Chapter 05
When I was six years old, my parents divorced. Because my father had an affair and was the party at fault in the marriage, the judge awarded me to my mother. In order to get away from this sad place and start a new life, she took me to the United States, planning to develop long-term there.
The Echizen family was also in the United States at the time, and happened to live next door to my house.
He and I were about the same age and from the same place, so we naturally got along well. Echizen Ryoma looked like the same person he is today, wearing a sweatshirt and a hat, looking quite the cool kid.
Well, the first impression is that it is difficult to approach a child with a bad personality.
And this is indeed the case.
At that time, I had just arrived in the United States and had never had systematic exposure to English. My mother also did not have time to find a language school for me. For various reasons, my vocabulary was limited to basic sentences such as abc and nice to meet you that I learned in kindergarten. But when I finally caught up with a peer who spoke fluent English, I had to learn from him with all my might.
I spewed out all the English I had learned in my life, trying to make a good impression in front of this cool kid.
Then this guy just stared at me with his beautiful cat eyes for a long time, finally pressed down the brim of his hat and said:
"Madamadadne"
I subconsciously said: "I am fine, thanks, and you"
Then the next second I realized, "Hey buddy, why are you replying to me in Japanese?"
No, that's not the point. The point is why are you still cursing?!
My face turned red and I couldn't say a word for a long time.
In response to my embarrassment, that brat Echizen Ryoma looked at me with increasing amusement, his eyes seemingly saying, "I didn't expect you to be such a fool"...
The price I paid was that I almost rolled up my sleeves and beat him up. Although I look skinny and weak, I have strong physical strength due to years of dance practice.
One punch would definitely make this guy cry for his parents!
In the end, it was Auntie Renko who came up and held me back, acting as a peacemaker between us, thus avoiding a fierce fight. To be more precise, it was Auntie Renko's kindness that saved Echizen Ryoma from getting beaten up...
All in all, we started as a pair of bickering lovers, and even the end was full of embarrassing blunders.
*
For some reason, I was going to return to Japan with Aunt Huimei. When I learned the news, there were still 12 hours before my flight back to Japan.
Unfortunately, that day Ryoma Echizen went out of town to participate in a tennis tournament.
Although we often fight and bicker with each other, Echizen Ryoma is indeed the only peer I can talk to in this strange country.
If I hadn't had him by my side during those years of living in that environment, I might have really grown up to be a dull, gloomy and complaining guy... On the contrary, if I hadn't been there, that guy would have grown up to be a foul-mouthed and willful person who couldn't even find a girlfriend!
To some extent, they complement each other?
Sorry for going off topic...
In short, after this departure, I may never set foot on American soil again in my life, and the Echizen family is currently settled here and has no plans to leave, so we may not see each other in the future.
When I thought of this, I was very sad and cried for a whole hour at home.
Finally, I wiped away my tears, and with red eyes, I knocked on Echizen's door holding the gift that I had spent the whole night wrapping yesterday.
It was Aunt Lunzi who opened the door. Seeing that I looked so pitiful because I had cried too much, she thought I was being bullied.
"Nana? Is she..."
I sniffed and shook my head, "No... Aunt Huimei is taking me back to Japan... The plane will take off soon..."
Aunt Renzi was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily. "That's great. I think your aunt is much more reliable. But Longma is out playing a game today and is not scheduled to be back until tomorrow. How about I give him a call and ask him to come back early?"
I still shook my head, mainly because I was worried that I couldn't tell Ryoma Echizen in person that I was leaving, and besides, we might never meet again after this farewell.
If I cry in front of that guy, I'll definitely be laughed at for the rest of my life!!
Da mee da mee absolutely da mee!
I handed the wrapped gift to Aunt Renzi and said, "This was originally intended as a gift for Longma's victory in the competition. I don't have time to buy a new gift, so I'll give it to him as a farewell gift... From now on... we'll meet again someday, no matter how big the world is!"
Auntie Lunzi was amused by my heroic act of self-sacrifice and laughed, "Actually..."
It happened that Aunt Huimei came to call me at this time, interrupting Aunt Renzi's hesitation. Seeing that time was running out, I left a message -
"Please, please don't tell that guy Echizen Ryoma that I cried...Auntie Renko, please!"
In this way, I entrusted my lifelong dignity to Aunt Renko to protect, and followed Aunt Huimei to leave the United States and return to Japan to live.
Of course, if that were the case, it wouldn't be enough to make me run away the moment I unexpectedly met Ryoma Echizen three years later.
That was because on the first night after I returned to Japan, I looked for my diary as usual but found nothing in it (I was in a foreign country at the time and had no one to talk to, so I developed the habit of writing a diary. Later, I found that no serious people wrote diaries, so I broke this habit which could easily lead to serious consequences).
In short, I searched for the entire night and nearly tore my poor little suitcase upside down four or five times, but I still couldn't find my diary.
So I started reviewing...
The night I left, I was still writing in my diary. Because I was leaving, I wrote a lot of sentimental things that I wouldn't normally write, so it took a little longer... Then I wrapped a gift for Echizen Ryoma... because the gift was an irregular shape, and I really wanted to wrap it perfectly, otherwise that brat would say I was clumsy...
So I found two flat cardboards to clamp together to make the shape...
Wait, am I...
Put! The! diary! in!?
When I got this realization, I felt like I was struck by lightning. I wished I could turn into dust and disappear between heaven and earth immediately.
Then I thought, thankfully... I probably won't run into Ryoma Echizen again in this lifetime... He'll likely become a shining star on the world stage someday, while I'll probably just live out my life as an ordinary person in Japan...
There's a world of difference between them, just like two intersecting lines, briefly meeting and then drifting further and further apart...
Then we met again today!!
This is really... bad fate!!!
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As I ran, I roared to the sky in my mind, but that guy's physical fitness was no longer what it used to be, and I had neglected exercise in recent years, so Echizen Ryoma caught up with me in a few seconds. He was even at ease and fell behind me a little from time to time, giving me the illusion that I could win.
Like a cat and mouse, playing with me...
It makes people super angry...
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and I even started to feel aggrieved. We had just met again after a long time as childhood sweethearts, but why did this guy chase me as soon as we met?
You are still chasing me so enthusiastically, don’t you see that I am out of breath and look like I am about to faint?
He is indeed a straight guy who can’t find a girlfriend!
I slammed on the brakes and yelled at him angrily, "Hey, hey, hey! Have you chased me enough?"
Ryoma Echizen didn't even move his hat. I really don't understand. Is his hat welded to his head?
Could it be that... he is bald at such a young age and has to wear a hat all the time to protect his dignity?
As I was daydreaming, Echizen Ryoma also stopped leisurely two steps away from me, took off his hat to reveal his dark green hair, then fiddled with his hair to let it breathe, and then put his hat back on.
Well, it's very clear, there is no bald spot, and it's very lush.
"Didn't you run away as soon as you saw me, so I chased you?"
He didn't even breathe, his cat-like eyes staring at me, a faint smile on his lips, and then he said,
"Your physical strength has declined seriously...Madamadadane"
Stop scolding, stop scolding...
I:"......"
It's confirmed, this guy is definitely Ryoma Echizen himself.
I wanted to complain about this guy, but the memory of the dead diary immediately attacked me. Just when I was looking for an excuse to leave and disappear in front of him, he suddenly brought up the topic and started talking directly -
"When you left the United States three years ago, you asked Mom to give me this gift..."
No, buddy, I'm teaching you not to bring up such socially devastating memories without any reason at all!
Actually, I don’t really remember what exactly was written in that diary that embarrassed me. It was probably about how I went to see Ryoma Echizen’s game and suddenly thought he was so handsome... or how I was about to leave the United States and felt reluctant to leave him, etc., which were all cheesy and disgusting things that I would never say under normal circumstances.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh——Echizen Ryoma, let's just forget about each other, okay——
In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, I decided to take the initiative. As long as it wasn't said by the real person, I would accept it. So I immediately slid down on my knees and shouted,
"Please stop talking. I was young and ignorant back then, so I wrote those disgusting and cheesy words in my diary. I really didn't mean to do that. I have since reflected deeply on it and have completely abandoned this bad habit of writing a diary. Please let me go and let that diary go..."
Facing my chatter, Echizen Ryoma just frowned and finally couldn't help interrupting: "What diary?"
I was stunned, then stared at him suspiciously. There was confusion on his face, as if he had really heard the word "diary" for the first time.
Could it be that...
"What is that gift?"
"Weren't those the wristbands and hat you gave me?"
Me: ".....It's definitely the wristbands and the hat.....that's all...?"
Echizen Ryoma was puzzled: "What else should there be? What is a diary?"
Oh, that's okay.
I didn't put it in... That's great... The heavy stone that has been weighing on my heart for three years has finally been lifted...
but--
"Then why are you chasing me?"
"Everyone says you ran away first..."
Well, it seems that's the case...
"Then why did you mention that gift?!"
Echizen Ryoma smiled indifferently, "That's because the wrist guards and hat you idiot bought me are for adults. I couldn't wear them at that time, Madamadadane!"
I was speechless for a moment.
I see.......
I immediately retorted, "That's because the store didn't have your size! You were so skinny and small back then, so I figured I could use it in a few years when you were a little older. That's called foresight, don't you understand?"
Hearing this, he burst out laughing, "Who would buy a gift for someone that they can only use in a few years... Are you really an idiot?"
Since he didn't have the diary, which was a huge handle in his hands, I started to act recklessly. Just when I was about to roll up my sleeves and have a big fight with him to see who was the real idiot, he changed the subject.
"But I heard that a certain idiot was so reluctant to leave me that even when he came to give me a gift, his eyes were red. He must have secretly cried for a long time at home, right?"
I was horrified and started screaming in my heart -
Auntie Lunzi, how are you going to pay me back for what you owe me!!!
It was a wrong payment after all...
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