Crush on classmate Knotweed

After a while, both of them stiffened, and both realized a problem:

The pose is so intimate.

Her chest was vaguely attached to someone else's arm, and she could feel the muscles on his arm, so shameless, especially the boy's arm was born out of thin air around her waist.

It seemed that they had a hot head just now, but now that the air conditioner was blowing, they were all sober, not daring to move, letting the sweat stains stick to their arms.

Yuko Ozawa regretted asking.

She complained that she was not clear-headed and not reserved at all. Why did she hug other people's arms directly, causing herself to be hugged, and everyone might be looking at her, so embarrassing...

But in the next second, the girl pursed her lips and made a decisive decision.

Anyway, it's not bad this time!

Yuko Ozawa took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and leaned her head forward. It seemed that the head was too hard, or the boy's arm muscles were hard, and there was a heavy sound.

She closed her eyes tightly in pain.

Yuko Ozawa subconsciously wanted to reach out to rub her head, but she couldn't reach out, and it was embarrassing.

She had no choice but to bite her lips tightly, not daring to breathe out, only dared to move lightly.

After a while, Ozawa Yuko couldn't bear it anymore and stood up holding her head, and the boy's deliberately puffed up arm muscles also relaxed for a while, turned around, rubbed frantically, and whispered: "It hurts, it hurts——"

It hurts!

Ozawa Yuko also rubbed her head frantically, making her hair messy. After a while, she leaned on the other side of her head to the side of Wild Rose's arm and sniffed her nose several times.

Wild Rose suppressed a smile: "How do you feel?"

She shook her head in pain, and there was a throbbing pain in the core of her head, and it seemed that the people next to her couldn't help laughing.

Embarrassed, I really want to live on another planet.

The next day.

Yuko Ozawa found that as long as she studied hard every day and lived every day well, she could let the time pass unknowingly and avoid embarrassment.

For example, the embarrassing incident of accidentally bumping into a big rock yesterday when I wanted to be a little bird.

She also sincerely hopes that she can live on another planet, or temporarily stay away from the people in the high school.But God really wanted to hear his wish wrong. When Ozawa Yuko was about to leave work according to the newly adjusted time, there was a call from behind:

"Yuko."

Ozawa Yuko was startled, "Yes!"

"Come with me to work overtime," Jiarui Glass said mercilessly, "How about I treat you to an izakaya tonight?"

...It seems like a great gift from heaven.

But she didn't dare to refute: "Okay."

Yuko Ozawa turned her face away bitterly, put on her white coat obediently, and worked overtime with her until the original unreduced three hours.By the time I went to the izakaya, I was exhausted physically and mentally.

"What to eat?" Jiarui Nizi's spirit is particularly good.

Of course, these are all obtained by squeezing Yuko Ozawa's youth.

She smiled wryly, "Come on."

"Young people can really eat." Jiarui Nizi closed the menu with a snap, and commented slowly.

She raised her smooth legs. Although she was wearing a white coat that seemed to have never been taken off, she was a hundred times more energetic than when she was at work, and even the dark circles accumulated on weekdays could feel a sense of charm.

Yuko Ozawa was so tired that she lay on the table.

The two of them just sat there. After all, apart from exchanging information about their illnesses, they only insinuated to persuade them to quit smoking. There were almost no other common topics.

Fortunately, after a few seconds, the clerk came over with a few bottles of wine: "Xiao Ni, you ordered it."

Ozawa Yuko's eyes widened in shock.

After the clerk left, she kept staring round almond eyes and looked over. Jia Ruozi took a sip of sake calmly and raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"He called you..." She hesitated and couldn't continue.

"It's normal," the family lady waved her hand casually, "We adults can call each other a little more intimately. It's just a title anyway, and it's not a big deal."

Yuko Ozawa opened her mouth wide in surprise, but in the end she didn't say anything, and pretended to be calm, she took a sip of her teacup.

Yes, it seems that this society has always been like this. Middle-aged women are more open than adolescent girls. Although she doesn't know why, could it be that women have more love experiences?

Yuko Ozawa didn't dare to ask, she drank some tea again, she seemed to be a little dizzy, and blurted out a sentence:

"Miss Family, have you had a lot of love experiences?"

"It's okay," she said flatly. "Talk too much and feel that men are like this."

Yuko Ozawa let out a long cry.

Her mind was already spinning, and her body turned around unconsciously several times. Soon, she stopped, and she suddenly picked up the teacup soberly: "Ah, it's wine..."

The girl slammed the table on the table.

"Miss Iari... have you ever fallen in love with Mr. Wujo? It should be easy to fall in love during the same period..."

Jia Ruozi, who was drinking, was rarely silent: "...you should stop drinking next time."

The girl on the opposite side quickly became motionless.

She stretched out her hand and poked it tentatively, but there was no response. As a teacher, she should take good care of the students, but as a doctor, she had already lost all her patience after get off work.

So the family entered the glass and made a phone call.

After a few minutes, a pink-haired boy ran over in a hurry. His speed was like a rampaging calf. With a bang, he slammed on the brakes and obediently bowed to his family:

"Hi, Miss Jiarui!"

Disgusted by the family, he poked the girl opposite again: "Take her back."

"Okay," he nodded obediently, turned his face away, and turned pale with shock after realizing it. "Why did she fall on the table, smelling of alcohol... Hey!! Minors are not allowed to drink?"

Hu Zhang quickly covered his mouth.

The surrounding people all turned around because of the sudden sound.

As if he was afraid that people would hear him, he waited for a while before asking with a guilty conscience: "...Miss Jiajin, how could you do this?"

"It's okay for minors to drink a little," Jiarui Glass didn't care at all, and pointed at the person opposite. "Hurry up and send her back. If it's later, she won't be able to go back."

She couldn't let the two drunks go back to the college together.

The knotweed stood still for a while, with a hesitant expression, but the woman's words made him act immediately: "Hurry up, the police will come to check the driver's license or ID card later."

"Really?" He held the girl's wrist dubiously.

"That's right," Jia Ruozi nodded without changing his expression, "and you are her boyfriend, you should protect her well instead of letting her sit in the trap."

"Okay!" The pink-haired boy hurriedly carried her on his back.

Before leaving, he obediently listened to a few instructions, and when he reached the door of the store, the knotweed turned his head and whispered in his ear, "Miss Jiajin really likes to lie to children."

Ozawa Yuko responded in a daze.

"Yuko," suddenly, he let out a big breath of worry, "You must be cheated by Miss Jiajin every day."

She doesn't seem very smart all the time.

Hey, but it's okay, he is also stupid, and Dongtang told him that Xiao Takada said that idiots are very popular, no wonder everyone in the high school likes them very much.

The girl on her shoulder let out a choked sound.

She violated the underage drinking law, and the knotweed was half-believing in Miss Jiaru's words, but she also cautiously took a small path, which was the path he just took after beating the curse spirit.

Curse spirits generally live in dark and damp places, and after walking a few steps, the soles of their shoes smell like sticky rags.

Just by walking by, you can feel goosebumps all over the place.

Knotweed exhaled, and held her body tightly: "It's okay, all the curse spirits have been wiped out, there must be nothing missing, because Hui and I have checked it, ah, I hope there is no..."

He walked slowly inside for a while, the cold wind made the hairs on his arms stand up, and his pants were also blown by the wind.

He also seemed to be getting more and more talkative: "No wonder everyone doesn't like night, when you should be sleeping at home, you have to go outside... I'm not afraid, it will be here soon."

When it was about to come into contact with the light, Polygonum cuspidatum immediately raised its legs and ran out quickly, as fast as a leopard.

Yuko Ozawa was also awakened by the shaking: "...Teacher Gojo?"

Knotweed looked back and forth several times inexplicably.

"When will I...see... Wutiao teacher," she murmured unconsciously, "I want to talk! I want to talk to you...I have something to do..."

"What's the matter?" He asked reflexively.

There are unformed words in the back.

Hu Zhang thought for a long time, and a thought flashed into his mind like a flash: "Could it be that you haven't told the teacher about the things that happened a few days ago?"

Ozawa Yuko continued to speak in a mess of vague words.

"Nine out of ten." He quickly guessed, "How could your character be like this?"

Knotweed wanted to ask directly for her.

It's been four days. If it was really an important matter, she should have contacted the teacher in private. Could it be that she wants to wait for the reality to meet?But with her schedule of leaving early and returning late, when will she meet Teacher Wutiao?

Knotweed blinked his eyelashes, turned his head, and thought about his words: "... Yuko, if you don't mind, just tell me what's going on?"

Otherwise, he suspects that she won't see Teacher Wutiao for a month.

He turned his face away, and his shoulders shook accordingly, and the girl's soft side face fell to another position on his shoulders, even the wear-resistant and thick school uniform could feel a softness.

"Yuko," he coaxed softly, "What do you want to tell the teacher?"

Yuko Ozawa responded unconsciously.

Knotweed asked several times in a row, and the only change was that the folds where she was lying half-lyed changed, but she didn't seem to hear a sound at all. After a while, he almost gave up.

After thinking for a while, he glanced over completely.

Knotweed stared at her, Yuko Ozawa's head was lying sideways, so half of her soft facial features could be seen, while the other half was hidden in the darkness, only her lips were stained with color.

Her lips are beautifully outlined by the moonlight, they look soft, they may feel like cotton candy to the touch, I don't know how to kiss them——

The knotweed hastily turned his head.

There was a crisp sound in his neck, which made it seem that the ligament on one side was strained. The knotweed was in pain and wanted to reach out to ease the injury, but both hands were on Ozawa Yuko's leg in thick trousers.

He had a grim expression: "Pain pain pain—"

It hurts!

At this time, the girl on the shoulder seemed to wake up for no reason. She suddenly opened her eyes, but her expression was confused. After a few seconds, she lay down again in a daze.

Knotweed clenched his teeth tightly.

"It hurts," he didn't hesitate for long, turned his head slightly, and asked the girl who seemed to be awake. "What exactly do you want to tell Wujo-sensei?"

She seemed to be listening.

The voice of thinking behind him began to grow louder, but he still spoke inarticulately. After he asked several times, Yuko Ozawa understood like a child in kindergarten.

"What do you want to tell Gojo-sensei—"

She came over all at once, and the boy was so frightened that he could hardly speak in the second half of his sentence.

"I..." Ozawa Yuko said in a dreamlike voice, "I like, I like Knotweed Yuuhito..."

After speaking, everything was silent.

The knotweed was carrying her almost mechanically, the two arms supporting her seemed to stop the flow of blood, and all the blood poured into one place from all corners of the limbs, as if it could be hotter than the boy's natural physical ability.

After realizing this, his face seemed to be burning red.

The girl who approached did not move away, returned to the original position and fell asleep soundly, but stayed there for several seconds, choosing to approach the only heat source in the cold wind, and the next moment, she was close to the face of Yuzu Yujin.

The touch as soft as a ball of cotton clung to him.

The girl's hand was also tightly hugged, so tight that he couldn't breathe, the neck injured by the awkward posture was throbbing with pain, but the touch on the face made people feel dizzy.

In the dark night, the knotweed stands like a statue.

After a while, he exhaled slowly: "I like Yuko too."

No response anymore.

Knotweed tried to calm down, his mind was shaking wildly for a long time before he tried to take a step.

After all, instead of continuing to mess around with a drunk at night, it's better to pack up and go back. He and Yuko can't sleep on the street, right?There are many curse spirits floating outside...

But in the next second, the knotweed stopped uncontrollably and pursed his lips in joy: "Can you say it again?"

He really likes people who say they like him!

Especially if this person is Yuko, it will be even better.

Being so close, the drunk girl naturally heard: "I like you!"

"I like Knotweed Yuren the most," he thought for a while, and then he couldn't hold back his embarrassment, "Can you say that?"

There was no sound from the cheeks that were close to each other.

Knotweed waited for a long time, but everything was quiet, and suddenly there was an indescribable loneliness in his heart, as if he had walked through many streets, and when he wanted to take a taxi, he moved away from his cold face up.

At the same time, what landed on the cheeks were two lips that were ten thousand times softer than cotton candy:

"I like Knotweed Yujin the most."