Is there something wrong with me confessing to myself?

Is there something wrong with me confessing to myself?Author: Moonwind Night

On this day, I was forced to confess to the school goddess under the punishment game. However, no one knew that the school goddess was another me with one soul and two bodies.

So now there is a serious problem,

Should I promise to confess?Or should I promise to confess?Or should I promise to confess?

Whether or not to pretend to be forced is really a very serious question.

Prologue

What kind of punishment game is this?

The punishment game that is so shameful is already the only one in the world, there is no semicolon, right?

"Well, classmate Yue, can you spare a little time? I have something I want to tell you."

My expression was full of embarrassment, ashamed as if I wanted to learn from an ostrich.

Don't ask me how I know what expression I have now, it's just from the perspective of another me standing opposite me with a blank face.

"What's the matter? Classmate Ye?"

"Huh? How did Master Yue know Ye's name? They're not in the same class. Could it be that Master Yue knew Ye before?"

"I don't know, haven't you heard Ye say it?"

"Maybe Lord Yue is also paying attention to Ye. After all, you see, although Ye is relatively weak in strength, his face is still very good-looking. If he is not from a commoner background, there must be many noble ladies chasing after him."

I heard whispers in the grass behind me through the oversensitive hearing of the other me, Yue, and I couldn't help screaming in my heart.

Carelessness!

As a last resort, I reluctantly made a remedy.

"Student Yue, do you know my name?"

From the perspective of the moon, as Ye, I look surprised, and my tone is full of expectation and surprise, which can be said to be flawless.

Yes, in a crisis, my acting skills really stand the test.

"You helped me with my luggage when I entered school, and I will never forget it."

This event is real.

But the object mentioned in the words is reversed.

It's not Ye helping Yue to carry luggage, but Yue helping Ye to carry luggage.

My mother is to blame for this, she brought me a whole load of luggage when she came to Cradle College, I couldn’t carry it by myself, and what if someone stole it in batches?

And it just so happened that at that time, the other me also came to the school—basically without any hesitation, what's wrong with doing my own favor?

People need to know how to support themselves.

Ever since, as Yue, I walked out of the girls' dormitory, pretended briefly, and then picked up my big bag of night as Ye at the school gate, and sent it all the way to the boys' dormitory.

No way, unlike me (Ye) who was born as a commoner, I (Yue) who was born as a nobleman is both civil and military, and a natural genius, that's why I have this strength.

Therefore, the intersection of me (night) and me (month) in school is on that day.

I have checked the facts, I just falsified a little bit of the facts.

There is no way to tell the real facts.

After all, it's understandable for me (Ye) to be courteous to the beautiful lady as a licking dog.

But I (Yue), as a noble lady, volunteered to help a commoner with luggage——no one can understand this, right?

"Then, what's the matter, Classmate Ye?"

"Actually, that..."

Gritting my teeth and stomping my feet, I (Yue) bent slightly, lowered my head, and stretched out my right hand to me (Yue).

"I like you! Can you please date me?!"

Well, the punishment game of shame is over, and the problem is finally here.

At this time, facing my (Yue) confession, should I (Yue) refuse or agree?

Rejection is a normal plot. Although I will be ridiculed by a group of bad friends, no one would expect me to be able to confess successfully.

And agree—that’s the protagonist’s plot, right?

In fact, I (Yue) is a little hesitant now whether I should agree to it or not.

It's not because I (Yue) wants to save face, get a big tooth out of shock, and get over the protagonist's addiction, but it's purely because I (Yue) has a problem right now.

——There are too many male suitors.

It's so troublesome, super troublesome, just thinking about it makes my scalp feel numb, okay?

There's no way, whoever is in my situation probably wouldn't want to choose a man to marry, right?

If you can't accept it, you can't accept it!

Thinking about it makes me feel cold, okay?

Well, yes, the reason is very simple, that is, the male-minded me (Ye) has the upper hand in terms of sexual orientation, so I (Yue) cannot accept marrying a man anyway.

Therefore, we must think of a way.

And now...

Isn't it just the best opportunity?

Although this will cause other troubles, the harm between the two powers is the lesser. Compared with facing the constant pursuit of a group of male suitors, I would rather fall into the trouble of the protagonist's plot.

So, now that the opportunity has come, should I agree?Should I agree?Should I agree?

Sure enough, I still have to agree.

Chapter 1 There is a gap between me and me

When I was five years old, I went to school.

I went to school with both.

I (night) went to a junior school in a small town, and the other (month) I went to the royal junior school in Wangduzhong. The teaching environment of the two is not at the same level-but I have long been used to it This contrast.

Let’s not talk about the things on my (month) side for now, but let’s talk about the things on the other side of me (night).

I had a childhood sweetheart—a vocabulary that seemed to be hard for me to use when I was five years old.

Anyway, I have a girl I've played with since I was a baby, and her name is Lafayette.

She has blond hair, a pair of golden eyes, a cute and beautiful face, and a loud and annoying cry.

Since I was a baby, I have been bathed in her crying countless times, and today is the time when she cries the most.

"Wow, dad, mom, wow, mom, wow..."

She hugged my neck from the left side, crying terribly and deafeningly.

Of course, it wasn't just her who made me deafen, but the whole class was crying.

The whole class was crying except me.

I don't understand what's the point of crying. Aren't mom and dad just watching from the window?Can you look in the window for me?Don't your parents just stand with my mother?

"do not Cry."

What else can I say besides this sentence?

"But, mom doesn't want me anymore..."

"Mom didn't want you."

"Without mom, mom doesn't want me anymore..."

What should I do if I can't understand?

"...It's okay, your mother doesn't want you, I want you. Don't worry, I will always be with you. So don't cry."

"Cry... Really, really...?"

Lafayette's crying finally gradually faded away, turning into a soft sob.

Very good, finally no one is crying loudly in my ears.

As for the others who are crying...I've given up.

Cry, cry, cry and get used to it.

That's how it was, my first day at school was spent crying.

When she came home from school, Lafayette rushed to her parents crying, and she should finally be able to understand that she was not thrown away.

However, from that day forward, she became even more annoying.

During school, she refused to leave my side at all, and she always waited outside when I went to the toilet, and she insisted on pulling me to go to the toilet by herself—ah, the so-called childhood sweetheart is such an annoying creature.

TV is a lie and it's not nice at all.

How annoying?How is it not good?

Let me give an example.

"Ye, I don't know how to use chopsticks."

During lunch on the second day of school, Lafayette looked at me with tears in the corners of his eyes and an aggrieved look on his face.

Her grievance lies in the ridicule of others.

The little fat man on my left smiled triumphantly after seeing that Lafayette didn't know how to eat with chopsticks, and then showed off his sensitive chopsticks skills in front of Lafayette Constantly pick up the food.

What can I do but sigh?

Well, I can still feed this girl.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the food, and fed her mouthfuls until she was full.

Yes, from this day on, I have an extra job during lunch time, and I have to feed this girl before I eat myself.

However, this is not the only thing I have more work to do?

wear clothes?

will not.

If the teacher wanted to help her dress, she would not let me do anything, and I became her full-time servant.

Nap?

Crying.

I have to hug me to sleep, the teacher is crying because of her, so I can only let her sleep with me in the end, I have completely become a pillow - I can sleep comfortably with my limbs wrapped around others, but can I sleep with my limbs wrapped around me?

homework?

to teach.

Not only am I a student, but I also work as a part-time teacher at home and am forced to review.

This is the so-called childhood sweetheart.

Real life is so cruel.

From the age of five, this grueling life has been going on for more than two years. It was not until the age of seven that it gradually changed—Lafayette was finally able to be independent in school.

And the day when I was seven years old was a special day.

According to national regulations, all students will get a national unified "identification" opportunity every year when they are in school from the age of seven.

"Appraisal Day" is October 10.

For civilian families who are not willing to spend money on "identification", this opportunity cannot be missed.

The other me (month) had already "identified" at the age of five, but I (night) never had that chance.

When I was seven years old, I (Ye) was finally going to conduct the first "identification", so this opportunity must not be let go.