Xiangyang-kun, come here

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Almost the second Xiangyang left, I looked at him and wanted to speak.

After kissing, he closed his eyes completely, his mouth was tightly squeezed, his cheeks puffed up, like a bun with a fox's slit, and he made a humming sound.

I said frankly, "You kissed wrong."

"Eh?!" Xiangyang opened his eyes, the bright red has not faded from his cheeks.

I explained: "You just pouted."

"..." Xiangyang touched his mouth in a daze, "I...did I pout?"

...Is this person completely unaware of his actions?

I nodded affirmatively: "Of course, you pout like a child."

"..." Xiangyang lost his color with a "dang", and was about to be blown away by the wind.

"Then I..."

What Xiangyang wanted to say, I didn't hear, and said directly: "Go back quickly, I want to sleep."

Xiangyang swallowed the original words abruptly, "Okay..."

As soon as I went back, I fell asleep with my pillow on my arms as usual, and my shoulder-length black hair covered part of my side face with my movements.

The quiet environment and the gradually rising temperature make people's consciousness quickly sink into dreams.

***

Big fail.

Xiangyang didn't take a nap, just lying on the desk staring at Xiaohui's sleeping face in a daze.

She slept soundly, the flesh of her face was piled up a little under the pressure of her arms, a few strands of black hair were caught by her arms, and then curved out in an arc.

Others brushed her face lightly, black hair and white skin.

Hmm... did he really pout?

Xiangyang tries hard to recall.

Can't recall.

I just remember that the touch on my lips is incredibly soft, and it sinks in as soon as I touch it. It is more attractive than anything else, and there is no metaphor to describe it.

The heart speeds up familiarly.

After the kiss, Xiangyang herself didn't respond, but she directly exposed the problem.

Xiao Hui raised her round almond eyes to look at him with her usual serious expression.

Woohoo...really?He pouts?Didn't realize it at all...!

Maybe it was his sister Xiaoxia who was in-laws in the past, and he imitated it in a daze and flustered for no reason.

"..."

In short, big, lose, lose.

He stared at Xiao Hui's sleeping face, thinking more and more frustrated, his expression collapsed, like a rabbit with ears turned down.

Mainly, pouting is too bad...! !Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! !

He silently rubbed his head against the surface of the desk, screaming inwardly.

***

I woke up and said goodbye to Xiangyang everyday.

I don't know why, but I always feel that his expression is limp when he leaves...

I looked at his back and blinked.

The class in the afternoon was a bit boring, and there was a Mandarin class. I listened to the teacher's lecture, and I was confused and confused.

Just a simple sentence, can you still explain it like this?

I wrote notes in my textbook with a sigh of bewilderment.

Then Kageyama-kun was pulled up again to answer questions.

I silently looked at his cold and arrogant back: "..."

Even though the temperament looks cold, but I always feel that sometimes it is silly...

The same is true of his answer. Even the teacher showed a question mark expression, feeling like he understood but didn't understand, and silently asked him to sit down.

After class, I sat for a long time and prepared to go out for a stroll.

But just happened to meet the familiar orange hedgehog at the door.

I was taken aback: "Xiangyang?"

"Xiaohui..." He smiled, and handed me the things in his hand, "Return the things."

It's an umbrella.

It should be lent to that crying girl on a rainy day last time.

I took it: "Ah, good."

I didn't think about anything, but Xiangyang deliberately explained a few more words: "She is a classmate in our class, and it seems that she will be called by the club to help. If I don't have time, I will help her and return it to Xiaohui."

Me: "Oh."

The umbrella was tightly bound, and the size became much smaller, neat and tidy.

I don't need to sort it out.

Huaqi people are very nice.I thought of it because of this.

Xiangyang scratched his face, and said awkwardly: "... Is Xiaohui going out?"

Yes I am."

"Me too!" After Xiangyang finished speaking, he felt that he was very anxious again, and added slowly, "It's just that I'm tired from sitting for a long time..."

I didn't find anything strange: "Okay, then let's go together."

Xiangyang smiled shyly: "Okay."

We just walked in the corridor for a certain distance, during which we seemed to meet a few classmates from Xiangyang, they laughed a few times and said, "Hinata, is this the girlfriend you boast about every day and cling to?"

Xiangyang blushed and retorted: "...I'm not that clingy either!"

I nodded: "Indeed."

Xiangyang immediately opened his eyes wide and turned to look at me with surprise.

I looked back: "...?"

Why does he have a hesitant expression of "Can I be more clingy?"

I:"?"

When he walked back and was about to reach the classroom, Xiangyang plucked up the courage to say: "That...Xiaohui."

What's wrong with me?"

He said, "We can go together after school today."

Me: "Okay, then I'll find you, or you can find me."

Xiangyang paused: "Hmm!"

Then separate.

***

The time is pushed back to the break of the first class in the afternoon.

Xiangyang was originally sitting on the seat chatting and laughing with his friends, when suddenly a timid girl came over, her voice was very low: "That... Hinata-kun, can I ask you a few questions?"

He froze for a moment, and recognized the other party as the girl who cried on a rainy day last time.

"Can……?"

She lowered her head and didn't look at him, and said falteringly: "I want to ask... do you know Ainoe from class three?"

Xiangyang's smile froze.

Not only did he know her, she was also his cutest girlfriend.

But the sixth sense told him that it was not that simple, so he only answered her question: "Yes."

"I borrowed her umbrella last time, and I just wanted to return it to her in the next few days... The weather forecast said that it might rain tomorrow, so I have to return it today, but I have an emergency club activity in the afternoon, and I can't wait until after class, so I hope Hinata-kun Can you do me a favor..."

"Help me tell Ainoe if I can return it to her tomorrow."

It was this.

Xiangyang smiled brightly: "Yes."

The girl didn't leave, hesitating, obviously wanting to say something else.

Xiangyang didn't ask any more questions, but just waited.

Until her shy voice came over: "...I want to ask, does Ainoe have any good friends or...boyfriends?"

Xiangyang: "???"

She panicked: "I don't mean anything else! I'll just ask..."

"Ah..." Xiangyang paused, scratched his face, glanced away, and then turned back, there was no smile on his face, just a normal expression—the kind of normal expression that answers class questions, "Yes, it's me. "

She was taken aback: "What is there?"

"Boyfriend, yes," Xiangyang paused, then smiled embarrassedly, "It's me."

"..."

"By the way, classmate Hua Qi," Xiangyang smiled, and the sunshine was kind, "Maybe it will rain tomorrow morning. How about I help you pay it back?"

"Ah...OK, thank you..." She might be a little embarrassed, but she agreed without thinking.

So the unraveled umbrella was transferred to his hand.

Hua Qi returned to her seat.

Xiangyang looked away after taking a look, and lowered his head to carefully fix every wrinkle of the umbrella.

In fact, Hua Qi has already done a good job, but he made the umbrella even better on the basis of cleanliness.

Flatten it, then tie it tightly and fasten the buttons.

The size of the umbrella is more than doubled and it is very convenient to carry.

Xiangyang stared at the umbrella for a moment.

... If Hua Qi wants to be friends with Xiao Hui, he is actually very happy, because Xiao Hui deserves more and better people.

But...he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he said this kind of superficially helpful, but actually possessive words.

……fail.Big failure of self-management.

Xiangyang closed his eyes.

He has always been full of positive emotions in love, and he is also a passionate and positive person in life.

Falling in love is different from volleyball.

He will always love volleyball. Even if he loses, he will stand up resolutely in a moment of sadness and move forward again. He will not keep negative emotions in his heart for too long.

But love is not like that.

Negative emotions often accompany positive ones.

He is happy that her friends have increased, but at the same time, he is sad that her friends have increased and occupied her time and memory.

He was happy that she had more positive discussions among her peers because of her excellence, but he was also angry at the occasional spoiled words of love from others.

Xiaohui is beautiful, good at math, and good at track and field, but why do you talk about such easy and insincere words as "It's so good, I really want to follow it up".

Xiangyang was very angry, and almost every time he heard it, he would step up and argue.

Senior Xigu saw it last time...Xiang Yang thought he would try to persuade him to fight, but after knowing the reason, he directly joined the battle.

Later, Xiangyang was moved beyond measure: "Senior..."

Xi Guxi waved his hand: "Small things!"

In fact, this kind of thing can be said to be big or small, but Xiangyang can't hear anything similar.

Sometimes Xiaohui would say some good things about others, first he was happy that she was willing to share with him, and then he was jealous... To be honest, it was the first time he was jealous.

In the past, this kind of emotion was too far away from him, but now it can be aroused only by words.

But Xiangyang suppressed it very well, and at most changed the subject without a trace.

Unless he feels a bad threat, otherwise he will not act rashly, which will make Xiaohui unhappy.

There are many, many more thoughts of "wanting to hug" that often pop up when approaching Xiaohui.

The thoughts of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"" of "I still want to kiss".

When I was busy and couldn't meet her, "I really miss Xiaohui" and "I hope to make her smaller and put her in my pocket, so that I can only talk to me."

When talking with Hua Qi, "I don't want them to meet" pops up... This kind of.

Anyway, he can't control himself to keep positive, sunny and make her happy forever.

He also wanted—it should be said very, very much, to get Xiaohui's full attention and love.This kind of possession and possession will make him feel completely different from the usual heartbeat.

More heartbeat, more able to mobilize the body cells to boil.

Xiangyang waited until the next class was over before going to her with an umbrella.

The sorted umbrellas, which were exactly the same as when they were newly bought, were bundled into the smallest size and handed to her.

Xiangyang has been with her for a long time, even if Xiaohui's expression remains unchanged, she can still find subtleties.

For example, she blinked her eyes when she received such an umbrella that had been tidied up so carefully, her eyebrows moved slightly, and the corners of her pursed lips loosened indiscernibly.

Ah, Xiaohui is very happy.

Xiangyang thought for a while, but didn't say that he tidied it up by himself, but just laughed sincerely following her joy.

There is no need to destroy the moment, the happiness of helping others and getting feedback is different from the happiness of boyfriend helping to organize, not to mention the sense of gap in knowing the truth, which may reduce the joyful emotions.

Even if Xiaohui thinks it was Hua Qi who did it, it doesn't matter, because he will always do better, more careful, and make her happier in Xiaohui's affairs.

This matter is just a small one. There are many, many things he will do in the past and the future, so there is no need to be entangled in this matter.

Strangely, Xiangyang now feels that it's okay for Hua Qi to make him uncomfortable just now.

Because no one can love Xiaohui more than him.

No one can look at her more attentively and understand her better than him.

Not even Xiaohui herself.

Because he has worked so hard that he has left no room for it, he is already at the top, and no one in the world can move forward.

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