do you like sports

At this moment, a huge air-defense alarm bell sounded in my heart, and I avoided the big troublesome stinky fox in front of me with a guilty conscience. I carefully moved my toes and turned my back to him, pretending to be serious about hygiene. The school looks like my home.

"Well, you heard me wrong, I just didn't..."

Before I finished speaking, a big hand pressed on the top of my head, controlling my Tianling Gai, and straightened my head bit by bit.

Gong Yoo smiled and said to me: "I really heard it."

Hear it when you hear it.

By the way, why am I so afraid of him...

I cleared my throat and said seriously:

"Oh, then this is the same for you. You are twins, you are very athletic, so if you are unfortunately assigned to different teams, the probability of leading the team to victory is the same , In other words, what I mean when I say that Zhijun will win is also equivalent to what you mean, Yu-kun, you will win..."

The look of "make up, you continue to make up" on his face really made me unable to make up.

It can be seen that I was stuck, but Gong You ordered me expectantly: "Continue."

I began to give up the treatment and change to a set of negative rhetoric.

"However, according to my observations on the field, as the setter, you should be even stronger. After all, the position of the setter is the command tower in the team. You need to keep your mind clear and run fast all the time. For Yu-kun, the odds of winning may be..."

"Okay, okay, it's boring, get up."

Gong Yoo interrupted me impatiently, urging me to stand up from the ground.

Isn't that what you want to hear? ! ! !

"Where?"

Isn't there still a long time before class, he is in a hurry to reincarnate.

Piously wish the gods to be a good person in the next life.

Gong Yoo looked back at me angrily, "I bought you yogurt, didn't you spill it just now, or did you say you don't want it?"

"... I want it!"

A kind-hearted dog and fox is rare in a hundred years!

I happily ran up and walked to his side, still muttering non-stop.

"I think, Yu-kun's game in the afternoon will definitely win a big victory! Use your one-stroke mute move to make everyone's habitual reflex shut up, and they dare not even move. Then you can take the opportunity to dribble the ball." Going past, scoring the goal with nothing to stop - wow, what the hell are you doing?"

Gong You couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out his hand to pinch one side of my face, said in a deep voice, "Annoying."

At this time, a big question mark filled my heart:

——Where is my deskmate?

02

"Oh, I suddenly remembered something urgent."

After returning to the classroom, the deskmate who was addicted to social software explained in an exaggerated tone why he disappeared without anyone noticing during the lunch break.

I squinted at her and stared silently.

"It's true, Mr. Kojima asked me to go to him for psychological counseling. At that time, I completely forgot about it in order to have dinner with you."

"So that's the case, I understand."

"...I actually believe that?! Because I said I need psychological counseling?!"

I took it for granted: "Yes, because the credibility is very high."

"Damn it, I'm going to tell those girls in the support club about the mess you had with that pair of palace brothers."

"?!!!! Why didn't I do it——!"

"Blushed, blushed."

I'm going to mention the matter of applying to the class teacher for a seat change on today's itinerary.

Perhaps it was because the determination was expressed too resolutely on her face, the deskmate quickly closed her mouth that was making noise.

Still wanting to win me back, he flattered me: "How about going to eat the famous sea bream chazuke nearby after school."

On the surface, I flipped through the pages of the textbook indifferently, and returned: "It depends on my mood."

I thought in my heart: I really want to go, I heard that the store is super delicious.

03

It's a pity that the plan always can't keep up with the changes.

I completely forgot that I was a student on duty today and had to stay and clean until late.

The tablemate in the home department waved goodbye to me without hesitation, and will definitely share with me the tasting experience of the sea bream chazuke tomorrow.

"roll."

I spat fiercely, and went to pick up the trash without even looking at her.

"Then leave the trash to you, Moriyama-san."

"It's okay, leave it to me, you hurry up and go to the upper part of the job."

"Thanks!"

I put the remaining two rows of tables and chairs neatly back to their original positions, put the broom and dustpan back into the locker, packed up all the rubbish, and tied them tightly.

On the way to the garbage recycling station with two big bags of garbage, I accidentally saw a familiar figure.

The person behind the teaching building... is Gong Yoo?

I was about to walk over to say hello, but I just took a step, only to find another strange girl standing beside him.

Looking at the accessories of the school uniform, it seems to be a senior senior, and at this moment, she is hugging Gong Yoo's arm intimately, almost sticking her whole body on it.

Gong Yoo didn't seem to refuse.

Seeing this scene, I somehow lost the desire to go up and say hello.

Holding the bag tightly in his hand, he turned around and continued walking towards the garbage collection station.

"Snapped."

There was a crisp sound.

I stopped again, and when I turned around, I saw the girl who was smiling just now slap Gong Yoo on the face.

...It's terrible, this scene.

Gong Yoo turned his back to me, not knowing what to say to the other party.

I saw the girl with an angry face suddenly step back half a step, still yelling at him angrily: "Poor—go to hell!"

Then he left Gong Yoo alone, and ran away angrily.

Gong You stood quietly on the spot, her shoulders drooping slightly.

Although she has a height of more than 1.8 meters, she is a little weak and fragile in my eyes at this moment.

By the time I realized it, I had already put down the garbage bag in my hand and ignored it. I kicked over the window and ran towards him.

"...Yu, is it alright?"

The body is one step faster than the brain. When I came to him, I realized that my appearance did not seem to be a good thing.

However, the subconscious concern is more urgent and irrepressible than I imagined.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing my voice, Gong Yoo slowly turned his lower body slightly, facing me.

Only then did I see the expression on his face clearly - Gong Yoo's face did not have the usual sense of frivolity at all. The expressionless face looked very similar to Miyaji, but it made me see it for no reason. At that moment, there was a sense of fear.

...His expression is definitely not all right.

With this, I nervously asked again, "Yu, how are you?"

"what you mean."

He glanced at me lightly, and tried to wipe the place where he was slapped just now with the back of his hand, but unexpectedly, he felt some pain, and his movements froze for a moment.

I didn't miss the slightest change in his body at this moment, so I hurried forward and moved half a step closer to check the condition of his other cheek.

It wasn't very swollen so far, but there was a red mark drawn by the woman's long, sharp nails.

"Why do you ask, you can't say you're okay with this face, don't hide it, I won't laugh at you."

I hurriedly took out a clean handkerchief from my pocket, and I was about to help him wipe the blood on his face.

"Hey, don't move around, don't touch it with your hands, it's better to go to the infirmary to have a look—"

Before I touched his face with the handkerchief, Gong Yoo slapped my hand away.

"Snapped."

Although the force was not strong, the boy's uncontrolled force applied to the back of my hand, which made me feel a deep pain in the back of the hand for a moment, and I lost my grip so that the handkerchief fell to the ground.

"..."

I didn't react to this change, and my eyes were even fixed on him.

So next, I clearly saw subtle changes in those familiar handsome facial features on Gong You's face.

Gong You frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his eyes, half of his face was shadowed, showing an intuitive and clear expression of disgust, and said to me in a straightforward and malicious tone:

"Don't think that our relationship has changed because I kissed you before. Don't stick to it with that complacent look. Stop being sentimental. My business has nothing to do with you."

……what.

I know this face.

A nightmare engraved deep in memory.

In countless nights that were peaceful and gradually faded away, sometimes I would wake up suddenly.

A mass of horrible filth gradually devoured the pure emotion hidden in my heart, I wanted to pretend that I had never been hurt, pretend that nothing happened to continue, and maintain that consistent emotion.

It was the first time I saw him standing in front of a convenience store waiting for nothing.

It was his smile that I hadn't been prepared to see for the first time.

It is a puddle that reflects the green leaves and blue sky after the rain.

It is a white ice cream with a shallow air-conditioning and a sweeter taste.

I thought it was over.

A spell called self-love.

I've known for a long time that one-sided secret love can't get results.

But when the changed self, full of hope, decides to move forward——

Finally, he was knocked down to the bottom of the valley.

What is the difference between me in high school and before?

04

... Gong Yoo left.

I don't know when he left.

I squatted down and kept picking up the handkerchief.

I couldn't pick up the handkerchief, but I lay on my knees, surrounded myself with my arms, and isolated everything from the outside world.

Trapped in one side of the knee's field of vision, tears dripped down and fell on the concrete floor;

And the white handkerchief, which was only more than ten centimeters away, was lying alone at my feet, stained with dust by the sand and stones blown by the wind, and it was no longer clean.

... how long has passed.

I do not know.

The noise of the teaching building slowly faded away, and the cicadas also left me, leaving me here alone.

I was sober from crying.

I think if someone who passed by saw it, they would probably find it strange that I couldn't get up while squatting behind the teaching building.

Maybe there will be funny rumors like bound spirits in the future.

I imagined that some passers-by would make fun of me that had nothing to do with me.

There are people who think I'm weird and behave badly, so they avoid me.

But I never thought that there would be such a person who found me and came to me.

"Mayu, I've been looking for you for a long time, I didn't expect you to be here."

In Miyaji's voice, a trembling tremble could be heard faintly, as if he ran several places specifically to find me, and finally found it after returning in vain many times.

Hearing his voice from the crook of my arms, I trembled slightly, but didn't respond without saying a word.

...I don't know how to face him now.

Don't want to face that face.

I noticed that Miyaji squatted beside me, and even sat down on the ground next to me.

"what are you doing."

Miyaji opened his mouth as usual in small talk.

I finally couldn't help it, the golden beans jumped out one by one, and said aggrievedly:

"...I want to find a hole to get in."

When I thought that I would have misunderstood the idea of ​​taking out a handkerchief just now, I was so embarrassed that I didn't want to face the world.

What Gong Yoo said is right, I do... feel a little bit different from other girls in the hearts of their twins.

To be pointed out so bluntly, the triumphant energy that has gradually gathered recently burst like a bubble, which is really an ugly end.

Miyaji smiled, "Haha, what are you doing drilling, it's not a mole."

"...It's a mouse, a mouse that steals things randomly." I mumbled, with a strong cry mixed in my voice.

"You didn't steal anything." Gong Zhi said, "If the thing belonged to you earlier, it wouldn't be considered stealing."

I don't want to hear any unreasonable poisonous chicken soup.

In short, I feel sad and wronged now and want to cry.

Seeing that I stopped talking, Miyaji also paused for a while.

Just when I thought he was going to leave bored, I heard a rustling sound, and then I found him leaning towards me, and reached out to hold a handful of my hair.

"It's already long, hair."

"..."

Miyaji began to straighten my hair that had been growing long since junior high school.

Because I buried my head in tears and was messed up in the wind for a long time, now I don't even dare to compliment my hair disheveled.

I can't see it, but I can feel the gentle tug on my scalp.

The strands of hair that slipped from his fingers, or the tails of hair curled up by his fingers, seemed to have been cast by some strange magic, conveying a slight itching to me through the scalp.

Then I heard him ask, "Why didn't you wear your hair in a double braid like before?"

I was a little surprised and uncertain: "...do you remember me?"

Gong Zhi said: "Of course I remember, it's not because my hair accidentally fell on me that time, I decided to let it out."

"……no."

My ten fingers grasped the arm slightly, how can I tell him that it is for this reason that I have never deliberately tied my hair after that.

Miyaji didn't mind if he guessed wrong, and continued to stroke my hair casually.

"Silly, if you radiate it, you can also do a head-throwing attack."

"I won't attack you, okay!"

...Um, accidentally, I raised my head.

Even though he saw my tearful face at a close distance, Miyaji laughed, his eyes narrowed, and he put half of his face in one hand, and asked me calmly, "Why?"

"..."

Can't speak.

Miyaji: "Because you like me?"

"...!!!"

I looked at him in surprise, maybe the expression was so shocked that he laughed out loud.

Miyaji supported my face with his palm, and wiped the red corners of my eyes with his fingertips.

Luckily he didn't deal with the snot from my crying, otherwise it would have been embarrassing.

He was looking straight at me, and the grip on his palm didn't let me get rid of him easily.

"Don't you know by now?"

……I know.

How could I not know.

I know this all too well.

When I was in junior high school, the first person I fell in love with was Miyaji.

However, when sending the small cake to the wrong person, it was given to Gong Yoo.

Now, it was impossible for me to misidentify the two of them.

Miyaji and Gongyou are different.

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Daily soul question: So Gong Yoo can find a girlfriend? ? ? ?