How rude, we are pure love!

Qingye's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

By the second half, the gap had become quite obvious, but at this moment, Qingye suddenly shouted in surprise: "Yanaimi, Ayano-san, why are you here?"

How come these two people are here?

Shaoyan Lemon's head was full of question marks. He subconsciously stopped and looked back.

Then, the wind howled.

When she came to her senses, she saw Qingye had passed her and was sprinting forward with all his strength.

"So cunning!"

She screamed in shame and anger and quickly chased after him.

The clanging of trams passing over the rails was heard softly.

The dusk of sunset gradually descended, lengthening the shadows in front and behind.

result--

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, hahahaha!" Qingye, who was the first to cross the finish line, laughed coldly and wildly like a boss, without any sense of shame.

Shaoyan Lemon walked quickly and silently to his side and chopped him on the head with a knife.

"it hurts."

The boss is dead.

"I'm really impressed by you..."

Burnt Salt Lemon sighed loudly.

"Anyway, I won!" Qingye had a stern expression on his face as if he had won fairly, which made the girl want to punch him again.

"Yes, yes, you win. You can only let the Demon King do whatever he wants to me."

The athletic girl stuck out her tongue, and the sunset dyed the tips of her hair orange. The cuteness at that moment formed a sharp contrast with her usual bold personality, which made Qingye's heart move.

"Come and rest for a while, Qing."

Lemon walked leisurely along the small path along the shore dyed red by the sunset. She liked this place very much because it felt like staying at her grandmother's house in the countryside. The clear river, the old and new houses on both sides, the small iron towers and the straight extending power lines, and the mountains could be seen faintly in the distance.

She walked towards a path that was only wide enough for two people to pass, sat down by the river, took off her spiked shoes, and looked at the shimmering river surface in front of her.

The sound of water is quiet.

You can faintly hear the chirping of insects.

"It's very beautiful."

"It's very beautiful."

Qingye sat next to her and looked forward with her.

"Well, I feel a subtle shame when I think about being forced by you to reveal my secrets." The girl said unwillingly.

"Don't make me sound like some yellow-haired guy..." Qingye was dissatisfied.

He continued, "If you don't want to talk, you don't have to. We can just chat about your favorite food, how you felt during the competition, the seasons, the flowers, the cat you met today. It doesn't even matter if you don't tell me. You can tell Yanaijian, your mother, or someone else."

He gave the choice to the girl.

"I won't do anything to ruin the atmosphere like you did."

Lemon tilted her head to look at his profile.

Ah, if it's this person, then there will definitely be no problem.

"...Well, where should I start?" The girl scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed about revealing her inner thoughts. "Let's start from the beginning!"

Qingye nodded.

Lemon spoke softly, letting the emotions flow through her.

All the feelings these days.

Heartache, sorrow, and pain.

The anxiety and dark uneasiness of being unable to move forward.

After finishing the story, Shaoyan Lemon breathed a sigh of relief. Only after saying everything did he realize that it was actually not such a big deal.

Ah Qing...what would he think?

The girl looked aside quietly.

"what."

Qingye took a deep breath, as if feeling speechless: "It turns out to be such a boring worry!"

"boring?"

Lemon felt her chest tighten as if she was being denied, "So this is how you see it, Qing..." She regretted saying these words.

"Actually, you're just discouraged."

Qingye looked into her eyes.

"When you saw that classmate Chao Yun, you developed an inferiority complex towards her. You felt that you couldn't win against her, and you were afraid of getting hurt. You didn't dare to face this feeling, so you became what you are now."

"This statement is too exaggerated..." Her heart seemed to be in a knot, and she looked away.

"You are just feeling low in self-esteem, right? That's why you dare not face your feelings, dare not reach out, deceive yourself, and trap yourself where you are." Qingye spoke word by word, his words almost accusing.

Instead of the warmth of the sun, he chose to wake her up with a cold hammer.

"That's not the case..."

She just subconsciously denied it.

“Actually, everyone is the same.”

Lemon was stunned by these words, and Qingye continued talking to him.

"The Chaoyun classmate you see might be amazing, able to win a boy's heart with just a few words, but deep down she must have felt insecure, nervous, and fearful. Everyone experiences these feelings when it comes to love, including your childhood sweetheart."

"Asakumo-san, is she also...?"

She couldn't imagine it at all.

"She's just like you."

He said, "But, compared to your escape, she chose to take that step proactively."

"So I think..." Qingye smiled, "Ms. Shaoyan, your life has been too smooth, so when you encounter difficulties, you are at a loss and even throw aside what you are best at, moving forward courageously."

This bastard is too self-righteous!

The softest part of her heart was repeatedly stung. Lemon opened her mouth and tried to suppress the feelings in her heart, but failed.

A gloomy and complex expression appeared on her face. "I also have my own regrets and pains... People like you who are good at dealing with the opposite sex don't understand my difficulties at all."

"You really don't understand?"

She saw Qingye smiling inexplicably.

"follow me."

Her hand was held, and Lemon was a little confused, but inexplicably did not shake her hand off. She just whispered, "Wait for me to change into sneakers," and let him hold her hand, looking weak and imposing.

*

Qingye led her to where the bicycle was parked before, casually helped her put the spikes in the front basket, and then stepped on the pedals.

"here it is……?"

She ended up in a completely unexpected place.

The humid air, the narrow space, the dim lights, and the hopeless expression on the face of every passerby.

"This is my home." Qingye said cheerfully. As the girl stared at him in amazement, he added, "A temporary home."

Home……?

Lemon looked around blankly at the surroundings. The corners were filled with coffee cans and cup noodle boxes, there was a subtle smell floating in the air, and from time to time she could hear the sound of drunks rummaging through vending machines... She really couldn't associate this place with the warm word "home".

Qingye pushed open the door of the compartment and turned on the light, illuminating the space the size of three stacks.

"I've been sleeping here for two or three months."

He paused, smiled and said:

"Well, my pain should be greater than yours, right?"

Burnt Salt Lemon, who was worthy of being called a young lady, gasped.

"Here……"

She was at a loss for words. Compared to the cruel truth before her, her worries were nothing.

"But...this isn't right!"

The girl was silent for a moment, then suddenly put one hand on her waist and chuckled, "Although you're indeed miserable, Qing, so miserable that I'm even considering lending you my house... but these are two completely different situations!"

How can the pain of love be compared with the pain of life?

"It's true that they are different, but there are also similarities, right?" Qingye blinked.

Ah. Lemon got it.

He was not referring to the way they felt pain, but rather the different attitudes they had when facing pain - even in such an environment, Qingye still did not escape, did not complain, did not give up on himself... He remained positive and faced everything bravely.

But I...

"Idiot!" she suddenly said. "Ah Qing is such a hopeless idiot!"

"Why are you suddenly attacking me..."

Shaoyan Lemon didn't know why she said this. She was probably trying to hide her complexity and emotion. If she were in a wild environment, she would definitely feel incomparable loneliness and sadness and would not be able to cheer up.

Not to mention actively showing your embarrassment to others.

He does this for himself.

She could still see that.

So, he is a fool.

"We just talked about low self-esteem, right? Now you can tell me the truth, right?"

The environment in which the two people were in changed drastically, from the quiet and beautiful river bank to a narrow space facing each other. Such questions obviously seemed more oppressive and ruthless, but Shaoyan Lemon did not have this feeling at all.

"...I don't know. This is the first time I've felt this way."

Lemon placed one hand on her chest and let out a long breath. She felt surprisingly peaceful.

"When I saw Chaoyun that day, I felt very unwilling and disappointed in myself for running away, but it wasn't just that... It wasn't just that."

"And I don't want to work hard just to win over Chaoyun-san. This isn't the kind of relationship I imagined..."

Her words were a little confusing because even she herself couldn't summarize the complex emotions in her heart.

"These are not important. If you can't figure it out no matter how hard you try, just take action."

Qingye looked at the girl in front of him and his voice gradually became gentler.

"The Burning Salt Lemon I know is a very passionate girl. She has a beautiful appearance, a slender figure, and is strong and confident. She is as dazzling as the sun."

The voice was so firm that it seemed to reach the depths of her heart.

My chest suddenly felt hot.

"so--"

Take a brave step forward.

There was a long silence.