Yuki Ai didn't know how to explain to Asuka, she thought to herself that he would definitely feel childish.

So she lowered her eyebrows slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she said softly, "Don't care about Kangu."

Because Yuki Ai completely pressed the large woven bag on the cashier, Asuka was able to take this opportunity to see Yuki Ai's side face again.

What you see when you open the clouds and mists is not the blue sky or the mountains, but the first snow that has fallen into the world in the year.

Yukiyo Love may not be the first snowflake that fell in rivers, lakes and seas when the first frost, nor is it the last bit of snow-white melting from the branches when the snow clears.

"Hmm? It's snowing?"

"Hey, it's snowflakes!"

"Mom, mom, it's snowing!"

At this time, the snowflake that fell on people's palms and made people sigh was her.

The one that is inconspicuous and ordinary, but it is the most touching.

In this way, there is a unique snowflake in everyone's heart.

Everyone has a special feeling for this snowflake, either surprised, angry, disgusted, or ecstatic... different.

When Asikawa saw the side face of Xuehua for the first time, he felt that she was very hard-working and stubbornly refused to give up the beauty in her heart. Will it be very tiring to live?

She refused to ask for help from others and stubbornly believed that she could handle everything.

If such a girl was put in the past, Akikawa would definitely not even look at her.

He only counterattacks the girls who have ideas about him first. He will only satisfy all the other party's fantasies when the other party needs and speaks on their own initiative.

In the end, Asuka got points and left, and the girl gained a short "love".

As for whether these girls would miss Torii Kawa to the point of being heartbroken at Yuese, it was not the question he had to consider.

He is only responsible for setting fires in the woman's heart and extinguishing the fire.

A summary of one word is scum.

Even the childhood sweetheart Haruna Ye Sakura, and Yamazaki Ai, who regarded him as the only Yamazaki Ai, never took the initiative. It was only after the girl exchanged sincerity for her sincerity, that he exchanged the heart that was replaced in the same way, and then stole the other party's heart.

But today, facing Yuki Ai's side face with his head down slightly red, he felt that perhaps the girl in front of him could always give him many surprises and surprises...

The first time I missed the dangerous love game, the first time I almost deceiving the mini self, the first time I felt that the world was unfair, the first time...

Asakawa suddenly understood his true feelings for Yuki Love in an instant.

That's what he has been self-denying since a long time ago...sympathy.

Of course, this sympathy is not sympathy for the old beggars on the roadside, nor is it sympathy for the lower-ranking people, but it is real, sympathy that everyone should have.

Anyone who still has a trace of kindness and beauty in his heart will definitely feel sympathy when facing people like Yukiyoi.

That is a special emotion, you will think in your heart: "This girl is so miserable. Why is life so unfair to her? If such a girl is my girlfriend, I will definitely be like that."

To put it bluntly, it is similar to the desire for protection. Generally speaking, the better the man is, the more heavier this kind of "sympathy".

For example, next is the story of you and that girl.

Imagine that you are admitted to your ideal university, have a harmonious family and no worries about spending money, have an ideal and a future, have a healthy body and a refreshing appearance, and everything is happy.

In the new class, there is an inconspicuous girl, who is weak and has white clothes. She always wears a simple ponytail and buries herself in a pile of books.

You didn't find her at first, but later you tried to recall it and then picked up your first impression of her from the fragments of your memory.

Because your attention is all focused on the most beautiful girl in the class when you introduce yourself.

You think that pursuing such a girl in a new life is a perfect life and a college time worth showing off.

You think the air is sweet when she smiles.

But not long after, you found out that you were wrong.

Ignoring school rules and regulations, the exit becomes dirty, and I am warned by the school that I have not returned home at night. My boyfriend has changed one after another, and rumors keep coming...

Your ideal collapsed.

There is no perfect girl in the world.

At this moment, the weak girl stood in front of the water dispenser downstairs at the dormitory and looked at the balance on the card at a loss. Behind her was a team of urging people and a somewhat contemptuous look.

You subconsciously walked over and took out your own water card.

You two met because of a bucket of water.

The girl's family is very poor and her life is very difficult. She doesn't repay you much, but she still promises to give you money and give you favors.

You thought it was just two dollars, and you were too lazy to bend down to pick it up when you fell off the road. As for it?

What made this girl's eyes shine?

Later, she not only gave the money back to you that night, but also always returned to the classroom during free activities in physical education class and secretly helped your thermos to warm the hot water.

When you come back from class, the water doesn't happen to be hot.

The communication between you has begun.

You learned that the girl's father had passed away, that her mother had serious illness and needed money, and that she had a younger brother and a younger sister who needed tuition to go to school. She was the only hope in the family.

She could have gone to a better school, but only this university waived her tuition.

Because she takes the first place every time, she is absolutely undisputedly the first place.

She is not as good as others. Only studying day and night is her only way out.

In this way, she took a day and night of green train and wandered over from the small broken house at the end of the ridge in the countryside.

She passed by a national middle school where men and women were in disagreement due to her dereliction of duty. She passed by a low township house, a gray sky in her hometown, and a dirty but very energetic wild dog by the field.

The wild dog kept yelling at her, chasing her train, and then hysterically scolded her for not coming back if she went out, and would die in the big city.

The first time she went out far away, she vomited even when she took the train, and after getting off the station, she vomited out all the overnight meal.

But she did not show any timidity to the strange skyscrapers, nor did she feel a little afraid of the vending machines she had never seen before.

Her malnourished face always had a smile, which was a sunny smile from the heart.

Laughing is contagious. You often eat with her, go to the library, teach together, study in the same activity room, and catch students who violate discipline together.

There are also a smile on your face.

In the cafeteria, she always eats the cheapest rice and the sauce she brought from home. She said that it would not be bad.

Your meal is normal, and a portion of braised chicken rice or a portion of ramen is not expensive, it costs twelve yuan.

But it's enough for her to eat rice for three days.

So every time you start to use the excuse of losing weight on your own, complaining that your aunt gave too much, and take the opportunity to give her the dishes evenly.

She blushed and said thank you in a low voice.

Now you can not only drink warm water after physical education class that is envied by your friends, but also see a small figure under the dim street light outside the teaching building at the end of the club activity, and then get a box of simple night snacks.

One day, it was your turn to buy daily necessities in the dormitory. You went to the supermarket closest to the school and subconsciously called her.

At this time, you have known each other for a long time and many things have become habits.

You brought in a big bag of things to check out and pay. She took out the supermarket’s points card and asked the cashier a little shyly if he could use the points?

She dared not look at you, but her eyes were firm.

You call her so stupid, and you are not buying things by yourself, so why do you swipe your own points card for others?

Keep the points, you can buy some food to go back and see your pale and thin face. Apart from you, you feel sorry for yourself, who else feels sorry for you?

She blushed, lowered her eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Don't worry."

At this time, you looked at her side face like snowflakes.

You seem to understand everything.

Your initial relationship with her was sympathy.

I have to pay for a few cents of water for my classmates, and I feel sympathy for buying a bucket of water.

I just want to make do with the sauce I brought from home for only half a portion of rice, and I feel sympathy.

It was sympathy for her unfortunate life and unfair fate.

She is cute and sympathetic to her being stupid and cute when she is buying something.

At this moment, you understand everything.

So, at the moment when you can face sympathy in your heart openly, you no longer have sympathy in your heart, or in other words, it becomes something else.

You and her are met by sympathy, and fate is intertwined by sympathy, but in getting along with each other, sympathy produces more feelings that are above sympathy.

It's not sympathy when you think about doing something for her after drinking warm water.

After you have the bento, you decide to have a meal together next time you bring her the canned lunch meat you snatched from her roommate, which is not sympathy.

Then what is this?

Is love so one-sided?
To be continued...