Volume 2: Omens of Horiba's bell sound

Translated from the light country, the bird chirps from the mobile phone and slowly transmits to the ear.

It's time to get up. I left the bed, using the clock on the wall to confirm the time, while getting up. Wake up as usual. The habit formed by the body will not be forgotten. This habit has not changed since entering this school.

Except for special circumstances that lead to late sleep, I always get up at 6 a.m.

After that, I slightly adjusted my appearance and began to prepare breakfast.

Although there is no appetite, but three meals a day in a good intake, so that nutrition balance, so as to maintain a good diet life.

After that, I left home at 8 o'clock and went to school.

The process of getting here, generally speaking, has not changed since primary school.

It should have been.

I used to go to school alone, study alone, have lunch alone and go home alone.

This is my life, and also my nature.

It's nosy to be seen as a lonely person around.

No, the explanation that even meddling is wrong.

I did everything by myself.

Learning sports and so on, I have better self-confidence than my peers.

And more importantly, I can't trust others at all.

At first anyone showed a friendly attitude towards me and approached me, but left immediately. Naturally, it will be far away from people. I didn't feel the loneliness and inconvenience caused by this.

So in this school, this situation should also be a natural continuation. But recently, something has changed.

Inside of me, quietly began to change the pace of life.

I feel a little bit of a cut in one's time alone.

I understand the reason for this.

Because of the presence of the people sitting next to me in the classroom.

Lightly glance at the seat of Qing Longjun, who has not yet come to school.

I don't know why, no matter what attitude I take towards him, his attitude remains unchanged.

The first time I met, I didn't think it was a good impression. I thought it would be ignored soon.

But back to God, I found myself talking to him more often.

Why is that?

Why?

I can't understand the questions that come up one after another.

I didn't take Aya path as a friend, not once.

Although I don't know what he thinks, I only think it's someone in the same class who accidentally sits next to him.

However, there is no doubt that I have some other understanding in my mind.

He came to the classroom.

As usual, he seemed to have no energy, and walked slowly to his seat.

On the way, his classmate, Zhitian, talked to Chao Ling.

"Thank you on Sunday. I've helped a lot. "

I can't do this trick by waving with a smile on my face.

"Play together later"

"Oh, oh"

was treated kindly, and he put on a good look to answer chlota.

In other words, where did the two go on Sunday?

…… It's none of my business.

Rest days, who is doing what, can not have an impact on my life.

Ling Xiaodao said good morning to me in a different and rigid way from when he treated his classmates.

I replied with the same degree of rigidity.

So the conversation is over.

"Are you with her on the rest day? "

I was going to end the conversation just now, but unconsciously said such words from my mouth.

He seemed to accept what he had just said as a daily conversation and did not look this way.

"Because of sasakura's business, she asked me to help me a little. Then I have to "

have a totally different attitude towards CTTB. Is this the so-called difference in intimacy?

"Yes"

I don't disable responding to strangers in a cold way.

"What's wrong with that ... "

did you feel that my question was unexpected? Ling Xiaodao looked at me.

Then put on a pair of what surprised appearance, the body uncontrolled back.

"What's the matter with you? What's the matter with "

"? "

I have no idea why he did this.

There is nothing strange on the left and right.

"Ah, a horrible expression"

a horrible expression? Did I make that look?

What's more, nothing happened to change the expression just now.

But if you want to say it, I'm only a little dissatisfied with the corresponding method of Ling Xiaojun.

No, one more thing. He is indifferent and should hate trouble.

However, it's not pleasant to be called out by her classmates to accompany her on the rest day.

The time of the dialogue clearly hasn't changed much. Why.

"Is it? I don't have that plan, as usual. I'm just lamenting that you've really become a free agent. When I asked for help, I was obviously embarrassed, but when I asked for help, you agreed easily. I am calmly analyzing the difference. "

why I speak so fast, I can't believe it.

There is a person who speaks as if to vent the depression.

Why is that. A little bit unable to control my incredible heart.

Chlota looked at me a little further away.

Then I noticed something approaching and called Ling Xiaojun to the corridor.

For some reason, my eyes chased the two men.

"…… Do you think I treat Ling Xiaojun as a friend? "

make a small sound, as if let yourself confirm it.

It's impossible, isn't it?

There should be no reason why I regard him as a friend.

It's not boasting. I don't even know what a friend is.

That is to say, I can't make friends if I can't understand this concept.

For a moment to emerge from the solution, I inadvertently wry smile.

I'm afraid I'm just not happy with Ling Xiaojun's attitude.

Because he has always been no energy, not the kind of person I like.

It must be.

Twist that only answer, my heart is a little bit relaxed.

I don't need friends.

At this time, I really think so.