Please stay away from me, protagonist

Chapter 190: The Foolish and Rich Second Generation (2)

"That's enough. I don't want to hear anything you say. What do you mean by unique? This is something that most ordinary, kind-hearted people have. How can it be considered unique?

I don't want to waste any more time, please go away, I don't want to see you."

"How many times do you need me to tell you that you are truly unique? I'm not leaving. I really want to reconcile. Wouldn't it be nice to go back to the way we were before?"

"No, not at all. I don't want to be a nobody again. You don't want to leave, right? Okay, I'll leave. Is it okay for me to leave?"

Hearing this, he glared at her and turned away.

But she stopped him.

"Forget it, I'll leave and you stay. Aren't you still waiting for him?"

"But didn't you say he wasn't coming? Then why should I waste time waiting for him?"

"If you want to see him, you'd better wait a while. He should be here soon. He told me before that he would come, but I told him not to come.

But considering how persistent he was in pestering me, there was no way he wouldn't come.

So, you'd better wait a little longer, and you will be able to see him after a while.

It's not too late now, and it won't affect your return home if you wait a little longer."

"If you're serious, I'll wait a little longer. You begged me to stay, not me. Remember that."

"Yes, I begged you. Then I'll leave first. I'll go home and take care of my wounds."

"Then go ahead, and remember to drive slowly. Don't you want to make peace? Then I'll give you a chance.

Tomorrow you bring me the paper stars you folded last time. If you can fill a jar with them, I will forgive you tomorrow."

"Really, you didn't lie to me?"

"Of course it's true, if you don't want to believe it, forget it."

"No, no, no, I definitely believe it. Don't worry, I'll come to you tomorrow with a can of folded paper stars. Don't regret it in the end."

"Of course not. I keep my word."

"You're already injured, so stop talking. It's hard for you to go back in this state, so I'll help you."

Hearing this, she nodded with a smile on her face.

"Duoduo, thank you. I know you are the best."

Then he rubbed her arm like a kitten.

There was a sweet smile on her lips. For some reason, perhaps I was infected by her smile, and the corners of my mouth, which had been pouting, also slightly lifted up.

At this time, the sunlight shone on them through the treetops, making them feel warm both inside and out.

Light and shadow are inseparable.

She stands in the light, and she falls in the shadow.

Then I helped her back home.

We walked until we reached a crossroads and then separated.

After that I walked half the way by myself and finally returned home.

I said hello to my parents at home, had dinner, then washed up and rested.

The next day, I got up early with anticipation.

My parents were still asleep at the time, so I ate something and then went to the store to buy some snacks to bring to her.

I returned to school carrying a big bag of things I bought.

There were only a few students in the school at that time, all of them were the good students who arrived earliest. They wanted to come for morning self-study.

Because I got up too early that day, I felt sleepy all of a sudden and fell asleep on the table and chair.

I was not awakened until the bell rang for class.

At this time, almost everyone had arrived, except for the one I had been waiting for, whose seat was empty.

I saw that it was empty and thought she was late or had asked for leave since she injured her leg yesterday.

With her grades, a delay of one or two days wouldn't have any impact, so I didn't pay much attention to it and just attended the class seriously.

Naturally, other people would not come to me because of her, because I had told the whole class that I had broken up with her.

Besides, our class was full of nerds who didn't care about other people's situations and only focused on themselves, so no one told me.

I didn't care about it and went to class and left class normally.

It was not until lunch break that I heard that he, who had always skipped classes, came to class.

I wanted to meet him, but he came to me first.

Just like last time, he wrote me a little note with a sour face.

We made an appointment at the same place, the grove, and I arrived on time.

I went there with great anticipation, but when I got there he started scolding me.

"It's all your fault. Why didn't you die? Why did you let her go? Why didn't you stay with her? Why?"

I didn't understand what was going on at first and just looked at him in confusion.

He seemed even angrier when he saw me like this, and his fists were raised, but he still struggled to put them down.

I asked, "What happened? Who did you say? Who died? What does it have to do with me? You have to tell me so that I can know. How can I understand if you don't tell me?"

"Who else could it be? Think about it, who would make me come to you on my own initiative? Why didn't you accompany her? It would be great if you were with her. Then I could see her alive today."

"Is it her? What happened to her? How could she... is it possible? Are you lying to me?"

"I lied to you, why would I lie to you? If only this were fake, she would still be alive and well."

Hearing this, my tears began to fall like raindrops, one after another.

After seeing this, the tears that he had been suppressing in his eyes finally fell uncontrollably.

The boy does not cry easily, but it is not when he is sad.

He turned his back to her, giving himself space to cry freely.

But he didn't give himself too much time, only half a quarter of an hour.

She wiped her tears and turned around.

Swallowed.

"That's enough. Stop crying. What's the use of crying? Will crying bring her back to life?

No. Even if you cry your eyes out, she won't come back.

So, now you stop crying? Tell me what happened and why you two broke up? Why?

Don't you always go home together?

Don't ask me how I know, it's because I've seen it, I've seen it every time.

Even when you break up, you will still secretly follow her and will not go home until she goes home.

So, I never believed that you two were really breaking up.

I know that I don’t have that much face.

You just feel like she betrayed you.

Don't ask me how I know this, she told me herself.

I thought that was the reason, but then I thought about it carefully and it wasn't.

You just said it in anger. You didn't feel that she betrayed you at all, you were just blinded by jealousy.

You must have thought about reconciliation many times afterwards, but you just couldn't let go of your pride.

I've seen you go see her several times, but she was always away for something.

You went there on purpose when no one was around, so no one except me had ever seen you go to see her. That's why the whole class didn't know that you two hadn't really broken up.

Actually, there were several times when I wanted to tell her, but I was jealous of you.

Why do you think she can be so nice to you?

We have known each other since childhood, and I have always felt that she is a cold person. She is indifferent to everything, and has no likes or dislikes.

Reading all day.

It seemed that apart from books, nothing in the world existed in her eyes, and only the truth in the books could attract her.

I had thought about reading with her, and even did something stupid like buying the same book she was reading.

I went home and read the book day and night, hoping to communicate with her in this way, but the book she was reading at that time was not something I could understand.

I fell asleep after reading a few pages.

So it was left vacant and is now covered with dust in the study.

At that time, I even wanted to go to her and ask her to help me solve the problem, but I was too cowardly and didn't dare to do so.

It's not just me who doesn't dare, everyone doesn't dare.

So, she has always been alone.

Until something happened at home, she transferred to this school, met you and became good friends with you. You became her special case. "