DIARY Four A fact that can no longer be denied 1
Wednesday, May 18th, sunny
When confessing,
What you lack most is courage, right?
Maybe this is a very happy moment.
The next second it became a memory.
I felt uneasy inside.
Should I confess to you now?
I started to have wild thoughts and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.
I feel like I'm going crazy.
When your mind is always full of someone,
Just confess bravely.
God is warning me not to get too close to certain people.
The next morning I was awakened by a nightmare.
In the dream, Yuan Cheye stood in front of me arrogantly. He handed me a round object that looked like an egg. I wanted to throw it away, but the egg seemed to be stuck to my hand and I couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard I tried.
"Haha, idiot."
"Fool."
"Fool."
Yuan Cheye called me this over and over again with a smug laugh. What shocked me even more was that the egg grew bigger and bigger with every "idiot" he called me. Finally, I was overwhelmed by that "invincible idiot" and gradually lost my breath...
The direct consequence of the nightmare was that I walked out of the house with dark circles under my eyes, looking listless and limping.
As I walked onto the road to the community, I heard a loud motorcycle engine noise.
Who is it? It's so early in the morning. Don't you know if this will disturb other people's sleep? I looked back in the direction of the voice.
"ah!!"
I screamed in fright, and the sleepiness disappeared without a trace.
A black heavy motorcycle stopped arrogantly behind me, almost in close contact with me.
"Stupid, with your short legs, how long will it take you to get to school?"
"Well……"
You don't need to look up to know it's that guy Yuan Cheye.
I ignored him and continued limping forward.
"Hey, you won't be able to leave tomorrow."
The corners of my mouth twitched, and a fierce fire burned in my heart.
"Yuan Cheye..." I gritted my teeth, turned around angrily and glared at him who was riding on the motorcycle.
His golden hair fluttered in the air, creating a brilliant halo in the sunlight. His white shirt swelled up due to the wind. His three-dimensional and delicate facial features looked even more charming and vivid against his smile.
He seemed to not feel my anger at all, and continued to look at me with a bright smile. This smile immediately captivated my heart, and my anger subsided, and a wave of heat appeared on my face.
"Forget it, I'll be a good person again and give you a ride to school."
"Oh." I stared blankly at him as he slowly approached, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
"Idiot, get on." The motorcycle stopped beside me and he pointed at the back seat in a cool manner.
"Hey! I'm not..." Before I could even utter the word "idiot" I was pulled into the back seat by him.
"Sit still!" he said, shaking his golden hair proudly.
"Hey, you only have one helmet, right? What should I do?"
Yuan Cheye raised his eyebrows, picked up the yellow helmet and put it on my head without any gentleness.
"So idiots are so talkative! Wear it. What if you hit your head and become even more stupid?"
Although my face was scratched by the hard corner of the hat and it hurt a bit, for some reason, I felt sweet in my heart because of his rude behavior.
At that moment, it was like countless colorful bubbles exploded in my heart, so colorful.
Yuan Cheye looked at me strangely because I was unusually silent. My heart started beating wildly. I was afraid that he would see through me, so I quickly pointed forward and shouted in a disguised manner:
"Let's go, we're going to be late."
The campus was still filled with a thin white mist in the morning, and the sun shone through the mist to illuminate the world. There was still mist on the leaves on the roadside, and each drop sparkled with crystal light.
As soon as Yuan Cheye rode his motorcycle with me into the campus, he attracted countless people's attention.
"Hey, stop! Stop right there!"
Suddenly, there was a roar from the front. I turned slightly to look over Yuan Cheye's shoulder, and my heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, it's the dean! It will be terrible if he catches me!
The motorcycle and the dean of studies were getting closer and closer, but Yuan Cheye had no intention of slowing down. Instead, he accelerated towards the dean of studies.
I clutched the corner of Yuan Cheye's clothes anxiously, and the dean's face became paler and paler.
The distance is getting closer!
Through the brown helmet glass, I could almost see the blue veins on the Dean's forehead. But just when he was only one step away from the Dean, the motorcycle suddenly turned left and passed the Dean.
I was still in shock until Yuan Cheye parked the motorcycle at the edge of the playground far away from the teaching building .
"Get off." He stopped the motorcycle and ordered me bluntly.
"Huh?"
"If you sit in the back, I can't do those cool moves and I can't hear the screams of beautiful girls. Then, isn't it meaningless for me to ride a motorcycle to school?" He explained to me "patiently".
"Cool..." I jumped out of the car angrily, and accidentally sprained my injured ankle again. Yuan Cheye was quick to grab hold of me and I didn't fall.
I shook his hand off unhappily: "You almost bumped into the dean just now, did you know that?"
Yuan Cheye glanced at me, took off my helmet, got back on the bike, smiled indifferently and said:
"Fool!"
"Hey..." Before I could express more dissatisfaction, he rode away on his motorcycle in a cool manner.
Hello, Yuan Cheye...
I haven't asked you why you left me so far away from the teaching building!
besides……
I want to tell you - I was actually just worried about you.
I crossed the entire playground step by step with difficulty and finally arrived at the classroom before the bell rang.
He glanced at the seat in front of him with resentment, and found that Yuan Cheye had not arrived yet.
Strange! Is he riding his motorcycle slower than I am limping, or is he so focused on being cool that he forgot the time?
I pouted, put my schoolbag away, and was about to take out my textbook...
boom!
There was another familiar loud noise.
Just like yesterday, Yuan Cheye walked into the classroom with a shocking kick on the door.
The furious class teacher followed behind him: "Yuan Cheye! It seems that you have no remorse at all! You just bumped into the bulletin board and fell down, and now you kicked the classroom door! You! Go clean the playground for a week and reflect on your behavior!"
What?!
As soon as the words "hit the bulletin board and fell down" entered my ears, I stood up from my seat.
I stared at Yuan Cheye, who was smiling brightly, and only after confirming that he was not injured did I breathe a sigh of relief and feel at ease.
But suddenly I heard a voice questioning in dissatisfaction: "Ye Xiya , why did you stand up suddenly? It's already class time, don't you know?"
Cold sweat! I forgot in excitement...
I turned my head tremblingly, only to see my class teacher staring at me angrily.
"me……"
"Teacher, why do we have to clean the playground? It's so boring!" Just as I was stammering and tongue-tied, Yuan Cheye suddenly spoke lazily.
Suddenly, the class teacher's attention was diverted.
"You, you, you! If you keep being so lazy, I'll notify your parents to come to school!"
"Haha, okay, then I'll leave it to you, teacher!" He waved his hand indifferently, strode to his seat, and secretly winked at me before sitting down.
Why are you making faces like that? Are you laughing at me?! I glared back at him fiercely, but all I saw was a golden head.
"Yuan Cheye! Who told you to sit down? Stand in the corridor and reflect on yourself!" The class teacher was almost driven crazy by Yuan Cheye.
"Okay, okay, I'll go out and stand. Shouldn't the teacher also ask this idiot standing here to sit down?"
"You!" The class teacher looked at me impatiently, waved me to sit down, and then asked again when Yuan Cheye was about to walk to the door, "Yuan Cheye, the dean said that he saw you bring a girl to school this morning. Who is that girl?"
Boom boom!
My heart suddenly rose to my throat.
Damn! I'm going to be exposed! Will Yuan Cheye betray me?
I looked at Yuan Cheye uneasily, but he didn't even look at me. He just raised his head slightly and threw a nonsensical remark to the class teacher.
"The dean is very old."
"Um?"
"So it's not surprising that your eyesight is blurry."
After saying that, Yuan Cheye strode out of the classroom: "Teacher, I'm going to start reflecting on myself. Please don't disturb me if you have nothing to do!"
The next class started with the class teacher in an extremely depressed and resentful mood.
I spent the entire class staring at the empty seat in front of me, wondering: Yuan Cheye should know that riding a motorcycle to school is against school rules, but why did he still do it? He didn't seem to care at all about the school notifying his parents, which is the top priority that all students are afraid of facing?
I recalled the day I met Yuan Cheye's father. He seemed very cold and had a bad temper. If he knew that Yuan Cheye was causing trouble at school, I don't know what terrible things would happen...
Well, I wonder how Yuan Cheye is doing now? He didn't say my name just now, which was considered as protecting me, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to worry about him a little bit now... He must be very hard to stand for a whole class...
Time passed slowly as I was lost in my thoughts. When the get out of class was finally over, I immediately ran to the corridor and got in front of Yuan Cheye. When I took a closer look, I realized that I was a complete idiot!
The guy himself showed no signs of worry at all, he was openly sleeping, standing straight but with his eyes tightly closed.
And I was actually always worried about him.
Two raging flames of anger suddenly burned in my eyes, and my hands couldn't help but sweep towards his head.
"ah!!!"
He screamed in pain and opened his hazy eyes, not knowing what had happened. He slowly glanced at me and saw me smiling with a look of gloating.
"Oh, there was a flying insect on your head just now, I helped you get rid of it."
"Oh...really?" He didn't doubt it. He asked back and continued to close his eyes.
"Still sleeping? get out of class is over now."
"Hmm? Oh..."
He staggered towards the classroom, and fell asleep again as soon as he touched the desk.
fall!
I suddenly felt that he was more mysterious than I had imagined, and I couldn't figure out his thoughts at all. As a result, I spent the whole day staring at the back of his head in a daze.
"Ding-ling-ling..." The school bell rang, and students who had finished a day's classes rushed out of the classrooms.
I waited quietly until everyone in the class had left before I went to the playground with my schoolbag on my back.
As expected, Yuan Cheye was seen sitting leisurely on the grass in the playground from a distance, with the broom several feet away from him.
He was looking up at the sky blankly, and his back looked exactly the same as what I saw yesterday.
The sunset in the distant sky was crimson, and the gorgeous colors mesmerized my eyes. Under the sunset, his perfect and slender figure was like an ethereal dream, as if it would burst like bubbles in the summer if I made a little sound or touched it with my hand.
Is he watching the sunset?
Why are you looking so intently?
"What are you thinking about?" I asked unconsciously, breaking the strange silence.
I walked gently to his side and sat down, I tilted my head to look at him, but was instantly struck by his lonely expression and became dazed.
But in just a blink of an eye, he raised the corners of his mouth and looked at me. His smile was bright and clear, without any trace of sadness.
"When the setting sun gradually descends to the other side of the clouds, the day slowly comes to an end. This is when everyone goes home...Hahahaha, the sunset at this time really looks like a painting I've seen before, by Anthony or something. Wow, the sunsets he painted are really this beautiful."
At first, his voice was a little low, but then he raised it and used his hands to gesture to the shape of the sunset in the sky.
I wanted to keep silent, but my throat was itchy, so I couldn't help but answer weakly: "Anthony's painting is a sunrise..."
"Hmm? Anyway...it's almost the same." He smiled awkwardly.
Wow, that’s a big difference, okay?
"Hey, you're just going to sit here all the time. Aren't you going to clean up?"
"I'm a little tired, so I don't want to clean."
"You've been sleeping all day today, and you're still tired! Get up."
"Stupid, I'm really tired."
After he finished speaking, he looked at me with pleading eyes, which showed a glimmer of expectation. Although I clearly felt that this was a conspiracy, I softened my heart and gave up the argument.
"Okay, okay, I'll help you."
"Oh yeah...then just sweep slowly and I'll supervise you."
Seeing his cheerful look, the corners of my mouth twitched, and I used my strong willpower to tell myself not to be angry, not to be angry, hitting him would only hurt my hands.
I swore that I would never have the slightest sympathy for him again! If I broke my oath, I would be a pig! But I still resigned myself to my fate and walked towards the lonely broom lying not far away.
"Hey, is your foot okay?" he suddenly asked.
I looked back in astonishment. His tone seemed to be asking what the weather would be like tomorrow. His eyes glanced at me and then quickly looked away.
Even so, there is still an inexplicable feeling gushing out from my heart and then flowing throughout my body. I feel as comfortable as if I was bathing in the spring breeze.
The moment he tilted his head, his golden hair was blown by the wind, and his clean profile had an unreal beauty under the afterglow of the setting sun. He was really handsome, like the protagonist from a comic book, and he instantly captured my heart.
