People in Tokyo, the world is clear

In the recent days of uncontrollable dullness and depression, I gradually found the right way to express myself and the right tone of voice...

That is indeed the intention.

But her body trembled slightly when he hugged her from behind.

"What are you doing..." Miss Xiazhi cried out in a half-sad, half-joyful tone because of her uncontrollable reaction, "Quick, quick, let go."

"Your condition these past few days is a bit heartbreaking," someone said, describing a phenomenon that required no in-depth observation. "Is it because of me?"

Of course...but, obviously there's no way to say it directly.

The correct approach is to deal with it calmly and muddle through it at the moment, and then gradually adjust your mindset.

The girl tried to break free from the embrace.

But he failed because he subconsciously relaxed his strength.

"No."

I had no choice but to deny it firmly.

But he was determined to ask more questions.

"Then why?"

"I am not sure as well..."

"Because of menstruation?"

"Eh?" After blinking and being stunned for a moment, Qingshan Xiazhi's face suddenly turned red. He subconsciously pushed his arm back and poked his lower abdomen, "You pervert! T-T-T-such a private matter... can you just ask casually?"

"sorry."

"So, loosen up..." She suppressed her voice and almost softened it, maintaining her final strength, "Don't do this..."

"Resistance and annoyance?" he asked from behind. "You've done this to me before. Last time, you didn't refuse my hug. So, is there something I did that made you unhappy?"

"..."

"I'm reluctant to let go until you explain clearly."

"Xiao Lin!" Qingshan Xiazhi suddenly gathered some strength and raised his voice. "Did you forget what I reminded you before? You have a girlfriend! If you continue like this... I'm going to be angry!"

"I just want to give you some strength. I don't want to see you so demoralized. What can I do for something like that?"

"..."

There's nothing I can do. It's already like this...

The mood becomes more and more lost.

An urge to express all my love to you surged in my heart.

But the secret that should not be told has become the wall blocking the throat.

She was silent and speechless.

He still said:

"Regarding the unauthorized intimate actions, I will confess to the person involved and accept punishment. Right now, I just want to resolve your troubles."

What a foul statement.

So why do you care about me?

A strange resentment arose.

But I still listened to him continue speaking in a calm voice:

"Maybe I went too far. I know that revealing vulnerability is, in some ways, more intimate than exposing one's body, but I still can't help but want to peek."

Lin Sen raised his hand and gently stroked the older girl's head:

"There's something you should have known long ago, something I, a foolish and slow-witted person, only recently figured out. The connection between us can't be summed up in simple words. So, when you feel sad, I feel the same way."

"..."

She still didn't speak.

But he could feel that her tense body relaxed a little.

He maintained his posture and continued to express his feelings:

"I'm always happy to do something for you... It's always been like this. I don't know when it started, but your dream has always been pulling me forward. So, when good news comes one after another, I'm really happy, and I look forward to seeing your smile because of it."

As he spoke, the fingers on her head slowly moved to her hair tie.

"Can I undo your braids? If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

"..."

"So..."

After gently pulling on the elastic cord, the girl in front of him let her hair down in front of her for the first time.

She let out a suppressed shy moan, as if her lover was gently unbuttoning her clothes.

And when someone shamelessly turned his head and pressed the side of his face against the shoulder-length hair behind her, it turned into a hum that was almost hard to swallow.

"So, when I saw you like this, I felt really bad. After all, I've imagined you being happy so many times because of my efforts, but I didn't get to see that. It's such a pity."

"Ugh...ah."

She finally couldn't help but gasp.

His body was burning hot—not only because of this obviously excessive action, but also because of the gazes around him.

It was the end of get out of class time at my university, and I was surrounded by students who were either carrying their books back to their dormitories or rushing to their next classes.

Some were curious, some were envious, and some were familiar and indifferent.

But someone ignored it.

Close your eyes, focus only on, and confess to the person in front of you:

"But no matter what, I'm always grateful to have spent every day with you like this from the past to the present. I really hope that it will be like this in the future too."

"Xiao Lin..."

"Remember the last few times you felt unhappy? I think I was there every time. The first time, at the door of the bar. You looked like you wanted to cry but pretended to be strong."

I suddenly felt a little emotional when I got here.

I can't help but continue with this long speech:

"Later, it was about the beginning of our career. You fought and lost again and again, as if you felt you had let someone down. You tried to escape from my sight without even looking back."

"Then... you become disheartened, feeling like everything is in vain, and want to resign yourself to your fate and go home."

"Looking back, I seem to have been there every time. And, in the end, I always figured out a way to patch things up?"

"I suddenly feel a little proud when I think about this. It makes me feel very proud to be able to help you every time."

Then he let out a silly laugh that was so loud that even the girl in front of him shook her body twice.

Even if I was depressed and sad, I was cheered up for a moment by this silly look.

However, the next moment, the topic changed again.

"But this time, it was a real headache. For the first time, I felt helpless. I was so uneasy, so I performed these clumsy operations like an ignorant child. Just now, after thinking for a long time, I finally found the root of the problem."

"...?" The girl involuntarily snorted in confusion—this reaction showed that she was really listening carefully.

I subconsciously hugged this cuteness tightly:

"Exactly. This time, you didn't tell me anything. Whether it was the superficial thoughts or the deepest feelings...it turns out I've been wrong all along. I'm not omnipotent, but you've been using your passionate and unconcealed heart to guide me on what to do."

"!"

"So, I'm actually a little upset today. I really want to help you like I used to, but today I can't do anything. Maybe my behavior is a bit over the line, but please understand me."

Almost instinctively, he gently rubbed his face against her soft hair.

Issue the final declaration:

"As expected, I still want to feel that idiotic pride like before. So, please answer me, okay... How can I help you now?"

This sentence is 100% sincere.

Although he knew clearly how the girl felt about him, he was not sure what she would do in the end.

It was out of this anxiety that I mustered up the courage to express myself in this way.

How would she answer?

What will she choose in the end?

These confusions kept swirling and entangled in my heart, causing my heartbeat to accelerate and my body temperature to become unbalanced.

It is a sense derived from tension.

But in the next second, it fell into a pause that was almost as if time and space were still.

Because, the woman in front of him turned around, and a light appeared in her eyes that almost filled his vision.

She reached over and grasped his shoulders.

Stand on tiptoe.

"..."

!

When the shadows overlapped in the sunlight, the college students around him exclaimed.

I don’t know how long it has been, I can’t count.

When I came to my senses, it was already over.

The woman in front of him covered her flushed face and stomped her feet hard.

"What am I doing..."

As if unable to face it, she suddenly turned around and ran away.

"...Qingshan!"

How could he let her out of his sight like this?

Chapter 113: Unfinished Dream

It felt like being in a Japanese drama that was remembered by later generations, and having a hearty chase.

For Lin Sen, who is now a physical monster in every sense, he probably doesn't feel tired at all, and even feels a bit at ease.

The one who led the way was different——

He was panting so hard that he even stumbled as he climbed the stairs.

He wanted to hide back in his own little house, but his wrist was pinched when he opened the door, and he couldn't lock the door immediately.

But Teacher Lin obviously understood the feelings of the fleeing girl, so he didn't try to hold her tightly with his fingers.

Once he made sure he was inside, he let her break free and stumble into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

Then, he considerately sat in the outer hall for a while, giving her time to relax.

Then he took out the candy jar on the corner cabinet and took a few candies.

He stood at the closed bedroom door and knocked twice.

"I... don't want to see you right now."

A muffled voice came from inside the door panel, still panting, with a complicated tone.

"You just did some intense exercise. You have low blood sugar, and I'm a little worried."

"Why do you remember this kind of thing so clearly..."

The older girl's voice suddenly became filled with resentment, "Besides...my health isn't that bad!"

The girl Xiazhi fell into a strange mood of self-pity and resentment.

But what is more noteworthy and crucial is that the resistance in the tone is gradually fading.

So, without permission, I boldly reached for the door handle——