After confessing to Waste Chai Gang

Maybe it's because I have expectations in my heart, I just feel that today's day passes very quickly, and it will be time for school to end soon.

When we parted at the crossroads, I was afraid that Gang Ji would forget tonight's agreement, so I worriedly gave a few more instructions, and after getting his nod like a collapsed compromise, I finally waved my hand in satisfaction and went home.

After wolfing down dinner, I rushed into the bathroom under the puzzled eyes of my parents, took a hot bath as soon as possible, and didn't come out until I made myself smelly.

Looking at the time, it was almost time, as if it was too late to dry my hair.

I casually wiped the dripping hair ends with a towel, changed into a sweater and trousers that were easy to move, and hurried out of the house.

Downstairs, a familiar figure was already waiting there.

"Ah Gang-kun—"

I called out to him, ran over to open the gate of the yard, grabbed the boy's thin wrist, and pulled him in.

The temperature touched by my fingertips felt a little cold, I sighed lightly, raised my head and looked at Gangji: "You haven't been waiting for a long time, have you?"

Gang Ji's arm, which was held by me, was tense like a conditioned reflex, and the expression on his face froze for a moment, and he raised his face and laughed a few times uncomfortably: "Why, how could it be? I just arrived not long ago!"

I groaned and nodded nonchalantly.

When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, my family once bought me a bicycle, but it was a pity that I didn't want to learn anything at that time.So it has been sitting in the garage for a few years.

Mom is very sorry for this bicycle that has not been used for work since it was bought.So when I moved from Tokyo, I just stuffed it into a large truck and came to Namori Town along with other luggage.

I took Gangji to the garage of my new home, planning to move the car out with him.

But the loose hair was too much of a hindrance. I habitually put them close to my ears and smoothed them out. When I touched my wrist, I found that it was empty. I had already taken off the elastic when I took a shower.

I kept this posture silent for two seconds, and I decisively chose to give up.

Forget it, my hair is still wet anyway, so it should dry faster if I don't tie it up.

Just when I was about to let go, a familiar hair rope was suddenly handed over: "Here."

I took it subconsciously, looked at the familiar carrot tree above, blinked, and realized it after a while.

"You're actually wearing it?"

I opened my eyes wide in disbelief, never expecting that this hair rope would be used by me one day.

Gang Ji blushed a little, and raised his voice impatiently: "Don't worry about it... Hurry up and get it done!"

Me: "Okay."

Looks like he's hot again.

Is it too stuffy in the garage?

Quickly tied up my hair, I hurriedly greeted Gang Ji to come forward, and the two of them worked together to lift the bicycle out of the dark garage.

I took the key out of my pocket and unlocked it.

As a result, as soon as he sat on it, he fell to the side uncontrollably, and Tsuna quickly grabbed the handlebar with his eyes and hands.

I frowned, dissatisfied: "This car is so heavy."

There is no way to control it at all!

Gangji: "..."

Gangji complained: "It's obvious that you are not used to it! How can anyone ride a bicycle and always turn the front of the bike in the direction of his body?"

Me: "Obviously it leaned over by itself, I didn't use any force!"

Gang Ji: "Then you just use a little force to break it into a straight line, won't it be fine?"

I was stuck, my momentum weakened, and I whispered: "Okay."

"Then let's start quickly. I'll go back to sleep after practicing for a while. I have to go to school tomorrow."

Gangji sighed, took a step back helplessly, and stood under the street lamp.

Along with his movement, there was a sound of metal colliding behind him.

I tilted my head, my attention was instantly attracted, and only then did I realize that Gang Ji had a small thermos hanging on the back of his waist.

The black thermos cup is not big, and it only looks like 300ml by visual inspection, which is not enough for me to drink two sips.

So he brought it because he was afraid he would be thirsty?

As I was thinking wildly, I only felt that the back seat sank, and it was Gang Ji who stretched out his hand to grab it.

I turned around, took a deep breath, and nervously held the handlebar: "Then I started?"

Gangji had no choice but to say, "You can just push forward, remember to walk straight—hey!"

Before he finished speaking, the ending sound changed in vain.

I slammed my pedals and rushed out, but the handlebars were crooked again before riding two meters, I quickly lowered my legs to support the car that was about to fall again, scratched my face with a guilty conscience: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it Yes. I thought I could stabilize my body if I rode fast..."

Gang Ji was almost tripped, staggered two steps and grabbed the back seat of the bicycle. Hearing this, he couldn't help but raised his head and said, "You can't even support the most basic handlebar. This kind of state that you want to fall to the side while sitting on it, How could you stabilize your body!"

"But my body seems to have its own thoughts, and I can't control it."

I was trained to lower my head and ask humbly: "Then what should I do to maintain a good balance..."

Gang Ji seemed to be stopped by the question, and after a pause, he stuttered and said: "In short, in short, the body should sit upright and not crooked! Eyes should also look forward, and the direction of the front of the car is parallel to the line of sight... Then you should Is that all right?"

The tone didn't sound very confident.

I let out a oh, and put on the posture according to the method he said, and tried to kick the wheel again.

Gang Ji trotted along behind the bicycle, one hand was always grasping the back seat vaguely, as if to prevent me from falling.

I just rode back and forth twice around the road in front of my house, but I still couldn't grasp the knack.

Moreover, the front of the car has also been upgraded from turning inward to straight forward, and it will not turn around at all.

When I didn't know how many times I slammed into the wall again, Gang Ji grabbed my back seat and pulled me to a stop abruptly.

how so!Do I really not have the talent to learn to ride a bicycle?

I crossed my arms and started sulking at the wall.

Gang Ji came up, looked at my face secretly, and said tentatively: "Why don't we come here first tonight?"

I can not!"

I can't believe I'm so stupid!

I puffed up my face, jumped out of the car angrily, and gave up the seat to Gang Ji: "You can help me demonstrate, I will definitely be able to watch it once!"

Gangji: "Hey!"

He pointed at himself, his eyes widened in disbelief: "I, I will demonstrate!"

"Yeah!" I nodded and walked a few steps to the side, signaling him to come over quickly.

Gang Ji froze, and the whole person sat on the bicycle mechanically like a duck on the shelf, holding the handlebars with both hands, as if someone had pressed the pause button and remained motionless.

I poked him strangely: "What's the matter with you?"

Gangji: "..."

I suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong. Seeing his expression that was about to petrify into a statue together with the bicycle, I suddenly seemed to understand something.

Me: "Aren't you, don't know how to ride a bike at all?"

Statue Tsunayoshi: "..."

really!

I widened my eyes: "Then you still said you would!"

He is lying!

Gang Ji struggled, trying to restore his dignity: "Yes! I said yes! I can still ride a bicycle with training wheels at the back!"

"That kind of bike can even be ridden by the neighbor's grandmother's three-year-old grandson who is in kindergarten. I'm talking about bicycles, two-wheeled bicycles!"

I angrily pulled him off the seat and decided to ignore him for 10 minutes as punishment.

Gang Ji was pushed aside, I pushed the bicycle back to the middle, rode on it again, and kicked it wobbly twice.

This time it was much better than before. After riding a full five meters, my eyes lit up, and I immediately put the punishment behind me, and turned my head to talk to Gangji.

As a result, as soon as the neck was twisted, the handlebars swayed, and the whole person lost his balance instantly and fell to the side.

"Yangcai? Be careful—"

An urgent call sounded in my ears, and I didn't have time to close my eyes, watching myself getting closer and closer to the ground, and subconsciously raised my arms.

With a bang, I fell headlong.

The bicycle that lost its support clattered to the side of the road, and the wheels were still spinning.

This fall made me a little dazed, and in a daze, I felt someone pounced on me, put their hands under it, and carefully supported my head.

There was a blur in front of my eyes, and when I came back to my senses, I saw Gang Ji looking down, anxious and worried face.

"Are you okay? Was the fall serious?"

He frowned, as if he wanted to touch me but didn't dare to move, he seemed a little at a loss for a while.

I gradually came back to my senses, I only felt a burning sensation on my arm, and only then did I feel the pain belatedly.

Looking down, it turned out that a piece of skin had been scratched, but luckily it didn't bleed much.

I touched my almost disfigured forehead, and said slowly: "It seems that there is nothing wrong..."

"That's good……"

Gangji breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense expression eased.But the tone of his speech was much firmer than before: "Let's stop here today. If you still want to continue practicing, I will accompany you again in two days."

I knew I was wrong, so I just stared at him helplessly, trying to bargain: "Can't it be tomorrow?"

"Uh..." Gang Ji pursed the corners of her mouth slightly, her ears turned red strangely.

Realizing that this trick worked, I continued my efforts and winked at him: "Then let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

As if awakened suddenly, Gang Ji suddenly came back to his senses, and turned his head to give me a profile.

I waited patiently for a while, and finally heard a hoarse hmm from his throat.Immediately sat up happily from the heels of his legs, and got up from the ground all at once.

Picking up the fallen bicycle, I turned around and saw that Gang Ji was still sitting there, I couldn't help stretching out a hand and beckoning to him: "Ah Gang."

Tsuna: "Yes, yes!"

He stood up from the ground with his head down, probably because he had been running along just now, the tips of his ears exposed between his soft brown hair were completely red.

I waited for him to walk beside me until they were in a side-by-side posture, then I pushed the car and walked forward slowly.

As I was walking, a stream of warm liquid flowed out, and I stopped immediately, clamping my legs awkwardly.

"what happened?"

Gang Ji stopped, frowned slightly, his eyes fell on my face almost instantly, looked at my expression a little nervously, and said worriedly: "Does it hurt? Did you just fall?"

"no!"

I quickly waved my hand to indicate that I was fine, and said bluntly: "It's just a matter of menstrual period, don't worry."

Gang Ji paused, a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, his lips moved a few times as if he wanted to say something, but he quickly turned his head away.

Don't look at me again.

Well, it seems like it shouldn't be so straightforward.

I didn't expect the boy to be shy when he heard this.

Soon I walked home, and I pushed the bicycle into the yard and locked it. I was about to wave goodbye to Gangji, but saw Gangji who had been silent for a while, took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at me, puffed up. With courage, he opened his mouth and said, "Yangcai—"

He called out my name, paused slightly, and his voice weakened inexplicably, "You, don't you feel pain?"

Where does it hurt?

I was at a loss, and just about to tell Gang Ji that I didn't get hit much except for my arms, when he saw his eyes flicker, and he continued in embarrassment: "I heard from my mother that girls will be in pain at this time..."

Oh--

I suddenly realized.

That's what I was talking about!

So I put my hand on my lower abdomen to feel it carefully, shook my head in his expectant gaze, and said honestly, "Not at all, I don't even feel it."

"All right……"

Gang Ji wilted like a deflated ball, seemed a little disappointed, and subconsciously hid the small cup hanging on his waist behind his back.

Because he was standing under the street lamp, he could see all the little tricks he thought were secret.

Looking at his expression, I don't know why a vague premonition suddenly rose in my heart. I looked at the thermos cup with only a small corner left, and said in a strange way: "This...can't be filled with brown sugar water?"

As soon as the words fell, Gang Ji's sneaky behavior froze instantly.

bingo!

My eyes lit up, and I stretched out my hand to him happily: "Is it specially brought for me? Thank you!"

Sure enough, there are no lies in the TV series!

After waving each other good night, I bounced into the house with my cup in my arms.

The incandescent lamp in the entrance has been turned off, and the entire first floor only has light and sound coming from the direction of the living room.When I walked in, my parents were all here, leaning together to watch TV.

Hearing the movement, they all looked towards the door at the same time. When they saw me, my father smiled and lowered his head to continue peeling melon seeds, while my mother said meaningfully: "I am finally willing to come back? I said how can I be kicked out by fire today?" It seems that there is a date."

"What date?"

Dad paused for peeling melon seeds, and raised his head in surprise: "Has Yangcai got a boyfriend?"

"No, no!" I immediately jumped up as if I was stepped on my tail, and said in a panic, "Don't listen to my mother's nonsense!"

Mom let out an oh, with a teasing expression: "Then just treat it as nonsense, but what about the cup you're holding in your arms? Why did you come back with a gift when you went out?"

I:"……"

I flattened my mouth, silently tightened my arms, and hugged the small thermos cup tightly.

Seeing that I stopped talking, my mother did not continue to ask questions. Instead, she beckoned me to sit down, pointed to the beautiful chestnut-haired actress on the TV, and said, "This movie is very suitable for you to watch now. You shouldn’t understand anything at your age.”

I sat down in a daze, watched the flashing subtitles on the screen, and subconsciously read out: "You Xizi in Fujimine?"

"The name of the movie is "First Love."

My mother slapped a pillow and hit me on the head accurately: "That's the name of the actress you said."

I groaned, touched my nose in embarrassment, and hugged the pillow and thermos in my arms, but I didn't really understand why I was sitting here.

Dad explained in a gentle voice: "Fujimine Yukiko was the most famous actress in our era, but unfortunately she announced her retirement and got married when she was 20 years old."

Hearing this, I stared at the TV screen carefully and found that the actress who played the heroine was indeed very young.

This is a movie with an obviously outdated picture quality, and I watched it unconsciously while staring at it.

This is a story about first love.The hero and heroine met in middle school, and they have been at the front and back desks since the first day of school. The heroine, Haruko, is a sunny and outgoing girl. For a moment, Quan Tai quickly fell in love with her secretly.

Under the instigation of his friends, he tried his best to create opportunities to approach and talk to Haruko, and the two quickly became acquainted.

In a heavy rain, Quan Tai blushed and lent her umbrella to Haruko, while she covered her schoolbag on top of her head and ran home in the rain. Her youthful and beautiful love was unconsciously exposed. This scene touched Haruko and made her feel sad. Heart pounding.

After that, the two got along tacitly, but neither of them confessed.Whenever Haruko looked into Quanta's eyes and talked to him, Quanta would look away embarrassedly.

Except for the accidental reveal of his heart in the heavy rain that day and the shy, evasive eyes in his daily life, he never said that sentence to Haruko.

Haruko smiled and said: Mr. Quan should learn to be brave.I'm already in front of you, aren't I?

Quan Tai looked dazed, as if he didn't understand her words.

In the third year of junior high school, Quanta was about to move. Before moving out, he tossed and turned every night, unable to sleep.

But he didn't have the courage to tell Haruko.Thinking that this meeting might be the last time, and thinking that this would be a relationship destined to be fruitless, he did not choose to confess in the end.

The heartbeat and ambiguity of middle school ended in one summer without beginning or end.

Many years later, Quantai, who has already married, returns to the small town where she used to live. At the intersection of the noisy street, she meets Haruko who is leading her child to the supermarket. Both of them are taken aback.

Memories from junior high school come flooding back, Quanta uncontrollably wants to look away.

But Haruko looked at him and said with a smile: After so many years, you still haven't changed.

This time, Quan Tai suddenly seemed to understand her words.

After so many years, he is still the same as when he was in junior high school, the coward who harbored ignorant love, but always avoided it, and didn't have the courage to say it out loud.

……

At the end of the movie, there seems to be a little bit of melancholy and sadness.

I raised my hand and touched my chest, only to feel that it was stuffy and stuffy.

"So when Quanta was in middle school, why didn't he confess his love to Haruko?"

I didn't understand, "Haruko obviously liked him at that time."

Since two people are in love, as long as one of them confesses, then they can definitely be together.

I don't understand why they didn't say anything.

"Maybe it's pure embarrassment, or maybe it's just one of the parties coveting the feeling of being paid special attention." Mom's tone sounded careless.

I thought of the frightened and shy appearance of Quan in the movie, and I couldn't connect such a simple boy with the latter in her mouth, so I couldn't help puffing up and saying, "That must be the first one! He's just too shy, because I like Haruko, so I dare not even look into Haruko's eyes."

"Tut tsk tsk, not necessarily. You see your father has never been shy."

As mother said, she smiled and stretched out a hand to lift up Dad's face. Dad was forced to break away from the cause of struggling with the melon seed shell, and raised his face in cooperation.

The husband and wife looked at each other, mother bent her eyes slyly, father looked gentle, and smiled helplessly.

Dad: "You're talking nonsense to Yangcai again, she's too young now, it won't be too late to say these things in two years."

Mom: "No, the sooner you tell me the better, she will thank me when she grows up!"

I ate a mouthful of dog food at close range, and was hesitating whether I should sneak upstairs and go back to the room, when I saw that my mother had let go of her hand, turned around and smiled and said, "Did you see it? When do you meet me too?" Mom and Dad can feel at ease when they look at each other without running away, but can smile at each other."

I was stunned, vaguely understood a little bit of what she wanted to express from my mother's words, but I didn't seem to understand.

Quan liked Haruko too much, but not only did he not express his feelings, but he turned around and ran away when he should have no regrets.

What does true love look like?

A blurred image of Tsuna's side face appeared in my mind, a pair of brown eyes were always clear and warm, but they seldom met my gaze.

Therefore, true love should not be just shyness and timidity.

True liking should make people gentle and brave, at least not avoiding each other when they meet each other - that should be the case, right?

I was thinking distressedly, and silently hugged the thermos a little tighter.