"Tsk, Wood is really a piece of wood."
Ailian turned on the light in the room. The small room was not very big, but there was a large whiteboard hanging on the wall.
From left to right, the whiteboard is filled with photos of Baimu and Ailian, as well as some small items such as commemorative medals, a small water bottle, a 100-denier coin, and several handwritten letters.
Ai Lian glanced from left to right, regained some energy, took out the butterfly biscuits from her pocket, and stuck them on the whiteboard.
Then he picked up a sticky note and a pen from the table and wrote skillfully.
'On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, after helping Shiraki, Shiraki gave me a gift. He said it was delicious.'
She brought a chair and sat in front of the whiteboard, looking at the photos one by one from left to right.
Everything that happened two years ago seemed like yesterday, and memories flooded into Ailian's mind like a tide.
I still remember the first time they met was on the playground early in the morning.
At 5:17, Baimu was jogging in the morning, and Ailian was standing next to the green belt watching him. He ran more than 20 laps before stopping.
Ailian blushed a little while holding the shark's tail and watching, thinking that Baimu would come up and chat with him like other boys.
Bai Mu noticed her presence but ignored it.
"I think that's when I noticed him."
She looked at the first photo, which showed only two empty plates. That was the first time she and Bai Mu communicated.
In the school cafeteria, Bai Mu was sitting alone in a corner of the cafeteria. She walked up to him and asked, "Hey, can I sit here?"
Bai Mu: “Yeah.”
And just like that, the exchange ended.
Although both of them ate the food on the plates without saying a word, when Ailian recalled that time, she still had an indescribable feeling, probably her heart was beating.
He was always silent, like a piece of wood, but unlike any other boy, he didn't look at his chest, legs, tail, or even his face.
Ailian felt that this sense of distance was quite good.
Wood also has its advantages.
The second item is a commemorative medal.
That was the first physical contact between the two.
Bai Mu represented the class and won gold medals in twenty sports and broke records in all the events he participated in.
As a junior in the etiquette department, Ailian was responsible for presenting the awards. That day, she stood in front of Baimu for a full thirty minutes, putting one medal after another around his neck.
She was so tired that she couldn't lift her hand to pick up the last medal, so Bai Mu picked it up and hung it around her neck.
Bai Mu said to her, "Thank you for your hard work."
Thinking of this, Ailian burst out laughing, "What a fool. How can you give medals to ceremony staff who present awards?"
She reached out and touched the medal, and from that moment on, she found herself thinking about Bai Mu every day.
Every day in school, people were talking about how many times Bai Mu rejected girls' love confessions. She listened very carefully and was also very nervous.
She looked at the third item, which was an unsent love letter.
She remembered that when she wrote the letter, she racked her brains and wrote down all the fancy words and phrases she could think of.
But when she came to the senior grade classroom and prepared to secretly put it in Baimu's desk, she found that Baimu was already sitting there doing the test.
She had no choice but to hide the love letter in her schoolbag and walked up to him and said, "Haven't you finished your homework? I can help you with some of it."
Bai Mu raised his head and said, "No need, I'm working. One copy is 1,500 denarii."
"oh."
"Um."
…
Ailian held the love letter and shook her head, "Alas, wood."
She opened the envelope, looked at the unspeakable words on it, blushed and stuffed the letter back.
"If I had been braver at that time, would the ending have been different?"
As she thought about this, she looked at the next item.
It's a small pink kettle.
The first thing Bai Mu gave her.
That day, Baimu had no money for lunch, so he was doing other people's homework at the table in the restaurant. Ailian found out and ordered a meal for him.
Baimu said thank you, and the next day, Ailian found a cute pink kettle on her desk.
There was also a note in the kettle with Baimu's contact information.
She picked up the kettle, opened it, and looked at the handwriting on the note.
'If you need anything, please contact me.'
In this way, after about a semester, the two became friends in the true sense.
They have their own contact information.
Ailian would also ask Baimu to go out for a walk from time to time.
But walking is just walking.
No sweet talk, no deliberate flattery, and sometimes even just sitting on a bench in a daze.
Both of them are the type who don't like to communicate much.
"Wood is wood. It's so annoying."
Ailian looked at the following photos and sighed helplessly.
"You never know what I feel. Do you really have to ask me to say it out loud?"
As she spoke, she looked away and her face turned red.
He took out his cell phone and typed a text message to Baimu.
【Ailen: Shiraki, please be my boyfriend. 】
She typed this line of words, then suddenly sighed and deleted them.
"call."
This wasn't the first time she had done this in two years.
"I still don't have the courage. Tsk, what's going on?"
In two years, she had a crush on him for one year and eight months.
Huh, huh.
The subsequent details kept repeating in her mind, and she always asked herself if things would be different if she expressed her feelings at a certain moment.
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