[Tutor] Kongyu name

.When I got home, Tou was watching TV in the living room and didn't express any opinion on my late return.

I looked at his lazy appearance as usual, but I was extremely nervous, for fear that he would suddenly ask questions that I didn't want to answer.

But what should come will always come, and blindly waiting is not an option.I sat in the hallway nervously and changed my shoes. After thinking for a long time, I finally said, "Today... when I was going out, I met a reporter who said he wanted to interview you..."

"Ah?" The young man was startled, and sighed with some annoyance, "It's really here..." Immediately, I heard the sound of him sitting up from the sofa, and after a while, I saw the person who appeared in front of me. Legs, "That guy didn't ask you anything, did he?"

"Not really." I shook my head and looked up at him, "But can I ask a question?"

He squatted down in front of me, and suddenly laughed, "I know what you're going to ask." He had a smile on his face as if he had succeeded in a prank, and he didn't forget to raise his hand and tap me on the head. For a moment, "You mean the photo on the poster, right? No way, it's all propaganda. The editor insisted on doing this, and I tried to refuse it, but it still failed."

I stared at him intently, my heart gradually calmed down.He also looked down at me, and there was indeed a smile in his amber eyes: "If you insist on caring, I can't help it."

I was taken aback, and then I slapped his hand away: "Huh, who cares about that kind of thing, stop being so self-righteous!" I ran into the kitchen and got myself a glass of water, "But Tou is really going to become a big celebrity, Even a reporter came here, shouldn't my childhood sweetheart also be careful not to say anything that shouldn't be said?"

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and lazily sat back on the sofa: "Whatever you want, I don't care."

What I was most afraid of didn't happen, but I didn't sleep well all night. Although I was very tired and almost fell asleep several times, fragments of the past kept reappearing in front of my eyes, holding me like a nightmare.

In the drowsy dream, a girl's voice echoed in my ears: "You won't abandon me, right?"

The immature child's voice was innocent and calm, followed by a boy's voice, as if making an oath: "Of course, a gentleman's words are hard to follow."

"Then... we have an appointment, we must always be together."

"Well, we've made an appointment."

Early the next morning, I came to the downtown area alone, and purposely found a large-scale comprehensive bookstore.

Tou's personal photography collection is on sale today, and the promotional posters are hung at the entrance of the bookstore. At this time, many people are already queuing up to wait for the sale.

I wrapped my head tightly with a hat and scarf, and watched the grand occasion from a distance, feeling very happy for my childhood sweetheart.

He has worked hard for so long, but it is not in vain. He has all the fame, wealth and honor, and he is already a celebrity in this capital.He will become more and more successful, and in the future he will definitely meet even better women who are worthy of him.

After the first release, I walked into the bookstore and found Tou's photobook.The new books are placed on the display shelf at the entrance, and there are still a lot of them.

I picked up the top one, opened it and read it page by page.

Although the poster says it is a "love letter from a photographer", unexpectedly there is no relevant text in the photography collection. It is only divided into two parts: commercial solicitations and personal works, and then subdivide specific categories in these two parts.

My photo was placed in a personal portfolio, using an entire category, but the title was blank, not even a caption.But even I can see that each of these photos is not taken randomly.

The first few photos are probably a few years old, and I am much more immature than now, some are profile faces, some are back views, and then I have grown up gradually, some of which I have seen before, but most of them are photos I have never seen .It's just that these angles, no matter how I think about it, were secretly photographed while I was not paying attention, without any artificial traces.

I dare not think about how he has looked at me all these years.But this kind of transparency can easily say "this is all a marketing tactic, don't believe the nonsense written by the editor".

It turns out that the human heart can also lie.

I stood there with the book in my hand, and my vision gradually became blurred.I didn't know that I would have such a sad time.

Why cry?

I do not know.

However, the tears could not stop.

Goal 37 New Year's Eve

This is probably the worst Christmas I've had so far, but no matter how much it bothers me, there's no way to talk to someone else.I understand that many times, like now, no one can help me except to make up my mind.

But what can I do now, even if I have made the awakening?

Tou has already told me not to care, so I just need to continue pretending not to know as before?But wouldn't doing so give him unnecessary hope?

One cannot be indecisive on this matter, if there is really a day to tell those words in full, now must be the best time.

On New Year's Day, we still went to the shrine to pray for blessings as in previous years.The morning air was freezing cold, and the hot air from the mouth was immediately frozen into white mist as soon as it reached the body.Even so, there was a waiting line in front of the shrine near the orphanage early in the morning.

I wrapped my face tightly with a scarf, and slowly followed behind the blessing crowd.The younger children had already followed the nun mother to the front, and other people were also chattering around, pestering Bailan who just came to Kyoto late last night to ask for New Year gifts, Xiaoyou looked at the little guy with a face full of resentment They shouted: "You have a lower limit!"

...Where did you learn the word lower limit? !

"Why do you look like you haven't woken up?"

The sudden voice from next to my ear made me smart, and immediately frightened me back from the spitting that was almost on the verge of my mouth. "Ah? Is there?" I inexplicably turned my head to look at the side. The brown-haired boy put his hands in his pockets and looked ahead casually. The noisy and lively crowd was reflected in his amber eyes.

I unconsciously followed his gaze, but suddenly felt a little lonely: "Maybe it's because I was too preoccupied with thinking about New Year's wishes..."

He laughed out loud, with the usual teasing in his voice: "Oh? Ozu still has a wish that must be considered so seriously? Do you need me to refer to it for you?"

"Well, there really is one..."

As soon as the words came out, the boy standing beside him felt stiff.He seemed very surprised, and suddenly turned his eyes to me, as if he wanted to say something, but he never spoke.

I was a little uncomfortable being stared at by his scorching eyes, and my heart beat faster and faster because of the tension, but the words I had hidden for so long jumped out as if uncontrollably.

"I seem to... fall in love with someone else..."

"Wow—"

The trees suddenly swayed in the wind, making a loud rustling sound, and the long hair scattered behind was blown to the eyes by the strong wind, covering the crowd immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year, as if covering the sound coming into the ears .

At this moment, I couldn't hear anything, I could only feel my slow breathing expanding in the silence, gradually enveloping the whole world.

It is not difficult to admit your own intentions, but waiting for the verdict is more tormented than imagined.

After an unknown amount of time, the silence was finally interrupted by a male voice: "Hey, is it... Isn't that a good thing?"

The lost voice suddenly returned to my ears, I buried my face in the scarf, took the opportunity to close my eyes, and tried to keep my voice as steady as possible: "What's the matter with your beating tone?"

Tou paused for a while, then smiled softly: "I was still worried about what to do if you couldn't get married, but I was also very distressed if I took over."

As if to increase credibility, he did not forget to spread his hands.I suddenly raised my head and gave him a hard look: "How much do you look down on me!"

The boy raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if relieved: "It's not normal to think that high school life is almost over but you haven't had someone you like, right?" .This action just covered his face, so I didn't see his expression, but I could only sense the disapproval in his voice, "So the New Year's wish is to be with the other party?"

"Aren't you going to ask who that person is?" I slapped his hand away and quietly observed the changes on his face, but no matter how I looked at it, the boy's face full of smiles was the same as usual—could it be? I'm too nervous?In fact, he really didn't care anymore?

Thinking about it this way, I relaxed a lot, so I boldly said, "I haven't considered the issue of being together or not, because he probably just regards me as a younger sister or a junior, and I I have no idea of ​​the world he lives in, and there are still many things I don’t know about him, so I can’t say things like ‘Please stay with me’.”

"...You! Let me tell you what kind of brain circuit you are!" After hearing what I said, I immediately gritted my teeth angrily, poked my head with my finger and cursed, "When did Akutagawa Tsuna become so useless?" Already?" After a pause, he turned his face away, and his voice was extremely low, "Damn! That uncle!"

"Hey, hey!" I immediately slapped his hand away, retorting not to be outdone, "I just think it's not the time yet!"

"Go for it if you like it!"

"That depends on the situation! Don't you know that twisted melons are not sweet!"

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