I uninstalled Huangmao System

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Chapter 36 36 Shadows accompanying each other.

On my third birthday, I made a birthday wish.

To be honest, I have completely forgotten the scene at that time, but every year on my birthday, my parents would bring it up again to make fun of me.

Gradually, the scene described by my parents was engraved in my heart.

Tsuki-kun, who lives next door, has the same birthday as me. I was born at nine in the morning. I heard that that is the most beautiful time of the day for cherry blossoms, so my parents named me "Sakura", which symbolizes cherry blossoms.

Yuejun was born at nine o'clock in the evening, and I was a full twelve hours older than him.

For those of us who were still young back then, 12 hours was enough to compare with the length of time in "years", so for a while, I always regarded myself as his sister.

As for when we started to become better friends through what we experienced, we gradually became inseparable.

How can I remember that kind of thing one by one?

It's just like using chopsticks to pick up vegetables and using a spoon to ladle soup.

From the day I was born, there was such a boy surrounding me all the time, and I never thought deeply about the reason.

As for the thought of "separating" in the future, I never even thought about it for a second.

During that period, we seemed to have no concept of "individual" in our brains. To put it in a slightly crude way, we didn't distinguish between you and me.

I always feel that even having to go home and sleep separately at night is a very strange thing.

I think maybe among the "childhood sweethearts", we are also the slightly peculiar type.

……

……

Around the second grade of elementary school, I began to realize that Yue-kun was a very popular boy.

Every day when I pass by the school shoe cabinet, I can always see three or four letters falling out of his shoe cabinet. They are all pink and tender, with his name written in round characters.

He would blush and put all these letters into his schoolbag, and I felt a little envious just looking at them.

That's great, I want to write to him too.

I want to see him blush for me.

Maybe it’s because we’ve been together for too long, and there’s never been a blushing or heart-pounding scene between us.

And I never felt that his appearance was so fascinating to me.

Even if he didn't look like what he looks like now, I wouldn't leave because of this.

"Yuejun, we can finally go home together today."

"Hey~~but I made an appointment with everyone to play football together today."

"But, I want to go home with Yuejun. We haven't gone home together for a long time."

"Hmm... That's it. I understand. There's really nothing I can do about you. Then Saakura-chan, wait for me here. I'll go talk to Tetsuya."

"um. Thank you!"

In fact, I don't care at all whether he goes to play football or not.

Just enjoying the happiness that he would compromise for me one-sidedly made me feel that he put "Sakura Sakurakoji" above everything else.

Just like this, I couldn't be happier.

Later, I never asked him to refuse playing football with his friends.

I would sit on the slide in the park and watch him play football in the open space. When the sky turned golden and he was the only one left in the lively open space, I would slowly get out and go home holding hands with him.

I was surprised to find that I enjoyed my time with him more this way.

What, if only I had done this earlier.

……

By the third grade, Yuejun had completely become a celebrity in the grade. Although he was not outstanding in studies, everyone always had a crush on the handsome athletic boy.

I heard that the girl who was the manager of the football department would secretly call him "Yuejun" in private.

That is obviously a privilege that only belongs to me.

"Recently, Tsuki-kun, you won the competition against Meguro Elementary School next door very well. Everyone said it was Tsuki-kun's credit."

"It is the result of everyone's hard work. I have tried my best just to live up to everyone's passing."

"Yue-kun, you look very happy."

"Yeah! I'm happy every day. I'm happy to play football. I'm also happy to go home from school with Saakura-chan. Hmm... I wish math could be easier. The previous math test was too difficult."

"Although Yue-kun is very good at sports, his studies are average."

"I am the wise and foolish type."

"What does it mean to be wise and foolish?"

"Well, it should be used to describe people who are very smart."

"It turns out that Yue-Jun knows a lot."

"Hey~~"

"Then let's go home together, Yue."

"Eh?"

"Let's go home together, Yue."

"Uh... oh oh."

I stopped calling him "Jun", perhaps to compete with the football manager I had never met.

I have been by his side since I was born, so there is no reason why I should lose to her.

Therefore, whenever he was called "Yue" in front of other people, some of the boys would always make a fuss and yell "couple, couple".

To be honest, I don't hate it.

I think the same goes for the moon.

Because from then on, he also called me Saakura.

……

Yue has always been walking in front of me. He was obviously regarded as my younger brother when he was a child, but it seems that it has become difficult for me to keep up with him.

Apart from growing taller every year, I don't seem to have made much progress compared to my lower grade years.

Recently, I have had few opportunities to go home with Yue.

Whenever school is over, he is always surrounded by girls I don't know. Although he looks very troubled, he often looks at me asking for help, as if hoping that I can come forward to drive them away.

But whenever I see a scene like that, I feel an itchy feeling of discomfort in my heart. I obviously don't hate him, but I suddenly don't want to see his face, so I turn around and leave arrogantly.

Of course, even so, I can't possibly hate him.

I started thinking, thinking non-stop, thinking about how much effort Sakurakoji Sakura would need to catch up with him.

So, I started practicing track and field.

If I can also become a decent sports girl, can I be closer to him?

With this expectation, I practiced rain or shine, day after day, year after year.

The soft flesh on my body disappeared, and my fair skin was tanned to a wheat color. I accidentally won the district championship. When I came to my senses, everyone around me was cheering for me.

He is also one of them.

After entering junior high school, Yue stopped playing football.

It's not because of any injury, it's purely because my academic performance is not good enough and my parents asked me to study hard.

Yue is different from me. He is the type who can improve his grades as long as he studies hard. So far, he has just not tried his best.

Because I am his childhood sweetheart, I understand.

And as time goes by, we can no longer hold hands and go to school.

He is getting taller and taller, and I have also begun to wear tank tops, looking forward to the second growth that will come when I don't know when.

There are still many girls around him, and I have long been accustomed to them.

As for the football manager, I heard that he went to a different school from us and we never met him again.

And even if we go to the same school, different classes mean different intersections.

Gradually, we changed from childhood sweethearts to schoolmates.

"Sister Liuli, is Yue at home?"

"Read a book in your room."

"Hey~~ Why is this guy still reading at home on weekends?"

Due to some complicated reasons, there was an additional sister in Yue's family. At first, I started to fight against her, and I always opposed her. I was young and frivolous.

"Yue, I'm coming in."

After opening the bedroom door, Yue Zheng was sitting in front of the computer with his back to me, wearing earphones, and didn't notice that I entered the room at all.

I immediately thought of playing a prank, and stepped forward gently. I was about to cover his eyes, but my eyes were attracted by the picture on the computer screen.

He took a step back and kicked down the small stool that was placed aside to rest his feet and pick up books.

Diyue suddenly woke up and looked back at me, her dark eyes reflecting my panicked face.

"You, you, you...why did you come in without knocking on the door!"

I stared blankly at the picture on the computer screen, having no time to think about whether I had knocked on the door before.

But Yue jumped to the side very excitedly, lifted up his pants in a panic, and the headphone cable connected to the host popped out with a bang, just like the nerve in my brain, which was suddenly severed.

Shameless female moans immediately filled the room.