Since I've been the sister of these people

-Boom childish name-



On that summer night with fireflies, I fell in love shamefully.

He is like the brightest star in the sky, so beautiful that flowers bloom in people's hearts.

Unfortunately, liking someone often means the beginning of greed.

Unrequited love is very hard, and the sweet sadness in shoujo manga has come to me, it's just outrageous.I can't see him often, nor can I have a slightly closer relationship with him than meeting him by chance. What's more, he has never remembered my name, and maybe there will be no such opportunity in the future.

Although this kind of cognition is cruel, how can I make Hong Jiao Dong like me.I'm ten years younger than him. In his eyes, I'm probably just a wild girl who hasn't even grown her hair yet.As for social status, he is a hero that everyone looks up to, but I am a personalityless person who has to struggle in interpersonal relationships. I am not outstanding, and my body is just like that. What about the man of the moon?

He is really good, so good that people dare not like it easily.

Many times, I would ask myself, it was just being hugged as a poor bastard who was so stupid that he couldn't even walk during the festival—why did I have such an undue throbbing towards this man so easily.If it is his unobtrusive gentleness that attracted me, then Izuku, who treats me better and spoils me more, unexpectedly never crosses the bottom line of a warm-hearted brother in my heart.

So, fate is so unreasonable, it always arranges someone to break into your life inadvertently.A person who is destined, even if the time together is short and fleeting, can make you reluctant to look away after a few crossed eyes, and then it seems like you have been poisoned, letting this little episode in your life be in your heart Take root and sprout, and finally grow into a towering tree, even giving up has become a kind of nonsense.

It's not that I didn't think about cutting off this unbelievable thought in the cradle before it deepened, as if that hot summer night never existed.But by the time I realize this, it may be too late.

I was completely lost. When I saw reports about him on the street, I would stop foolishly until the TV broadcasted other content. Finally, when my brother was resting at home, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. Looking at his obviously displeased face, he insinuated another man's news.

This state of absent-mindedness has lasted for a long time, of course, it is not much better now, and-it seems to be worse.

It was half a year before I saw him again.

Hong Jiaodong, the famous hero transformed himself into the acting head teacher of Xiongying's ordinary subject C class.

During that time, TV stations and paper media were vying to report on this social hotspot, and the most discussed topic was that he did not train new stars of the era in the hero department, but took over a mediocre ordinary class.

Of course, I would not naively think that he was the hero who came here because of me, but I was still very happy when I thought of being able to face him up close, and I even forgot that my miserable situation was about to be exposed in front of his eyes.

Because of this oversight on my part, it led to my reunion with him—it sucks.

I still remember that when I saw those beautiful heterochromatic pupils again, I was being cornered by a few boys. They tore up my homework and kicked over the desk that I had just wiped today in front of me—since After some bastard took the initiative to scribble on my desk, it became almost a part of my morning routine.

At that time, he stood at the door with his lips pursed, and said coldly to his student: "What are you doing?" with a kind of restrained sullenness.

I didn't even dare to raise my head. At this moment, what filled my heart was not the joy of being saved, but the hopeless suffocation of being humbled into the dust.

He dealt with those bastards in a business-like manner, just like the old Aizawa-sensei, who erected an impenetrable barrier for me. With them, I can always save a lot of trouble.

But standing in front of me at this moment is no longer the Hong Jiaodong who I met by mistake on the most splendid night of summer—he has become meticulous in front of the podium, and likewise, he will not look at me more. .....teacher.

The days are like the most ordinary stream, flowing forward tirelessly, what remains unchanged is that I still like his mood.

Now this is good enough, even if I can only hide in the corner and watch him secretly, I am already-very happy.

It's a pity that fate is like an endless cycle, going round and round, and brought me back to the original starting point.

At Xiongying's annual New Year's party, he was wearing a smart black suit, held out his hand to me, and asked me carefully if I could give him a moment.Under the warm and bright chandelier, the man in front of him didn't look real, his red and white hair was neatly combed behind his ears, his quiet eyes were still as calm as water, but with a tension I had never seen before.

I blinked, looking at the bony hand in front of me in disbelief.He politely kept his distance so that no one felt pressured by the invitation.I suppressed my beating heart, and I didn't even realize that I had covered my hands.

He gently led me through the glass door of the auditorium and led me outside.The atmosphere at this moment seemed to be back to that ignorant encounter again. I obediently followed behind him, only feeling that the hands holding each other were indescribably hot.

I don't know how long I walked, I didn't dare to look up at him, I could only hear the sound of the hem of my clothes brushing against the leaves in my ears.Suddenly, he stopped, and gently opened my hand. When facing me, his expression was as bewildered as ever.

"Sorry." He pursed his lips lightly, as if he didn't know what to say to the girl in front of him except for this sentence, "What happened last time was my responsibility. When I went up the mountain, I used my personality , so you fall."

That's why you care so much about me.

"Didn't I already tell the teacher?" I pretended to be indifferent and chuckled twice, "It was my own carelessness, and it has nothing to do with the teacher."

He remained silent, but handed me the small bag that he had been carrying in his left hand without question.

"This is..." I took it in a daze, and looked at him puzzled.

There is an exquisite gift box in the bag, and the side is dotted with small and beautiful ribbons... I happen to recognize this brand, which is a famous hand-embroidered kimono shop in Japan.

"It's an apology." He lowered his eyelids slightly, his voice was clear and magnetic, "When I fell last time, my clothes were dirty."

"So you're going to pay me a new one?" I shook the expensive gift bag in my hand, and couldn't help sighing, "But teacher, I only wore a bathrobe last time, but you paid me Is there any other purpose for a sky-high priced kimono?"

"...Other purposes?" He repeated in a daze.

The smile on the corner of my mouth rose a little bit. I don’t know if it was the refreshing night breeze that gave me strength or something else. I boldly moved closer to him until there was only a punch between us. distance.He was much taller than me, I looked up at him, and I was able to reach his chest.

What is displayed in front of me at this moment is his sharp jaw, cold and clear eyes, slender and slightly curly eyelashes, and - a little pink on the tips of his white ears.

"Haven't the teacher heard of this tradition?" I looked at him with a smile, and blinked slyly, "It means that a man other than the father presents a girl with a kimono—he admits that the girl will accompany him as his wife, and Promise her a lifetime oath—does the teacher want me to be your bride?"

Hearing this, Hong Jiaodong's eyes widened slightly, and after a few seconds of blank expression, he quickly took a step back and turned his head, not daring to look at the smiling girl in front of him again.

"I didn't think carefully." After a while, he opened his lips slightly, and the blush at the base of his ears became even more intense, "The clothes you wore last time were very nice, I remember wisteria flowers embroidered on the cuffs... .So I searched for a long time."

Never picked the one I wanted you to wear.

He wanted to say this very much, but the person in front of him was his student and his classmate's sister...he couldn't do that.

"So the teacher still remembers." I jumped up in my heart, "Don't worry, I was just joking."

How can someone like me qualify to be your bride, but—

"I like you, it's true."

The bright lights danced in the distance, vaguely illuminating his surprised eyebrows... Sure enough, I still don't like it.

After a long time, so long that I thought he would not respond to me, but he seemed to have just realized it, and said in a daze: "...Is it true?"

I clenched my fingertips nervously, scolding myself for being irrational, but looking at the man in front of me, I suddenly calmed down—there was nothing to be afraid of, and I really couldn’t think of an answer other than rejection. Well, it's better to draw the most beautiful ending for my secret love now, when he is willing to look at me seriously.

"...you are too young." He pursed his lips, his handsome brows and eyes were slightly frowned, as if trying to find a suitable answer to this unsolvable question, "I am your teacher , I can’t let you make irrational decisions about your future, not to mention—even if I promise you now, when you grow up, maybe...you will regret it.”

You will meet more people, and then find a better and more desirable person to like. At that time, you will no longer look at him with such bright eyes, and you will never say... like his words.

"I won't regret it!" I interrupted him eagerly, "Boom Jiao Dong, I'm not a kid anymore, the love I promised is a lifetime thing."

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his slightly opened mouth seemed to want to say something, but it finally fell silent.At that time, we seemed to be in a stalemate. Even though the so-called rightness always interfered with our final decision, something made us always find each other at some point. .

"Hang Jiao Dong, do you like me?" From the beginning to the end, all I wanted to know was this.

In the quiet environment, I can only feel my heart beating like a drum and my cheeks that are about to burn.After a long time, he sighed softly, looking at me as if he was completely defeated, with a kind of helpless pampering.

"Well, I like you too." His brows stretched slightly, and the corners of his mouth were even stained with a warm smile, "But your childish name is still too young, and now you are not prepared for your future at all." ,so--"

I want to watch you grow up well.

After a short pause, Hong Jiaodong lowered his expression, and said with difficulty: "I can't be with you now." After saying that, he instinctively felt that this sentence sounded too harsh, and wanted to make up for it, but He realized that the little girl in front of him didn't look disappointed at all, but instead had a pair of beautiful amber pupils shining brightly under the misty light, which made his heart itch.

"I agreed to like me, so don't go back on it!" I've already filed it for the record, so I don't want to let it go, "As for whether we want to be together or not—are you willing to wait for me? If three years later, I still like you , then you can no longer refuse me!"

"Okay." He promised earnestly, "If Zhiming still likes me after three years, we will be together forever."

"Pull the hook!" I stretched out my little finger childishly, and he laughed dumbfoundedly. He lowered his head and gently entwined his fingertips with mine, his eyes were gentle and clear.

In this way, under the red line of intertwined fate, we made a promise to each other, which means-my unrequited love finally came to an end and ushered in the most genuine joy.

Yuan, it is so wonderful, I am really - infinitely grateful.

-Complete-