Fool's Love

Still the familiar smell of dried flowers.Makes me feel uneasy.

It is less than a month before the academic ability test of the first semester.It can be said that the moment of urgency has come.

If the test result is not good, how will the father behave?I can't imagine that in a hurry, I can only move out of Masumi.

To be honest, I didn’t appreciate Masumi when he said he would help me, but now something went wrong and I had to turn to him for help—the whole thing was entirely my own fault.

I was afraid of being laughed at by Masumi for this reason, and I was a little trembling when I described it to him, and I dared not look at him with my head down.

Who knows that Masumi doesn't care at all. "Okay, let's start as soon as possible." He answered me in a very bright voice.

I cautiously raised my eyes again, and Masumi looked at me with no hint of ridicule on his face.

Without further ado, he went to my house with him that night.The so-called first-time familiarity and second-time acquaintance, Masumi was not restrained at all when he came here this time.

It was raining lightly that day, and the road was somewhat muddy. Masumi wore dark brown shiny leather shoes on his feet, and there were many mud spots on them after walking all the way down.

I asked if I needed to clean it up for him, but I declined, saying that I might step on the dirt when I go back.

What Masumi said made sense, and I didn't seem to have anything to say other than answering "that's it".

When we approached the living room, we happened to bump into my mother coming out of the study.She was very surprised to see me taking my classmates home.

I was also surprised to see her, because it was still the business hours of Wanghexuan.We looked at each other, staring at each other.At this time, it was Masumi who knew nothing about the status quo who broke the embarrassing situation.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm a classmate of Yamagishi, and my surname is Masumi."

Standing next to me, he bowed ninety degrees, with a sincere attitude and a loud voice.

Only then did the mother come to her senses: "So it's Liangzhi's classmate! It's a rare visitor, Liangzhi rarely brings his classmates back."

"Hey, is that so?"

"That's right! Ryoji likes a lot of niche things, and it's hard to find like-minded people..."

"mom!"

Her words made me a little embarrassed, and my blood rushed to my head instantly, and I yelled at her.

Perhaps because she felt that it would be meaningless to tease me again, my mother turned to ask me in a soothing tone: "Okay, okay. You probably haven't had dinner yet, what do you want to eat?"

I was a little confused: "Is Wanghexuan all right?"

"Well, there are not many people today, and your father is enough. Not long ago, a man in uniform came over to check some documents, but he couldn't find it in the restaurant. I think it might be left at home, so I came home of."

"I see."

"What about dinner?"

"As usual, just make something simple. Where's Masumi? Is there anything you want to eat?"

"Me?" I didn't expect to be mentioned, Masumi was a little surprised, "I can do it. But, I want to eat something spicy."

"How about shredded pork with green peppers?" Mother asked.

"Okay, let's have shredded pork with green peppers." He replied.

We went up to the second floor together.There was still a while before dinner was ready, so Masumi and I decided to go upstairs and sit down for a while before talking.

He was very self-conscious about doing business, and took out his textbook from his schoolbag as soon as he sat down.

"Which subject to start with? Mandarin? Foreign language? Science?"

The weather was so hot that even though it had just rained, the room was still stuffy.

Masumi moved her hands to her shoulders and took off her school uniform jacket.He wore the same collar as usual, with crimson gems adorning it like the eyes of some beast.

Although Masumi was not tall, it suited the clothes well.Probably because of his well-proportioned proportions, he fits everything well.

He unbuttoned the top button of his white shirt, perhaps because of the heat.This shows that his neck is slender, like someone who has practiced dancing.

"It's all right. But I'm afraid I need to make up for it. I still don't have a solid grasp of many basic things."

"is it?"

Masumi replied disapprovingly.When I took out the test paper of the previous quiz and showed it to him, a wave of uncontrollable waves finally appeared on his face.

Only for a moment.Masumi then calmed down, as if he had completely digested the emotions of reading my horrific test paper, and the iconic smile appeared on his face again.

"Well, it's actually not bad."

Consolation is actually meaningless, I know my situation.As soon as Masumi became polite, I didn't know how to reply.

Although Masumi sometimes thinks as if he is on another planet, most of the time he is still gentle.

He was far and near, and I was like a person lying on the ground.Masumi is like the bright moon.

When I look at the bright moon in the sky, I feel charming and far away.Looking sideways, there was actually one floating in the water.

"Let's start with a foreign language?" After taking a short breath, Masumi brushed the hair on both sides of her cheeks behind her ears.

Masumi moved a chair and sat next to me.There was a faint fragrance on him, still the familiar smell of dried flowers.

Makes me feel uneasy.Especially when he starts talking, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

It's not uncomfortable, but it's like being scratched by someone—I always feel that something is wrong.

To be honest, it's as if what I'm listening to is not a lecture, but an AR.This feeling lasted for about 5 minutes.

Of course, it’s not that what Masumi said was problematic or too boring.On the contrary, Masumi's foreign language is very good, and he is not stuck at the stage of completing the questions——

His pronunciation is very standard, which makes me, who always pronounces English in katakana, feel ashamed.

From time to time, I quietly looked at him.The weather is too hot, and sweat has already oozed from my forehead.

After a while, my mother knocked on the door, so Masumi and I went downstairs to have dinner.

Masumi happened to be hungry too.In a sense, he is much more tired than me.My mother fried shredded pork with green peppers, and the soup was bamboo shoot soup.

We sat at a dining table to eat. At first, we couldn't find a topic, but after a while, the atmosphere gradually cooled down, and it was a little awkward.

Suddenly, my mother asked Masumi about my performance in school, which made me very flustered——

We are not in the same class, and most of the time we meet is in the department. I am afraid that Masumi sees that I spend most of my time painting. If he confesses honestly, it will be confirmed that I am not doing business properly.

So I jumped in before Masumi could speak: "Masumi and I are not in the same class, so we don't see each other often!"

"Is that so?" Mother looked at Masumi again.

"Ah, yes. I'm in Group 1, Year 1."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quickly turned on the TV and tuned to a funny program.The living room was immediately filled with laughter.

This series of operations is really not clever, but fortunately Masumi cooperated with me and didn't say a word when he saw that my expression was wrong.

We were eating dinner while watching TV.Standing in the middle of the stage is the No.1 mancai teacher of last year's mancai competition. The two performed the mancai in the final. I have watched him perform at least three times, but I still can't stop laughing from ear to ear.