As time flies, I only care about you

Chapter 20

Every night, my brother would come to my bedroom to help me with my homework. He was very worried about my math and English, and he took the trouble over and over again until I didn't pretend to understand and agreed.

During the snack time, I took a sip of milk, looked at him who was eating an apple and flipping through the book, and I became curious, "Brother, what kind of girl do you like?"

He was startled, and looked up at me, "Why do you ask this?"

"I just want to know, can you tell me?" I turned to look at him and blinked, "Did she show up?"

He looked at me and nodded, and said slowly, "She is not smart, and she is often bullied by her friends because of her kindness. She is a confused and cute girl. Although she looks gentle and demure, she is as fierce as a tiger when she gets angry."
No matter how I heard it, I didn't think it was right. Seeing him frowning slightly, I seemed to have heard of this girl somewhere before, and I quickly reacted, raised my hand and beat him angrily, "Are you kidding, what did you say?" Isn't this me?"

"If you ask me seriously, I will answer you seriously." He stroked her forehead with a smile in his eyes.

I thought he was pretending to be weird, and looked at him seriously, "I mean, the woman who will live with you in the future is just like mom and dad."

He thought about it for a while with a strange look on his face, "Silly girl, the women I care about most now are mother and you."

I'm embarrassed to get to the bottom of it. Grandpa often said that boys should focus on their careers. Brother should be this kind of person.

Half a year later, I received the admission letter from B Normal University, and Tian Jun was admitted to C Jiaotong University.

Looking at each other on the basketball court, I handed him the confession letter carefully.

While waiting for his reply, I lowered my eyes shyly and looked at the black bow-knot leather shoes on my feet. This is a gift my brother bought for me in the first month's salary. They are so comfortable to wear, and I like them.

"Tong Xueqian, do you still remember what I told you here three years ago?" Tian Jun folded the letter paper and put it in his bag.

I raised my eyes, tried to recall in my mind, and remembered, "You said I grew my hair long, so you let me be your girlfriend?"

"Yeah." He looked at me and nodded.

I was puzzled and wondered, "It's just a relationship, and the length of the hair is involved?"

"For two years, I thought you would grow long hair for me, but the truth?" His voice was a little cold.

I used to have waist-length long hair, black and beautiful with curly hair, but unfortunately, before I was in the first year of high school, I wanted to cut a handsome hairstyle like my brother on a whim, and I dragged myself back home. I was scolded by my father all night.

"You said that to me just because of my hair?" I found his thinking a bit inexplicable.

Many years later, I realized why Tian Jun cared about this, because his idol is LTW, and L's criterion for choosing a girlfriend is to have long black and beautiful hair.

He responded confidently, "You look like a tomboy now, if I hold your hand and walk down the street, what will others think?"

I was shocked by these words, and it was my fault for making him so shy and afraid to approach him.

How could my first confession be like this...

(End of this chapter)