Girlfriend addicted to unrequited love (gl)

We quarreled again.

How many times, to be honest, I can't count it.

Because of big and small things, how many quarrels, how many times reconciliation, repeated non-stop.

so tired.

I rubbed my temples, because after reading the test questions for four hours in a row, besides my spirit, my eyes seemed to have reached their limit, so sore that I had to struggle even to open them.

After deciding to take the referral test, in order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, I proposed to my parents the idea of ​​taking an intensive sprint class for cram school.

The cost of the intensive class is not cheap. When I informed my parents of my request, I was a little worried that they would object because of the tuition fee, but they readily agreed after a little thought.

"As long as you know exactly what you want, go for it."

Now that my parents have given me full support, I must not live up to their expectations. I think so, even if the intensive class will occupy all my time after school and on weekends, I also think it is a necessary sacrifice.

I know it's not just play time that's being sacrificed in this decision.

"Please, be considerate, considerate, considerate...you always ask me to be more considerate of you, what about me? I miss you so much, I haven't even seen you this whole week, I finally met, but you avoid Follow me, I know you are working hard now, but don't I feel bad?"

Su Xiangkai looked like he was about to cry. I could feel that all the students at the door of the class looked at us who were facing each other in the corridor with curious eyes.

I have no way to refute Su Xiangkai's words, including quitting the school's night self-study after joining the intensive class, and going to the office to ask the teacher questions after class. In fact, the main purpose of all of these, apart from reading, is to think avoid him.

Of course I know that Su Xiangkai is also working very hard. He chose to take the finger test with me in order to atone for his sins. He also worked hard to bear the misunderstanding of his parents and teachers, so that he can accompany me to the present.

I know, I clearly know, but why.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Every time I get along with him, I just feel tired?

Like a machine, I could only keep repeating my apologies.

Su Xiangkai also looked uncomfortable: "I was wrong too, let's stop apologizing to each other, okay? Let's work hard together from now on, from now on---"

from now on.This seems to have become his mantra. He always told me that the future will be fine.

However, no matter how hard I try to think about it, I can't imagine what the future will look like.

I can't remember how long ago the news was, but the happy appearance of the female singer holding her boyfriend's arm and announcing the marriage news in the news suddenly disappeared in my mind.

Will that be our future?Could that be our future?

I don't know.

Maybe it was because of my guilt towards Su Xiangkai, or maybe it was out of my heart to make up for him. After school that day, I skipped the intensive class for the first time, and hid in the club classroom with Su Xiangkai as before.

The community classroom is still the same as before, without any changes, even the table with the love umbrella is still in its original position.

In the square outside the classroom, there is no flag team practicing today, probably because the competition is over. I heard that they won the runner-up, which is the best result our school has ever won.

If Su Xiangkai hadn't given up the competition for me, he would be one of the honorable recipients on stage.

for me.

"---You look really tired. Compared with the last time I saw you, you are much haggard."

He spoke to me with a concerned tone.

"I think I'm okay. There's only one month left before the finger test, and I'll pass it with a little more support."

I responded to Su Xiangkai's concern with what I thought was a cheerful tone, but avoided his gaze.

Whenever I look at him, I always feel that his eyes seem to be condemning: Why, I gave up the game and applied for college for you, but you can't sacrifice a little time to accompany me for me?

"But you've lost so much weight, Manman, I'm serious, I think you're going to be swallowed up by the pressure."

"It's okay, I'm fine, I really—"

"but---"

"I said I was fine!"

Before I knew it, I had stood up and yelled this at him.

Su Xiangkai's face was full of horror, I don't blame him, after all, even I was frightened by myself, this is the first time in my life I yelled at other people in such a gaffe.

"I'm sorry, I, I'm sorry."

He must be injured, isn't this a matter of course?

what's wrong with me?Why did I become this virtuous?Become like I don't even know myself?

"There's no need to apologize. You're just under too much pressure. Didn't we agree at noon today not to apologize to each other? Let's go home first today..."

Su Xiangkai bent down to pick up the schoolbag that fell on the ground for me, but I noticed with sharp eyes that his eyes were also avoiding me.

The next day was Saturday, as usual, it was time to go to the intensive class.

At least that's what I thought.

I got up early in the morning, brushed my teeth, and groomed myself in the bathroom. In the mirror, my hair had obviously grown a long way past my shoulders, because I hadn’t taken care of it properly because I was in intensive classes all day recently.

Do you want to cut your hair short after the finger test is over?

I played with the ends of my hair. Speaking of which, the reason why I cut my hair short when I was in the first year of high school was because I heard that Su Xiangkai liked girls with short hair.

I always feel that it was a long time ago.

The voice of my mother calling came from downstairs, thinking that she might be urging me to go to the cram school as soon as possible, I hurried back to the room as fast as I could, and went downstairs with my schoolbag.

The scene in the living room was different from the morning I imagined. Not only my mother stayed in the living room, but everyone, including my father, eldest brother, and second brother, sat on the sofa and looked at me.

It was like a courtroom scene on TV, I watched them uneasily, as if I were the criminal on trial.

The family members exchanged glances with each other, and finally the eldest brother said straight to the point:

"We helped you cancel the intensive class."

"What do you mean? What do you mean by canceling the intensive class for me?"

I looked at my eldest brother in disbelief, why, when there is only one month left before the referral test, why suddenly---?

"It was a boy named Su Xiangkai. He called me last night and told me that your situation is really bad. Your whole body is about to collapse. Compared with your grades, we think your body is more important, so Now you just need to rest."

There was a buzzing dizziness in his head, and a name he shouldn't know came out of the elder brother's mouth, so what did he---?

"We know you're dating him."

"Did he tell you?"

"Ah."

That's right, that's right.

I think everything is so ridiculous.

Staggering out of the house, I picked up my phone.

Su Xiangkai appeared very quickly, as if he knew that I would definitely look for him, so he was waiting nearby.

"Because I'm worried about you, I'm really afraid that you'll be unable to hold on and collapse. The intensive class is too stressful for you, so I use this method to stop you, I'm sorry."

Before I could speak, Su Xiangkai began to explain on his own. His eyes were very sincere, and I knew he really cared about me.

But right now I'm just bored.

I didn't listen to what he said later, and I don't remember how I got back to the room.

Anyway, it doesn't matter anymore.

I closed my eyes before exhaustion completely engulfed me.

Chapter 60 Side Story: Morning Dew (End)

The hour hand crawled slowly, and finally reached nine o'clock.

Listening to Su Xiangkai's breathing, I looked around the old community classroom.

I never thought I would go back to this place after high school.

"How are those juniors doing?"

I turned around and asked Su Xiangkai.

Being invited to guide the movement and posture of the high school flag team is the reason why Su Xiangkai came back here. Before that, he came back alone. Only this time, I followed him and returned to my alma mater together.

The university is in Yilan, and the high school is in Taipei. To be honest, the distance is not too close to go back and forth like this every week, but Su Xiangkai did it without asking for anything in return.

This is his tenderness, and perhaps it was this aspect of him that I fell in love with at first.

"They are all working hard. There are a few who can't keep up with their movements. This time, they have all improved a lot."

"Well, that's good."

After this topic ended, we fell into silence again. How many times is this today?Since when did we spend more time in silence than talking?

After a while, Su Xiangkai still said, "Your phone has been changed, I just found out now."

I lowered my head and looked at the new mobile phone in my hand: "Well, the previous one was too old, so I replaced it with a new one."

"In this way, the mobile phone case I gave you before can no longer be used."

It's not an illusion. When Su Xiangkai said this, I saw deep loss in his eyes.

I don't blame him.

The old mobile phone has been with me for two years, and the mobile phone case he gave me has also been with me for two years. I still remember the feeling of joy when I received this gift from him.

I think the biggest reason why I followed Su Xiangkai back to this place this time is to get back that feeling.

It is precisely because I still remember the initial feeling that I feel even more afraid of the current fatigue.

I originally thought that after the index test was over and everything was back on track, we could go back to the past.

but.

"I didn't expect these tables to be replaced with new ones. It's not been long, but there is a feeling that people have changed."

I avoided the subject of the phone case and pointed to the table where we were sitting.The tables that were previously painted with Li Kebai and ballpoint pens all disappeared, and were replaced with brand new plastic tables and chairs.

What disappeared also included the table with the love umbrella painted on it.

"Well, it feels like time has passed. Speaking of which, Manman, your hair has also grown long---"

He reached out to touch the end of my hair, but I dodged subconsciously, just like his hand froze in mid-air because of his astonishment, the air between us froze instantly.

"It's already nine o'clock, we should go back, let's go."

In order to hide this embarrassment, I quickly got up and said to him.

Su Xiangkai didn't respond to me, I knew he was hurt, and this time, I don't blame him.

'Tat-tat-tat...'

The clock on the wall was still ticking like a turtle.

I looked back at the classroom full of memories, and left the classroom behind him.

On the way back, the wind on the slope was still strong, whistling and blowing past our ears, the street lights were still dim, and they still illuminated us, only the bicycles below us turned into motorcycles.

In the past, it took 10 minutes to ride a bicycle, but it took only 5 minutes to get there by motorcycle.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow, good night."

"See you."

I stood in front of the house and said goodbye to Su Xiangkai. He smiled slightly, turned around and rode away.

His back is still wide, just like in high school.

The same community classroom, the same way home, the same street lights, the same dark night, the same him, a changed person.

it's me.

What's even more frightening is that now I don't even feel sad about it.

I am very afraid, afraid of admitting the fact, is pressing every step of the way, forcing me to face its existence.

Is everything really over?

The moment I questioned that question, I already knew the answer in my heart, but I didn't want to admit it or face it.

Our relationship is no longer what it used to be.

It's just that I treat him well, or he treats me well.

They can't go back.

When love is only exhausted, how should we go on?

I think the wrong person should be me.

The passing of reality, bit by bit, wiped away all the love, those throbbing, those thumping, all turned into ashes, and after being blown away by the wind, there was nothing left.

The day we broke up, we didn't even see each other.

On the phone, I heard his cry.

I think he must hate me very much.

It was my fault that I hurt him.I can only keep repeating "I'm sorry", what a hateful person I am.

"I like you too."

On the day he confessed to me, where did the girl who was able to respond to him with such a firm tone go now?

We used to spend countless school days together in club classrooms, and we used to ride bicycles through countless dim street lights together, but we failed to reach the end together.

I really loved you deeply.

I am sorry.

Really sorry.

(Morning dew, end)

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