Zongman: Complete Guide to Characters

You are not allowed to run in the corridor. Fortunately, it is already the end of school and there is no one in the corridor, and no one is in charge.

As the distance between the two people shortened, Gong You became more anxious and quickened his pace as if in a huff.

"Yoo-kun!" "Yoo-kun!" "Yoo-kun!"

"Stop making so much noise! ​​Don't follow me! What are you doing?" Gong You turned around and scolded loudly like a defeated child.

The young man frowned tightly, his usually frivolous fox eyes were watery, and he pouted his lips in annoyance.

"I'm sorry, I caught up with you even though I knew you didn't want to pay attention to me, but I do have something I want to give you."

Yeyue looked at him apologetically.

He pouted, his eyes burning, staring at himself with dissatisfaction. The sunset glowed on the handsome face of the young man, and the shadow it cast had an inexplicable aura. If he was a little timid, he would probably scare him away.

"Here," Yeyue took out a few notebooks of knowledge points from her bag, "it would be great if this could be of some help."

"I do not want."

The boy turned his face away and spoke in a low voice.

"Please accept it."

"No."

It was still a low-decibel sound and Yeyue still couldn’t hear it clearly.

Although I know that the other party will most likely refuse, I would still feel unhappy if I didn't give it to them after working so hard and staying up late to organize it for such a long time.

"Um, You-kun, I..."

"I already said no! You pighead!"

The boy's temper suddenly flared up and he held out his hand.

Snapped--

The blow hit the back of the girl's hand, and her fair skin instantly turned red.

Rustle—several notebooks scattered on the ground, covering a small area in front of him.

Yeyue was stunned for a while.

The boy seemed to be stunned in place, his fists clenched unconsciously, and he watched the girl's subsequent reaction in fear.

Her red eyes swept across his flustered face, then turned to the scattered notebooks on the ground.

“…I always feel a little sorry.”

The setting sun illuminated half of her face, casting a red halo on her black hair. Ye Yue lowered her eyes and looked at the red back of her hand. It didn't hurt at all. "I've hurt you by making you so reluctant."

Although Gong You is sometimes willful and likes to play tricks, he is not someone who would bully or hit girls.

Although I don't really understand, his outburst this time was probably because I pushed him too hard. You can't be impatient when it comes to emotional matters.

The girl squatted down and picked up the books spread out on the ground. "I'm really sorry for forcing you like this."

Gong You pursed his lips tightly, his body trembling a little, and what he wanted to say was stuck deep in his chest.

"Well, good luck on the exam. If you need any help, please feel free to come to me. It's not a problem to have Zhijun pass the message to me. Also, please don't mind what happened today."

Yeyue's expression was no different from usual. She smiled, and her red eyes radiated a breathtaking brilliance in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In fact, Yeyue didn’t really care.

"Then I'll go first..."

——"I hate you the most!"

"Eh?"

She was stunned, and stopped walking away.

What happened suddenly? Has it come to the point where I hate myself? So suddenly?

"You're getting mad at me at a time like this! It's only right to scold me and beat me up! The manager is a stupid pighead!"

The young man lowered his head, tears flowing out unconsciously, his voice was a little hoarse and sobbing, his clenched fists and slender body were trembling in grievance.

……Feel sorry?

The two words turned around in Yeyue's mouth, but she still didn't say them out loud. She felt that if she said them out loud, it would arouse more grievances in the young man.

But why does Gong You feel wronged? It's such a complicated emotion, I don't really understand it.

Yeyue was thinking.

The young man's breath enveloped me, and I fell into his warm and broad embrace. The young man's breath greedily eroded and invaded me, imprisoning my hands tightly.

"I hate you the most! But I like you so much... um——"

Hot tears flowed out uncontrollably, his handsome facial features were tangled together, his whole body was burning with anxiety, his head was dizzy, and he didn't know what he was saying, "I hate you so much, pighead!"

Pighead? This is usually used to insult Gong Zhi.

The girl didn't know what to say, so she could only hug the boy's thin waist and pat his back gently in response to his heavy breathing.

The boy calmed down for a long time.

"I'm sorry for hitting you. I didn't mean to. I didn't mean it. Really. I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Yeyue told the truth.

"I've already told you that you should at least scold me now!"

The young man's unruly Kanto accent has a strong presence in the empty space. The ups and downs of the tone with tremolo dance on the heartstrings.

"Ha—then let's do this." Yeyue pushed away the boy who was hugging her tightly.

The boy was a little dissatisfied when the girl pushed him away, but he didn't dare to resist. He had to slowly relax his tight grip on her, pouting his lips and looking at her with red fox eyes.

"I also said something excessive last time, so this time we are even. So - please, Yu-kun, don't hide from me anymore."

Holding the boy's face, the tears on his cheeks wet her hands.

The boy lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering the sparkling light in his brown eyes, and his voice was a little trembling and hoarse.

"Then - if you hug me again, that means you agree to reconcile."

[Gong You's favorability: 95%]