Zongman: Complete Guide to Characters

The woods were shrouded in darkness at night. In this deep forest, the moonlight shone through the gaps between the dense leaves, and only a few invisible spots of light were sprinkled on the moist soil.

Only at night can you hear a cool breeze blowing through the grass, causing a rustling sound.

The tall figure of the young man opposite stood in the woods, as if blending into the dim night forest. His bright hair color was eye-catching, but it was the only respite in the oppressive environment, yet it was also deadly and fiery.

“…I don’t want to.”

Yeyue lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth that were often raised were rarely straightened, and her clear eyes stared at the dark ground.

The darkness on the ground seems to be able to devour people's hearts.

"I don't want this to end hastily."

"I don't know what kind of person I am in Tsukishima-kun's eyes, but even I am taking this relationship very seriously. It's not a game, nor is it a playful attitude."

The ever-bright and gentle voice seemed to have fallen from the vibrant summer into the withered autumn, like a fallen leaf drifting into a pile of dry grass, feeling lost.

The girl raised her delicate face, a look of worry lingering between her brows for a long time, and her jewel-like red eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

"Since we're dating, I still want to try to get as far as possible with Tsukishima-kun."

"..."

Tsukishima Hotaru clenched her fists.

He pursed his lips tightly, raised his chin, the awkwardness on his face became more intense, and his eyes behind the black-framed glasses flickered constantly.

A hand seemed to be tentatively groping for the position of his heart, teasing it again and again.

In this situation, doesn't it seem like he is the one who is wrong?

What do you mean by wanting to go further? Getting married? Hey, wake up!

He clenched his fists even harder, his trimmed, rounded nails digging into the flesh.

Yeyue looked at him seriously.

Why did she end it so hastily? The agreed time hadn't even arrived yet, hadn't it? Although she didn't want to force it if the other party insisted, she still wanted to fight for it.

"Tsukishima-kun knows that I am a person who is easily misunderstood by others, but I am not very sensitive to such things. So, even if it makes you very reluctant, please open your heart to me a little bit, just a little bit."

"..."

"Tsukishima-kun?"

"……friend."

"what?"

Yeyue was stunned.

The other party's voice was too soft and she didn't hear it clearly.

"Don't make me say it again, idiot."

Tsukishima Hotaru lowered her head and used one hand to lift up her wide sleeves to cover her red ears and fair and handsome face.

He finally gave in.

"Who is that, friend?"

The tall figure had a hunched back, his hands clenched at his sides, and the muscles on his slender arms were clearly defined.

Friends? What friends?

She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stroked the folding fan that she had placed solemnly.

Is it this one?

“It’s for a friend.”

He spoke softly, "This friend is a female friend, just like Tsukishima-kun and Yamaguchi-kun, with whom I have a very good and pure relationship. I want to cherish this friend. This is the family I chose for myself."

Shenna has always treated herself well.

Many times she would go home late, even she herself couldn't tell the time, even though she had clearly told the person not to pick her up. When she came out at 7 or 8 o'clock, she would find Kana waiting at the school gate, and when she went back at 9 or 10 o'clock, she would also be waiting at the school gate.

No matter how long I have waited, the first words to greet myself are never complaints but “Are you tired?”

The other person's kindness has completely overflowed, just as the other person once said, "It would be nice if we could get along like a family," and the other person did so.

"The moment I saw this fan, I thought of her, so I wanted to buy it for her. I'm sorry for not explaining it in advance and causing misunderstanding to Tsukishima-kun."

"..."

"But, normally, I'm also careful about my behavior. Now that I have Tsukishima-kun as my boyfriend, I won't give gifts to other boys, okay? Can you try to trust me a little more?"

"..."

Tsukishima Hotaru pursed his lips and looked at the dots of light in the distance. It seemed that the heat burned his heart and spread to his face. His fair cheeks began to heat up. He clenched his fist and covered his lips with one hand, "And..."

"what else?"

Yeyue asked.

"Also, don't be so polite when you speak."

Tsukishima Hotaru seemed to be very unfamiliar with what was happening at the moment, and her words escaped her lips one by one.

Polite? Am I very polite? I don’t think so.

Yeyue nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I understand."

I looked up at him quietly and was surprised to find that the boy opposite me was blushing badly, and the red dots were particularly obvious against his fair skin.

The boy seemed to notice it and turned his body awkwardly, trying to block her too obvious sight as much as possible.

Yeyue was silent for a while, letting the boy calm down before asking tentatively.

"Fireworks festival, are you still going?"

"...go."

"it is good."

She curled her lips, her delicate eyebrows curved, and a clear smile bloomed on her face.

The two continued forward and found an open space with a steep slope that was a bit too steep, making it unsuitable for sitting and watching the fireworks. It was also a bit far from the temple fair, so there were not many people here.

Sit down in silence.

Tsukishima Hotaru stroked her fingers which had thin calluses on them. In her peripheral vision, the girl was bathed in moonlight, her delicate face soft and blurry, as fragile as bubbles.

The boy raised his slender index finger, took off his black-framed glasses, and stared at the girl beside him.

"Let's begin, Tsukishima-kun."

Yeyue hugged her legs wrapped in the hem of her yukata and moved her eyes upwards.

In the deep blue night, colorful fireworks cut through the darkness like lightning, breaking the tranquility around.

In an instant, accompanied by a rumbling sound, the fireworks burst into balls of flames, shining brightly, and colorful bouquets filled the entire sky. The originally silent night sky suddenly became lively.

Flakes of golden rain fell, causing the children to cheer.

The golden light was like falling rain, but Yeyue did not see it.

What she saw was the boy's closed eyes, trembling eyelashes, and his ready to die. His thin lips pressed against hers were warm and moist.

The young man's scent filled my nose, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost non-existent.

I didn't dare breathe freely, for fear of alarming the other person.

A brief taste of a kiss that never stops.

Before I could react, it was over.

When the boy opened his eyes, he was met with misty red pupils. The girl was staring at him straight. His originally calm and soft mood suddenly boiled over and clamored.

"Tsk—idiot."

The boy turned away, hiding his blushing face.

"Ha-hu-"

"do what!"

Tsukishima Hotaru turned around suddenly, stimulated.

Why are you breathing so loudly all of a sudden? Are you mocking yourself?

Yeyue's face turned red, and she gasped for breath, "No, I just couldn't hold my breath anymore."

"Idiot! No one said you can't breathe while kissing!"

Tsukishima Hotaru looked at the blushing girl in disbelief.

How could anyone not know this common sense stuff?

"But, Tsukishima-kun, you clearly aren't breathing either..."

Yeyue looked at the handsome face so close to her in confusion.

"Shut up, you idiot!"

"I……"

"Shut up! That's lame!"

"..."

The boy didn't know whether he was talking about himself or her, and his face turned red.

The two looked at each other, and the blond boy was the first to look away and put on his black-framed glasses again.