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It's 10:16 p.m.

Oh no, it's 10:17, I flipped through extracurricular readings, glanced at the alarm clock by the bed, and sighed.It's all over, the damn Boss hasn't sent the math homework yet, doesn't it mean that there are only the last few questions, why haven't they done it yet?

I have class very early tomorrow, so I have to go to bed quickly.Hey, give him another 15 minutes.

I stood up, leaned against the back of the bed, and continued to watch "The Hound of the Baskervilles". The protagonist Sherlock Holmes and his assistant Watson are solving a horrible murder caused by vicious dogs.

~Do you ever think when you're allalone~All that we can be, where this thing can go~AmIcrazyorfallinginloveIsitrealorjustanothercrush~

The black mobile phone next to the alarm clock rang suddenly, and I subconsciously thought it was the guy from Boss, who either said 'the homework has been sent' or said 'it's not done yet, give me some time'.

But it turns out, I was wrong.When I saw 'Den' on the screen, a name that hadn't been seen in a long time.

~DoyoucatchabreathwhenIlookatyou~areyouholdingbacklikethewayyoudoCauseI'mtryingandtryingtowalkaway~ButIknowthiscrushain'tgoin'away~

I let my phone ring until the end of the song, and I didn't think about whether I should answer it or not.Because Den is my ex-boyfriend even though I'm currently in a relationship with a new girlfriend.

You heard me right, Den is a boy (I'm a boy too), he's pretty handsome, and he's in good shape, and he's on our school's swimming team.His academic performance is also very high in the grade.We dated for seven months, and he used to be a good person, taking care of me in every possible way, taking me to play here and there, every time I asked him to pick me up, he was always hardworking and diligent, besides, we were not in the same school.But that was all 'once'. If Den could be consistent with me, we wouldn't have broken up, and we would have broken up so heartbreakingly.

Hey, forget it, the past is too bad to look back on.I'd better think about it now, why is he calling here?We haven't been in touch with each other for almost a year.

"Hey, hello, what's the matter?" Die!I actually took it!These stinky hands are always so disobedient!

"Good evening, Book, how are you doing?"... When I really heard this familiar voice, it was really irritating.

"It's okay, I'm living a good life." I want to say that since I lost you, my life has become more than a little bit or two, and it has soared in a straight line.

"So... what are you doing now? Well, I guess... you must be reading, right?" Den talked to himself on the other end of the phone.

"Well, read a book."

"Oh, haha, you are still the same as before. When you have free time, you like to read books and news, and listen to old songs. I'm not wrong, I remember everything clearly." He said The hearty laughter that always moved me before, but now it sounds so harsh.

I took a deep breath and said, "What are you calling for?"

I don't know if it was because the topic was cut off too quickly, or my impatient tone was too obvious, Den hesitated a little, and fell silent for a moment, the depressive atmosphere was really a bit embarrassing.

"Book..."

"what…………"

"If...we get back together, can you still accept it? Since I broke up with you, I have also dated some people, and then I found out that they are not one ten thousandth of yours. No one will love me as much as you. "

"........."

"I'm sorry for you. I was not good enough to you. I abandoned you. It's all my fault. I beg you to forgive me and accept me again. I promise I won't do it this time, and I will try my best to take care of you Love you, please give me another chance, okay?"

"..." I didn't speak, it was so quiet that only the sound of our breathing was left.

Back then, Den's first words broke my heart. He said it so clearly that he pushed me into unbearable grief.Now Den may indeed be a bit remorseful, I rarely see him sad, it makes my heart beat wildly, after all, it has never happened before.

But even if you give me another choice, I will never go back.

No, there is no choice at all.This person who once made me want to die and almost went crazy is not qualified for me to make a choice at all.You know how I got through the months when we broke up.I waited for him to change his mind all the time. I cried and made trouble for him. That was the last chance I gave him.

"Back then I came to beg you, crying, but where were you? When I was in tears and begged you to make up with me, how did you answer me? Have you forgotten? Now, you Ask me again if I can accept you, listen carefully, I refuse. Without you, I can live better." This time I finally took the initiative, even if he couldn't see my expression at the moment, I would Show him a smile with the corners of your mouth raised.Groove, I'm so handsome, I've never been so domineering.

"Book." Den sighed in frustration, and continued in a trembling tone, "I... I was wrong, I was really wrong, but please don't always think about my asshole side, there is still a lot of good things between us Memory, don't you remember? Or, how about it, you come out to meet me, and it will be much better when you meet. "

"No, Den, I'm dying, I don't know what else to tell you."

"Book! Then let's have dinner together tomorrow, okay?" Can you be a little bit better, I'm going to start pitying you.

"No, I hung up. If you call again, I will block you. You know, I never joke."

"Book, wait..."

I've hung up the phone, and I have nothing but empathy for Den now, the love I felt for him is gone.I don't have the slightest reason to put myself in that situation again, the kind of trampled and unappreciated situation.

And now I have a girlfriend named Fha and we have been dating for 6 months.We fight over little things too, but overall we get along, right?At least in my understanding.

I glanced at the phone again, he really didn't call back, maybe he was frightened by my threats.

Call, put down the boulder.I'd better keep watching my Sherlock Holmes.

~Do you ever think when you're allalone~All that we can be, where this thing can go~AmIcrazyorfallinginloveIsitrealorjustanothercrush~

Shit, before I could put my phone back, D□□idArchulata's Crush suddenly started playing (I love this song, but if it doesn't stop now, I'm going to delete it) .I looked down at the screen in prayer, hoping it wasn't Den.Even if the boss calls me and tells me he can't finish his homework, I'm willing to help him with it!

Eh?It's really not Den!

But is it 'Frame'?

strangeness…

Although we are classmates, we are not very familiar with each other.He is the kind of student who sits in the last row. He is lazy in his studies and laughs and laughs in class.But sometimes I sneak a few glances at him, because he is tall and handsome, which is really enviable.His life is free, without any constraints.Unlike his name, although he is called Frame, there are no rules and regulations that can restrict him.If it was Frame, even if he failed the exam, no one would say anything about him, and he himself was very proud to show off his score there.Sneaking out to play in the middle of the night, no one will care, you can do whatever you want, in short, just do whatever you want, and don't play cards according to the routine.Follow me completely both modes.It seems that his life has no purpose. The only thing similar to mine is that we don't seem to have much trouble.I am the kind of person who has a clear direction and works hard for the goal, but there are no rose petals floating on the way forward.

It's already ten o'clock in the evening, why is this guy calling me?Our friendship is not very good, even this number was exchanged between freshmen in high school, but we haven't called once after that.

Hey, don't think about it too much, maybe he just called me to ask me a question, or asked me to tell the teacher tomorrow that he won't go to class, or something like that.

I still decided to answer the call, after all, seeing the name Frame relieved me a lot.

"What's the matter, Frame?" I said cheerfully into the phone.

"Hey, Book!" Frame was probably too excited, and I frowned suddenly.The voice on the other end of the phone was very loud, there were the sounds of friends joking around, and fast-paced rock music. It seemed that he was in a bar.There's nothing weird about it, nothing weird about a guy like Frame.

"Are you okay?" I had no choice but to increase the volume, for fear that he would not be able to hear.

"Hey!"

"What?" Don't scare me, tell me what's wrong! ?

"Book, I have been secretly in love with you for a long time, did you hear that? I love you!"

He yelled and my jaw almost dropped... huh?

I love you…

What the hell are you doing! ! ! ? ? ?

—Make It Right: Frame Book Love Story