Love Comes After Learning

In her eyes, there is only the existence of the book, and her meaning is only to finish reading the book, other than that is not important, other than that is nothing to her.

(...Wait, it's not a kid in the second grade of middle school! What are you thinking, me!)

Fuutarou Uesugi quickly dismissed these messy thoughts, twitched the corners of his mouth, and continued to pay attention to his neighbor.

"Hey, Mako-san, do you want to sing together after school?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the side, and a certain female student with a passer-by face came over to talk to her, she should be the leader of a small group.

Mako Asada paused for three seconds, then raised her eyes from the book as if she had come to her senses, looked at the female classmate calmly, and frowned imperceptibly between her brows.

Afterwards, her expression loosened, she smiled apologetically, and declined impeccably in terms of attitude and etiquette.

"I'd like to go if I can, but my family is strictly controlled and I'm not allowed to go out at will...sorry."

Uesugi Fuutarou suddenly discovered that her voice was very pleasant, clear and cold like a summer wind chime, lingering erratically around his ears, and slipping away quietly if he didn't pay attention.

The tone is correct, and there is a kind of alienation that deliberately keeps a distance, but because of the serious and peaceful temperament, no bad feelings can be produced.

Although the smile is a bit fake.

Not long after the female classmate left, another male classmate came to invite her.

Maybe she was attracted by her flower-like temperament of Gaoling?There is still a gentle and polite smile on his face, just like a gentleman inviting people to dance together at a ball.

Uesugi clicked his lips instinctively. They really are a group of people who don't know how to read the atmosphere. They just look like they want to concentrate on reading, but they still want to come over like flies.

"Student Asada, our family will hold a private party recently. Many students in the class will come. Do you want to attend? You can meet many children of celebrities and elites. If this is the case, your parents will not refuse."

Under his gentle and polite tone, Asada Mako's slender eyebrows frowned deeper and more clearly.

She moved a little away, glanced at the other party's hand propped on her table, her disgusted gaze flashed past, and she smiled politely and apologetically the next second.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in that kind of occasion. Also... I have a certificate from the hospital... androphobia certificate... The doctor said that I am not suitable for getting too close to men... If possible, please You, back up a little?"

The more she talked, the more difficult her expression became. Her slender shoulders shrank slightly, her small hands covered her chest, and she adjusted her breathing quite uncomfortable.

"Ah, hug, I'm sorry..." Seeing that her face became paler, the male student hurriedly took a few steps back and waved his hands in a panic, "It's okay if you can't, I won't bother you, I'm really uncomfortable If so, please remember to go to the health room!"

"Well...thank you, for your concern..."

She slowly lay down on the table, with her head resting on the book, and with a face that gradually relaxed from pain, she closed her eyes and rested quietly.

Fuutarou Uesugi was stunned.

Where did this movie queen come from? !

If he hadn't been watching her expression changes as a bystander, and was not affected by her temperament and appearance, he might be fooled by her perfect acting skills just like the two classmates just now.

Facing the estrangement of female classmates and the dislike of male classmates, all of them are well hidden under the etiquette. Even if she doesn't respond like a spring breeze like a real boudoir lady, when it comes to rejecting others, it's not easy. A skill that will be hated, this guy is definitely the most skilled one he has ever seen.

This is not an elf in the book, but a monster in the book, right? !

Because of his aloofness, Fuutarou Uesugi will still be judged and gossiped by others; but Mako Asada obviously doesn’t like to communicate with others like him, but he can be treated cautiously by others, and because of his top grades, These prudences gradually turned into respect.

Maybe it won't be long before she can also get her own title as a freshman like the first one, and become one of the famous figures in the history of Xiuzhi Academy.

It's terrifying.

Staring quietly at Mako Asada, Uesugi Fuutarou suddenly felt aggrieved that she was inferior to him in every aspect, and his brows could not help but solemnly frowned.

At this moment, she suddenly raised her hand to touch the white jade-like earlobe, turned her head suddenly, and pierced Uesugi Fuutarou next door sharply.

"Ah." Uesugi Fuutarou's expression froze.

"...Huh?" Asada Mako blinked.

The two stared at each other in astonishment, as if they didn't expect to meet each other's sight at this moment.

Breathing stopped, and the pointer of time seemed to slow down.

But not long after, Mako Asada slowly turned her head back expressionlessly, as if she didn't see it, and buried her head in her arms, as if she was taking a nap, or like a little squirrel hiding in a hole.

However, Fuutarou Uesugi could see that the small white ears exposed outside the smooth black hair had already been dyed a faint crimson.

It's like a glass of strawberry sorbet, making him feel a little hungry after eating only the barbecue set without barbecue for lunch.

Under his stopped gaze, Asada Mako seemed to have noticed something, quickly covered her ears with her hair, and sat up suddenly, raised her head and raised her chest, her eyes calmly looked at Fuutarou Uesugi, her tone was cold.

"Excuse me, this classmate, can you please stop staring at me? I have male phobia..."

"Is this a lie?"

Uesugi complained reflexively, which made Asada Mako stunned for a moment, and a guilty conscience appeared in her eyes for a moment.

But soon, she continued to put on a pretty face and said in a cold voice.

"Whether it's a lie or not, it's an indisputable fact that you harassed a girl with your eyes. Or do you need me? If nothing happens, I'll call the police."

"Why did you call the police directly!?"

As if defeated, Uesugi looked a little bitter, scratched his hair, and said without looking away.

"I admit it was my fault for staring at you, and I'm sorry in advance - but it's just to know what kind of guy is looking at the guy with a grade higher than me. I have no interest in you, please Don't get me wrong."

"Really? I happen to be too." Asada Mako shrugged and turned her head back with a cold expression.

"I'm not interested in people whose grades are lower than mine. As long as you can manage your eyes and forget what happened just now, I won't trouble you."

"Then... wait, did you sneak in some strange conditions?"

"Please don't bother me, I have to read a book."

Asada Mako picked up the book without changing his face, showing no sign of wanting to talk to him.

Fuutarou Uesugi clicked his lips secretly, leaned back on the table again, and turned his gaze to the window.

"What an annoying guy..."

Forget it, I won't have anything to do with her anyway; I came here to get a better future, not to quarrel with girls, as long as I take care of my studies.

Thinking of this, through the reflection of the window, the girl's quiet and beautiful side face still came into his eyes.

When she was reading, she really had an indescribable unique temperament.

But for some reason, he could see a touch of loneliness and gloom from those drooping eyebrows.

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gym class.

Today's sun is abnormally big, which makes people feel like summer is about to enter.

The physical education teachers at Xiuzhiyuan are extremely strict. Unless there is a definite certificate, no one, regardless of gender, can escape the five laps of the playground as a warm-up exercise. With the sweat of youth.

The line is getting longer and longer, some are ahead and some are behind.

Fuutarou Uesugi is the one behind. His physical fitness is not very good. He usually tries his best just to study, let alone exercise.

After running two and a half laps at a constant speed, his physical strength was running low, so he just planned to jog for the rest of the distance.

Anyway, the teacher didn't stipulate how fast to run, the fact that he had run was enough to comfort himself, there was no need to work so hard.

Thinking of this, a slender figure suddenly ran by beside him, the fair skin reflected nearly transparent light, his running posture was as standard as a textbook, but his chest heaved violently like a bellows.

It's that guy.

Uesugi subconsciously quickened his pace, chased after her, and looked at her beside him.

"Hi, are you okay?"

"..." Trying to adjust her disordered and rapid breathing, Asada Mako just glanced at him quietly, then looked away.

Her expression was slightly uncomfortable, her breathing was abnormally rapid, and her steps were shaky, but her eyes were extremely stubborn looking forward, letting the sweat slide down her slender neck, she ran forward on her own.

Obviously looking very tired, her face was bloodless, and the flush that should be exercised was only pale, which made her black eyes brighter, but she still didn't slow down, letting her slender legs keep kicking forward.

Uesugi couldn't help frowning, without even realizing it, there seemed to be a little worry in his tone.

"Is it necessary to be so reluctant? If you are not in good health, you can learn from others. Isn't it enough to run slowly?"

Wiping the sweat from her forehead with her swinging arms, and her delicate face with persistent perseverance, Mako Asada stepped out step by step, her cherry lips parted slightly, and the words came out softly amidst the sound of panting.

"...you...it's you, I'm me...my study...what I want to do...it's only about me..."

Uesugi Fuutarou stared at her in surprise, but could only see the arc of his lips being pursed forcefully.

The next moment, she speeded up her pace bravely, her black hair tied into a ponytail swung behind her, gradually leaving Fuutarou Uesugi behind.

Staring blankly at her back, he slowly slowed down, listening to the sound of his breathing changing from rapid to gentle, and his blood cooling down bit by bit.

He thought of that guy's face as if he was clinging to something, his frail body that seemed about to fall down at any time, and the stubborn eyes that would never fall down at any time.

Lowering his head and touching his bangs, Uesugi Fuutarou suddenly pursed his lips in displeasure.

"It's really not my style to put a hot face on a cold butt...Forget it, just treat it as a physical exercise!"

It's up to him to think rationally, anyway, I don't have time to think about things when I'm running.

Only I know what the meaning of that smile that he quietly evoked at this moment is.

Thus, Uesugi Fuutaro stomped on the ground with all his strength, and rushed towards the figure of Mako Asada who was moving forward slowly and firmly.

"...Hey, I ran quite slowly, and I caught up in no time."

Asada Mako turned her gaze slightly, her pupils shrank in surprise.

Running beside her, Fuutarou Uesugi grinned, his voice pretending to be low and sinister: "Yeah, I can't surpass you in grades yet, then I... just beat you on the track."

Asada Mako blinked, not knowing so authentic.

"You...are you out of your mind...or are you shameless...?"

Uesugi frowned, and said in a self-defeating manner: "Ah, you should just pretend to be everything!

Anyway, the two of us run very slowly. If anyone is laughed at, it won't be embarrassing. If you die, you can still hold your back. How great. "

He laughed lowly: "What's more...running alone is quite boring. Isn't it motivated to run with someone to accompany you?"

Asada Mako looked at him blankly.

Then he rolled his eyes and turned around.

"Who cares about you, run away by yourself."

A soft hum was drowned in the sound of footsteps, and then he started to speed up expressionlessly.

Uesugi showed a tricky smile, and at the same time quickened his pace, not long after, he was half a step ahead of her.