but he always expresses his apology very seriously, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

I don't like people apologizing to me for something insignificant, because I always feel that those who apologize to me will cry and say "I was wrong please forgive me" in the next second, and then run out of my sight .

Just like Zhi Ye back then.

Even if I know that the fault of that incident is not entirely my fault, I have no way to deny that I am the real murderer who killed the little boy.

"……Feel sorry."

The boy apologized to me again.

I suddenly feel a little tired.

The joy and bewilderment of being confessed at the beginning have gradually faded over time, and the rest is repeated thinking.I have to admit that Hon and I are actually not suitable, whether it is the cognition of the existence of "heroes" or our views on other things, the difference between us is a bit big.

But I still have some luck in my heart.

No one is born with the same three views. If people who do not agree with each other want to get along, they must learn to cater to each other as much as possible and try their best to change themselves, which is the so-called "run-in".

But what can be run in is often some issues that do not involve principles.

Can people like me and Hong, who disagree in principle, be able to get along?

I don't know, I dare not even think about it.

"I'll go back first if I have nothing else to do," I sighed, and put my schoolbag back on my shoulders. "The Hero Department should have other arrangements recently. You should also rest early, so you don't get tired."

This is probably nonsense, if Hong really wants to train himself, these two light words from me will be completely useless.

After all, Hong and I are relatively independent people in terms of ideology and spirit. Such independence is quite fatal in a relationship. We don’t need each other to do things for us, so we don’t know what we should do for each other. .

I won't change because of Boom, and Boom won't change because of me.

But what I like is this boom.

If he changed to cater to me, Hong Jiaodong would probably become something I don't like.

After saying goodbye to my boyfriend, I took Xinsao to the shopping street. I wanted to buy a new mobile phone released this month, but when I turned around, I saw the same old model of the mobile phone that Hong was using in the window.After struggling for a few minutes, I still bought the old model.

It can be regarded as a little selfishness of mine, even if no one notices, I still hope that my mobile phone is the same as that of Hong.

It's pretty ridiculous when you think about it.Even though they are already boyfriend and girlfriend, when they want to do something with each other, they are still timid. I don’t even dare to tell him in person that I want to use a couple’s mobile phone with you.

I'm afraid he'll think I'm overreaching.

After I got home, I took a picture of the packing box and planned to send it to Hong from LINE, telling him that I bought a new phone.

However, the moment I opened LINE, I was overwhelmed by overwhelming notifications of new news.

In addition to the harassing messages Xin Cao mentioned last night, there were piles of messages from the students of Class B in the private chat window.I glanced at it briefly, and the contents of those messages were almost all about my being sent back to the general department.

I feel like my head is getting bigger.

There are about [-] or [-] new messages in the top window, and I don't know what Hong said.I clicked and cleared other people's private chats one by one, and finally slowly opened the chat window marked with "Boom Jiaodong".

What caught my eye was a string of inexplicable emoticons.

Hong is not someone who likes to chat with emoticons, he looks very abnormal like this, and he doesn't know if he simply wants me to reply to him or something else.

I moved my finger and swiped the unread message to the earliest one.

The black font number five came into view clearly.

"I'm sorry, Niu Xu, let's break up."

The author has something to say:

Boss Hong regretted breaking up with him after he proposed to break up, and since the heroine didn't reply to him, he frantically swiped emojis to try to save the situation

Zhichangzi's classmate Hong Jiaodong didn't expect that there is a function called withdrawal (meditated)

The Kanno incident is just an introduction. The heroine and Mr. Hong have noticed the fact that the three views of each other are different, and they are also very clear that they will not change for each other.

Having said so much, I just want to express that...the story of Heshu in the forest is almost finished. Isn't it a routine operation to have some blades before the end?