After confessing to Waste Chai Gang

On the day of the open class for parents, it was snowing.

When you open the door, you can see the white streets and falling snowflakes, the corners of the eaves and the windows are covered with thick frost, the breath is full of chilly air, and the biting cold wind penetrates through the scarf. Drill straight into the neck.

While waiting for my mother to change shoes, I stood in the courtyard outside the door and couldn't help shivering. I let out a deep breath, but it turned out to be a white mist.

It's really too cold.

Unceasing snowflakes fell on my forehead, between my brows and the corners of my eyes.But it melted the moment it came into contact with the skin, only small white particles accumulated on the clothes and scarves, but when I stretched out my fingers to rub it, these small snowflakes disappeared quickly under my fingers tip.

Even though I was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, the warmth brought by the warm room was still passing away. In order to ensure that I would not be frozen in the heavy snow, I breathed into my hands while moving my body on the spot. After a light jump, there was a creaking sound from the soles of his feet.

It was the sound of stepping on snow.

I looked down at my feet, raised my legs and took a step forward, stepping on a fresh footprint on the flat and white snow.creak...

Take another leg.creak.

Move forward……

creak creak creak --

When my mother tidied up her things and came out, the first thing she saw was the courtyard where I had stepped on a string of footprints.Mom: "..."

Mom: "Guo Yangcai, how old are you?"

I blinked, stood at attention, and watched my mother come over and pat off the snow accumulated on my head and scarf without being gentle at all, and then walked towards Bingzhong together.

When I passed the intersection, I was still a little nervous, and subconsciously held my breath.But fortunately, Gang Ji obediently obeyed my instructions and did not wait for me here today.

Very well, successfully avoided the unnecessary meeting before entering the classroom.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, I was caught by my mother. She immediately bent her eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that I shouldn't go with you today. It seems that I accidentally disturbed you?"

Yes, and it's not just a normal interruption.

It is the level that I need to be careful and tell him not to forget!

I slandered in my heart, I pouted, and said sullenly: "Not really, anyway, Aunt Chi Tian is also today!"

/>It's broken, it's leaked.

I was startled, quickly covered my mouth and swallowed the second half of the sentence, but it was too late.

The mother said clearly: "So that's the case, that boy's surname is Chitian."

I: ".

Mom: "Is his mother also coming to participate in the public class? That's great, I must go up and make friends when I see you later.

Me: ...it doesn't have to be like this. "

"Um?

My mother looked at me suspiciously, with a light smile on her face.She quickly put away her doubts, patted my shoulder, and looked like ''''I know everything'''': "Don't worry, it's just a normal social interaction between adults. Let me tell you what Chi Tian-jun looks like , I saw it through the window once before, how can I remember it seems to be a hedgehog head..."

Now the person who was puzzled became me: "Hedgehog head?"

I'm at a loss.

Tsuna's hair usually looks a little messy, but does it look like a hedgehog?

Mom murmured, frowning as if she was trying to remember, until she saw the gate of Bingzhong, she finally said slowly: "Anyway, it's very distinctive... I should be able to remember it when I see it. "

Me: "Oh."

Although it was still early before the start of class, there were already many people in the classroom.In order to make room for the parents who came to attend the class, the small classroom seemed a lot more crowded today. All the desks and chairs were moved forward, leaving an open space at the end for the parents to stand there.

Gangji hasn't come yet, and so has Prison Temple, and the two of them are likely to come together.

Yamamoto had already arrived, talking to someone standing in the group of parents at the back. I took a closer look and found that it was Uncle Yamamoto who I had seen at Bamboo Sushi.

"Is it someone you know, a good friend?"

My mother followed my gaze, and after seeing the tall, long-legged, handsome and handsome Yamamoto, she smiled softly, and the laughter was a little unclear.

I gave her a strange look, without thinking too much, I pulled her over to say hello to Yamamoto and Uncle Yamamoto, then left her there for so-called adult socializing, poked Yamamoto, and left with him .

Yamamoto sat on the seat with his schoolbag in his arms, turned his head to look in the direction of his father from time to time, and said with emotion: "This is my old mother, she looks so young."

"Don't let her hear you, or she'll be super happy."

"Hahaha, the relationship between mother and daughter is really good. By the way, did you see A Gang when you came? Prison Temple hasn't arrived yet."

I shook my head: "I don't know, I told Ah Gang-kun yesterday not to wait for me when he goes to school today. So he should be waiting at home for Mr. Prison to come with him."

As soon as the words were finished, three familiar figures walked in from the wide open back door of the classroom. They were Tsunayoshi, Yuji who were still being mentioned by us just now, and Aunt Hutian who came to participate in the open class.

Gangji walked in the front with a sad face, and next to him was Auntie Hutian who was smiling all over his face. Hesi was a step behind them, with his head slightly lowered, and walked behind respectfully.

The moment I saw the brown-haired boy, my eyes lit up, but before I could say hello, I was interrupted by the blue wave rushing out.

I saw Lan Bo laughing wow ha ha ha, while deftly jumping onto the desk in the back row, very mischievously using the desk as a place to play, and began to jump up and down on it.

Gangji was dumbfounded, and Prison Temple rushed to arrest him, but because he was not as sensitive as Lanbo, he could only follow behind as if being teased, and accidentally bumped into another classmate's desk and chair. Dissatisfied with accusing them up.

Although it was Lan Bo who caused the trouble, Lan Bo didn't care at all. Prison Temple couldn't tolerate someone provoking him in front of him, so he immediately turned back to him.

For a moment, there was chaos in the back row of the classroom, and the sound of arguing was mixed with Lanbo's screaming laughter, which instantly attracted the attention of all the students and parents.

In the field of vision, I saw my mother smiled at me, pointed at Tsunayoshi who was trying to break up a fight with that classmate in the prison temple, with an inscrutable expression on her face.

Me: ...

I knew I couldn't hide it!

He sighed in distress, but because he had a premonition in his heart, he didn't get too entangled in it.

And at this time, Lan Bo finally stopped running under the call of Aunt Chitian, and when Aunt Chitian——

In the background sound of apologizing to the parents, Tsuna walked up to Yamamoto and me with a disheveled face. His whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his facial features were about to wrinkle together.

"Yo Gang, good morning!" Yamamoto said.

What responded to him was Tsunaki's feeble "Morning!"

Seeing this, I couldn't help but said: "You look so sluggish, didn't you secretly play games again yesterday?"

"Where do I have it?!"

Tsuna retorted instantly, his clear brown eyes lifted, and his voice suddenly became normal.

He endured it, and couldn't help complaining: "With that guy in Bourne, how can I have time to play games now? And I have to get up early every morning to go out, and I can't wake up if I go to bed late."

Get up early and go out...do you mean waiting for me at the intersection every morning to go to school together?

Thinking of this, I let out an oh, and I just wanted to go over and hug him like before, but when I walked halfway, I remembered that my mother was still watching from behind, so I stopped abruptly.

I puffed up my face and decided to list the open class for parents as the school activity I hated the most. Fortunately, Gangji didn't notice my unnaturalness. He even forgot to ask who the adults in my family were. After talking to Yamamoto casually, looking at Aunt Chitian in the last row and Lanbo in her arms, she buried her head on the table with a painful face, refusing to communicate with her surroundings.

The soft, fluffy brown hair stood up, I secretly glanced in the direction of my mother, and saw that she had already rubbed against Aunt Chida at some point, and the two of them were chatting happily at this moment.

So he seized the time, stretched out his hand and huffed twice on the top of his soft hair, and when Tsuna raised his head in doubt, he returned to his seat with a natural and contented expression.

Sit down.Attend class.

There is still a fuzzy feeling in the palm of the hand.Soft and comfortable.

The whole morning passed quickly, and the public class was only half a day selected, and it ended before the lunch break.

Mom was going back to the kindergarten to go to work, but she didn't say anything else before leaving, she simply said "go home early after school", and left in a hurry.

I looked at her back, hesitated for a while, and finally decided not to ask her what she had talked with Auntie Hutian this morning.

Based on what I know about my mother, her answers are nothing more than the classic words of adults.For example, children don't need to know so much.

But the mother left, and there was a group of dark parents missing at the end. During the afternoon class, the atmosphere in the classroom visibly slacked down, and it could even be called a rare relaxation.

This pleasant atmosphere lasted until after school. I walked out of the teaching building holding Gang Ji's arm, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the snow had stopped.Compared with the morning, the snow on the ground has become thicker.

Staring at the snow, Yamamoto sighed, "It's time for snowball fights every year again."

This sentence reminded me, I shook Tsunaki's arm on a whim, and after drawing his attention, I leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to build a snowman?"

Tsunayoshi: "...?"

I could see from his face that he didn't really want a few big words.But Gang Ji still swallowed this sentence, and agreed very obediently: "Okay, okay, then let's go make a snowman."

I was immediately happy, squinting my eyes and laughing: "Okay!"

Prison temple not in state:?

Ever since, the original plan to go home changed to the four of us making snowmen on the playground.

Although I am the initiator of the suggestion, I have never made a snowman myself. When I was a child, my father would take me out to watch after he made it in the yard. Therefore, I don’t really understand how to make a snowman.

Tsunaki obviously did the same, he touched his nose, raised his eyes and looked at me, and we fell silent to each other.

But fortunately, Yamamoto is very good at this kind of thing. Even the prison temple who was originally stinky and completely unwilling, rolled up his sleeves after seeing Tsunayoshi in a difficult situation. The two of them were wearing thick clothes and were in full swing. I started to build a snowman, and it was rare to work together.

I wanted to go up to help, but I was dismissed by the prison temple very disgustingly. Yamamoto also said that it is very simple to pile up this, just let Tsuna and I wait by the side for a while.

There was no other way, I had no choice but to retreat, and together with Gang Ji, the two stood beside me stupidly, like two wooden stakes.

In the midst of boredom, I remembered the conversation I had with my mother in the morning, and I couldn't help but turn my head, and began to observe whether or not Tsuna had a hedgehog head.

Hmm...it is indeed a little messy, I have also commented before that his hair looks like weeds when it is not taken care of.

But in terms of a hedgehog head, it should be that the hair is all standing up like fried hair?... Don't say it, it really looks a bit like it.Is it what mom said?

The more I looked at it, the more I felt it, I gradually became a little dazed, my body unconsciously leaned forward, crossed a safe distance, and came in front of Gang Ji.Gangyoshi:..."

The tip of the ear under the hair began to turn red again.But in this weather, I can't tell if I'm shy or frozen.

Tsunayoshi also tilted his head a little uncomfortably, his body leaned back slightly, his brown eyes looked at me nervously: ... What's wrong, Hina?"

My eyes moved down, and I was attracted by his frozen red nose. The whole person broke away from the impression of a hedgehog, and returned to the image of a rabbit.

A bright red nose, big clear and watery eyes, and soft, fluffy brown hair.It's just a bunny!

I couldn't hold it back, I jumped over and hugged his waist, and rubbed against his neck vigorously: "It's okay, it's just so cute, I like you so much!"

Tsuna hugged me reflexively, as if he had gotten used to my sudden attack, and didn't respond to these words, but lowered his head and grabbed my hand through the furry glove.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will it be cold like this?"

Me:?

Following his gaze, I also lowered my head to look at my gloved hand held by him, not understanding why he would ask such a question.

But then, I had a flash of inspiration, and I suddenly realized something.

Withdrawing my hand from Tsunaki's hand, I took off one of the gloves, and under his puzzled gaze, I took off his hand as well, then grabbed his hand and stuffed it into the pocket of my padded jacket. Said: "It's not cold like this, it's always done like this in TV dramas!"

Tsuna Yoshi: "..."

Gangji: "It's the other way around!!"

He pulled out his hand abruptly, pulled my wrist, stuffed my hand into his own pocket, held it firmly and forced himself to be calm: "It should be like this."

His right hand is holding my left hand, and the couple ring on the middle finger touches the skin closely, bringing a cool touch.

a bit icy...

But the temperature in Tsunayoshi's palm was very warm.

At this time, don't fight with him.

So I raised my face, showed him a big smile, nodded my head and said, "Yeah!"

The author has something to say:

At this time, 8059 after making the snowman:..." (I shouldn't be here, I should be under the car jpg...)