Chapter One 1
My name is Ge Ruya, and I am a student in Class 1, Grade 2 of Shengying College. Like many other students, I live a life that goes back and forth between school and home. I have good friends at school and a loving mom and dad at home. My grades are OK, my popularity is OK, and I look ordinary, so overall I am OK.
My life has always been in the "okay" stage, without ups and downs, just plain and simple. In Ruiqing's words, my life is a straight line, and I am a carefree girl.
I have lived like this for more than ten years. If nothing unexpected happens, I will continue to live like this until I meet that person. I think all this is destined. I was destined to be late that morning, destined to get into the subway when the doors were about to close, destined to meet the perfect honey in my mind - Tsurugahara.
Since I was little, I have always fantasized that there would be a perfect prince in this world who would become my honey. He must have the noble temperament of a prince, the gentleness and courtesy of a gentleman, and most importantly, he must be perfect, with perfect looks, figure, and intelligence.
In the past, I could only see my perfect honey through dreams and fantasies, but unexpectedly, I met the prince of my dreams on this day.
"Because of the appearance of one person, my life has become extraordinary."
This is a sentence from a pocket romance novel that my deskmate Xiaoyi lent me. I used to be dismissive of such deceptive words in romance novels, but after my own personal experience, I found that those words that seemed childish to many people actually seemed to make sense.
Just like now, I am an ordinary person in school uniform walking on the way to school, but I am doing something not so ordinary - tracking.
First, let me talk about this target person. According to my tracking for more than a month and the information obtained through various gossip channels, his name is Tsurugahara, and he is a genius and top student in Class 3, Grade 2 of the school next door. He appears at the subway station around 7:20 in the morning every day and takes Line 2 to school, and returns on the same line in the afternoon. He is 1.80 meters tall, weighs 65 kilograms, and his measurements... This still needs further investigation.
At present, my tracking career has reached more than a month, and it will continue. I wait at the subway station early every day, and then follow the target person to go to school and go home by Line 2. This kind of tracking has become a habit of mine, and this arduous and great task has added a special fun to my daily study life.
I looked at the handsome figure in sportswear in front of me, and a warm feeling of happiness surged in my heart.
He is so perfect, even the way he walks is so beautiful, with a slender figure, an upright posture, and a gentle smile...
Just like now, after getting off the subway, I have to walk uphill to get to school. Today, there was a cardboard box on the uphill road. A few "woof woof" sounds came from the cardboard box, and then a furry little head appeared from inside. When I saw clearly that it was a puppy, Tsurugahara had already squatted down, and he tore the bread in his hand into pieces and handed it to the puppy's mouth. Seeing the puppy eating the food in Tsurugahara's hand, my eyes moved upwards and saw a gentle and doting smile on Tsurugahara's flawless face.
I covered my chest. He was so beautiful, so handsome, so gentle, and so perfect! How could there be such a perfect person in this world? How could I only be able to watch him from afar after meeting the perfect honey of my dreams?
Just as I was complaining with my head down and stamping my feet, a pair of white sneakers suddenly appeared in my sight. I raised my head suddenly and saw a pair of smiling eyes and the usual tenderness on that familiar handsome face.
Is this a dream?
I secretly pinched my right hand with my left hand - it hurts!
Could this be an illusion?
I reached out and rubbed my eyes. When I opened them again, the person opposite me was still standing in front of me, looking at me gently.
This is real!
I gasped. Could it be that he found out that I was following him and came to me to question me?
I secretly glanced at Tsurugahara who was standing in front of me, and couldn't help but think that maybe he discovered that I was actually a cute girl, so he came to confess his love to me, but this possibility was too small, he probably didn't know me.
Last time on the subway, I called him "honey" like a fangirl, and he just looked at me with a smile, helped me steady, said "be careful" and never spoke to me again. Logically, he should not remember me.
I was daydreaming when Tsurugahara suddenly squatted down in front of me. I looked at him in surprise and was about to move when I heard him say, "Your shoelaces are loose. You will trip when you walk later." After that, he reached out to help me tie my shoelaces.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still. I looked at Tsurugahara's profile, the distinct outline, the high nose bridge, the thin lips, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth. Looking at his slender fingers entwined with my white shoelaces, I suddenly thought: Let it be, time just stop at this moment, the world just stop at this moment, everything stops at this moment.
"Okay." He stood up and smiled at me gently, "This way you won't trip."
"Thank you, thank you! I, I..."
Oh no, I can't speak when I see his eyes. Now I can't even utter a complete sentence.
"Haha." He suddenly laughed softly and pointed at the Shengying College uniform on me. "Are you from Shengying College? It seems like I've been there before."
What? What does he mean by that? Does he know I'm following him? Oh my god, will he think I'm a stalker? What should I do? What should I do?
Just when I was at a loss, I heard his pleasant voice again: "Are you lost?"
How could I not seize this God-given opportunity? I nodded quickly, "Yeah, I'm lost."
"Your school is right behind you, classmate, all you have to do is turn around and walk forward." Hearing Tsurugahara's words, I turned around excitedly -
"boom!"
I hit the telephone pole behind me hard.
It hurts! But no matter how much it hurts, it's better than being embarrassed in front of my beloved. I saw Tsurugahara nervously approaching me to ask about my condition. I quickly covered my head and ran forward, turning back to wave at Tsurugahara as I ran: "That...Tsurugahara, thank you, ah——" I fell to the ground in a dog-eat-shit posture, wuwuwu... This time I was really embarrassed. I endured the pain, and while the people behind me hadn't caught up, I stood up with a somersault and ran to school.
There were still so many people on the subway, and I was pushed and shoved by others. It seemed that the school uniform that my mother washed and ironed for me last night would be sacrificed again. I sighed helplessly, staring at a person.
Today, Tsurugahara is wearing a grey Adidas sportswear, the latest model for this spring. The low-key and comfortable style suits him very well. The delicate white earphones are plugged into his ears. The sharp outline makes him look very noble, especially his long eyelashes, which cast a fan-shaped shadow on his eyelids, which is really handsome.
On this subway where good and bad people gather, this person can be so clean as if he is standing in another world, not polluted by the turbid air here at all.
I thought to myself, if there really is a prince in this world, it should be like this. What prince, fairy tale, my little heart, can you be reserved for a moment?
Even though I knew he couldn't see me, I still touched my face unconsciously. It was so hot. I could still blush. It's been more than a month. Why does my face still turn red like a tomato when I look at him? Is this what is called unrequited love? I'm really hopeless. Ge Ruya, Ge Ruya, you've lived for so many years in vain. How come you don't even have this little bit of self-control?
When I thought about how I made a fool of myself when I followed him last time, my face turned even redder. I quickly found a corner where he couldn't see me and hid myself, then secretly stuck my head out and stared at him.
But things did not go as planned. Just when I had just hidden in the corner, a sharp voice suddenly rang out: "You stepped on my foot. It hurts so much!"
I quickly turned around and saw a pretty girl in a pink plaid skirt. She was looking at me angrily with blame in her eyes.
"Yes, sorry, it's too crowded, I..." Realizing that I accidentally stepped on her, I quickly bowed my head to apologize, wondering as I apologized, why is such a beautiful girl so terrible when she blames others? At this time, I didn't know that the girl who was blaming me at this moment would give me many opportunities to feel her terribleness in the future.
"Hmph! Can an apology stop the pain in my feet? I've never seen anyone as stupid as you. You can't even stand." The beautiful girl was still talking, but I stood there stupidly, not knowing what to say.
I have already apologized to her, do I have to kneel down and rub her feet now? It is obviously a small matter, and I didn't really hurt her.
"I don't think she did it on purpose." A gentle voice sounded, and I quickly raised my head. A gentle smile, slightly pursed lips, and an angular face, who else could it be but Tsurugahara?
I just saw him smiling at the girl, then looking at me and saying, "Besides, she's already apologized, so stop blaming her, okay?" His voice was very gentle, and even the words accusing others sounded very nice coming out of his mouth.
The girl blushed immediately . Maybe it was because it was the first time she met a prince-like boy like Tsurugahara. She even became shy when looking at him. She said "hmm" softly and said no more.
"Um..." I gently tugged at the corner of Tsurugahara's clothes and looked at him as if he were an idol, "Thank you!"
I didn't expect him to come to help me. The first time he helped me tie my shoelaces, and this time he helped me out. He is really a very gentle person. He didn't know me, but he still helped me out. I was really touched.
"Haha." Tsurugahara laughed softly, looking at me with a look of helplessness for some reason, "Don't be so careless all the time. It makes me worried."
Huh? What is he talking about? Worried? Is Tsurugahara telling me that he is worried about me? Is that true?
I looked at him and completely forgot to respond. I just kept smiling at him foolishly. I didn't even hear him say "We've arrived". I just stared at a certain place and smiled foolishly.
"Hey, classmate, are you from Shengying College?" an old lady suddenly called me.
"Ah? Yes, what's wrong?" I came to my senses and looked at the old lady who called me with some confusion. How did she know that I was a student of Shengying College? Could it be that this seemingly honest old lady was an undercover agent of the Academic Affairs Office? Had the Academic Affairs Office been alerted? Was my secret crush that obvious?
The old lady looked at me in a mysterious way, which made my hair stand on end. Finally, I heard her say helplessly: "I can tell from your school uniform that you are from Shengying College, kid, you have arrived."
What?
I suddenly raised my head and looked at the red arrival indicator light. My tears were about to flow. Why is it like this again? I glanced at the location of Tsurugahara Station before - he was gone! God, please give me a pair of wings, at least as big as a bee!
I gritted my teeth and charged forward!
"Ah! Thank you, please make way!"
I squeezed and squeezed until I felt like I was about to be squeezed into a piece of paper. But just before the subway door closed, I successfully squeezed out.
Looking at my reflection on the billboard, I looked so disheveled. My hair was as messy as a bird's nest and my school uniform was as wrinkled as a rag.
Alas, it was this school uniform that saved me, otherwise I would have been scolded by that unscrupulous head teacher. One day I will be crushed by this abominable subway. Will I be considered a national hero who died bravely?
I was walking on the way to school, thinking about all sorts of things. At this moment, a sweet voice suddenly reached my ears.
"Tsurugahara."
My hands, which were adjusting the hem of my school uniform, stopped moving. Although the sound was not loud, it still startled me so much that I turned around quickly as if I had been electrocuted.
Just across from me, about three meters away, a girl was holding a pink envelope in her hands, staring at Tsurugahara with eyes full of love. The girl's face was red, and she was biting her lips, looking extremely shy.
Seeing her like this, it was the first time I felt that blushing was a shameful thing.
"Tsurugahara, I...I like you!"
"Who are you?"
"I'm Xin Xin, a sophomore at Shengying College. You can just call me Xin Xin."
"Oh, Hello!"
"I……"
Isn't that the girl who just scolded me on the subway? What is she going to do now? Does she know Tsurugahara? Then why didn't she say hello to him on the subway just now? This situation... Is this a confession?
I stood there stiffly, eager to see Tsurugahara's reaction, but what I saw was his smiling face, and my head suddenly exploded.
How can this be? Tsurugahara is obviously the person I like, this is too much!
I was filled with rage and couldn't calm down. This was too much! How could someone confess to Tsurugahara in front of me? Why would someone confess to Tsurugahara before me?
I don't want to listen! The anger has completely messed up my mind. I don't want to hear anything, I don't want to see anything, I just want to leave here immediately, leave this place that makes me angry and sad.
But why should I be angry? Why should I be angry? I am not related to him.
A bitter taste suddenly welled up in my heart. During the more than one month of stalking, I had already regarded Tsurugahara as a part of my life, so I subconsciously thought that Tsurugahara was mine and no one else could get close to him. However, even if we had contact twice, it was nothing. He didn't even know my name.
A layer of mist covered my eyes. I gritted my teeth and walked forward, not knowing where to go.
"The subway is running fast, my love is a little tired, I am a little drunk, my destination is always your next stop..."
My cell phone rang at an inopportune time, and the anger I had suppressed was completely ignited by this familiar ringtone. At that time, I changed this ringtone only because of Atsuhara He, to remind myself to wait for him on Line 2. Although I could only watch him from a distance on the subway every time, I was happy, cheerful, and full of hope at that time, instead of being full of anger and jealousy like now.
I took out my cell phone, and the words "Tsurugahara" flashed on the screen. The picture of him listening to music with his head down also kept flashing along with the three words.
Looking at the phone in my hand with Tsuruga Hara's portrait flashing continuously, listening to the song "Subway" which represents my sweet mood, and then thinking about the scene I just saw, my emotions finally couldn't be controlled anymore. I gritted my teeth and threw the phone in my hand against the wall.
"It's wrong to litter everywhere. What if it hits a child? Even if it doesn't hit a child, it's still not good to hit the flowers and plants."
