[Xunsi]May Be a Dream

It was getting dark, and the school's after-school club activities had already ended, and the students had left the school. Perhaps only their clubs had not finished their activities in the empty campus.

In the music classroom, the incandescent lights were on, and the teenagers were sitting on the piano chairs together. Shinji was next to Nagisa Kaoru, leaning his head on Nagisa Kaoru's shoulder, and fell asleep holding each other's hands tightly.

Nagisa Kaoru occasionally looked at the closed classroom door, Misato did not let them go home, but took Asuka and Ayanami away, and she would definitely come back after Asuka calmed down.

The tick-tock of the disc clock above the door, and the sound of Shinji's steady breathing, the campus without students was unusually quiet.

Shinji's hand that was clasped tightly was caressing the back of the other's hand boredly. The back of the hand with blue blood vessels was not as white as his, but full of lifeless paleness, and even a slight bulge could be felt by lightly pressing with the fingertips. blood vessels and phalanx.

Boom, boom, the door of the classroom was opened, Misato stuck her head in, and said with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, it seems a bit late, it's such a mess... Can Zhu-kun send Ayanami home?" Misato winked at Kaoru Nagisa Right eye, with a wink.

Shinji also woke up slowly, and saw Misato's blurry figure when he opened his eyes, he rubbed his eyes and shook his head.

"Shinji-kun, can you go home first? It's already past six o'clock, and Lingbo's home is in a different direction from ours. Teacher Katsuragi and I will take her home."

Shinji, who just woke up, said anxiously: "Then, isn't that..."

"Shinji-kun can do it."

"Hey, I'm counting on you, Sensei, Shinji!"

Kaoru closed the piano, carried Shinji's cello on her back, and followed Misato out of the classroom.

Silently picking up his schoolbag, Shinji turned off the headlights in the classroom, and darkness fell immediately.

He didn't know where Asuka would show up, but he was destined to walk the same way home as Asuka that night, which made him feel depressed and hesitant.

I don't want to see Asuka so soon, but it's not an option to procrastinate. How can I speak when we meet?Probably will be scolded again, and then have no power to fight back, will it make things worse?

He frowned, and slowly pushed open the classroom door and walked out.

"Really, it's so slow!" Asuka was standing by the door of the classroom, with her hands crossed, still looking down at Shinji with her exclusive contemptuous eyes.

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Shinji stared blankly with his eyes wide open, then lowered his head, feeling the sharp eyes in the dimness.

Sure enough, this is the case again, but her voice seems a little dull?Did you cry?

Asuka didn't continue to taunt or mock Shinji, but just walked ahead of Shinji, both of them remained silent.

They walked on the one-way river bank, the sky was already full of silver stars, and the moon was just beginning to shine.

The creek was rushing, and the footsteps were neither slow nor hurried, more like wandering than advancing.

Suddenly, the sound of shoes rubbing against rough sand rang in his ears, too clear in the night, and Shinji raised his head.

On the bridge, Asuka turned around to face Shinji, crossed her hips, pursed her lips, glared at him angrily and shouted, "Idiot, let me ask you one last time, what do you think?!" There was no contempt and dissatisfaction in her eyes.

The girl simply asked, suppressing the commotion in her heart.

"Eh? What do you think... yes, yes, I... am I treating you?" Can't answer, what, what do you mean.

"Of course!" To you, isn't this guy always pretending not to know who he is?

No more rampaging like a lion who was turned away, knock patiently and presumably get something else.

No matter which world he is in, Shinji feels that Asuka is the one who resembles him the most and least resembles him. When the two are together, it is just a fierce collision.

Have you ever thought that the fierce collision is for getting along quietly, waiting for the final neutralization?

This requires a key, an opportunity.

Shinji straightened his body, and stammered: "I, I, think that Asuka is very good. She can do everything very well, even if she is alone. It is very good, not like me at all." , Has it turned red?

"Go on."

"I really want to get along well with Asuka. I hope Asuka won't scold me. It will be very uncomfortable. I'm not as smart as Asuka. Many times I don't know what to do. I hope Asuka can give me time."

"It doesn't look like praise, and it doesn't look like criticism. It's so strange." Asuka pouted her lips and said, "Seeing you go around in circles like this, I won't be able to go home tonight. One last question! Do you... like me? It's that kind of liking!" She blinked unnaturally, and her eyes fell on the river.

"Ah?!" The question he knew earlier still frightened him.

"Hurry up and answer!"

"Oh..." Shinji took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "I don't like Asuka... Asuka! No..."

Asuka immediately stared at Shinji, bit her lower lip angrily, and roared with all her strength: "You bastard! You big bastard! I hate you the most!" After the roar, tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't help sobbing Voice.

"Why do I just like you, idiot... woo..." Asuka's tears burst out immediately, and she began to cry.

"Sorry……"

"I don't want you to be sorry!"

"I, what I like is not you, I'm sorry, Asuka!" After the boy finished speaking, he ran away desperately.

He left the crying girl like this, and he found a little relief in his heart, but there was still guilt towards another Asuka in that corner.

Under the starry sky, the boy ran with all his might.