All the people who like me are other people’s girlfriends! ?

What if I take the initiative and still get hurt?

What if your sincere feelings are ignored?

What should I do if my crush mentions other girls' names?

This is a runway with no rules and no finish line. Being reckless and rushing around will only result in injuries.

Just thinking about it, the feeling of sadness and helplessness that day came flooding back to my heart.

She had no idea...that love could be so painful.

"—I'm such a coward."

Lemon chuckled self-deprecatingly. The girl's current worries might sound far-fetched to others—a beautiful, well-off girl secretly in love with an ordinary boy, but with no reciprocity. But not all girls are obsessed with money and looks. Love is something so inexplicable. Once feelings are formed, even the biggest differences don't matter, and even flaws can be overlooked, with only the strengths in mind.

"Let's run another lap."

Lemon, feeling increasingly annoyed, straightened up. Even though she had already exceeded her training load for the day and continuing to run would inevitably put a strain on her legs, she simply couldn't calm down.

——Take a step forward.

There seemed to be a voice saying this in my ear.

But even though her feet were moving, she still felt like she was stuck in the same place.

Ugh, that feels awful.

Is she going to stay in this state forever? The competition is about to start soon...

Lemon quickened his pace again.

Her hero...would never show up.

*

That night, Qingye finished cleaning the windows in the empty lobby and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. A cold crescent moon hung in the sky, shining brightly.

He absentmindedly stretched out his hand towards the beautiful moon through the glass, as if measuring the distance from himself.

He was thinking of burning salt lemon.

How is she now?

After that day, he never saw Shaoyan again. After all, one of them was in school and the other was working, and their daily interactions were basically connected by Banaijian.

"Kyono-kun."

A gentle call came from behind.

Qingye turned around and was slightly stunned.

Banaijian was standing in front of him, with clear moonlight shining through the glass. The girl's blue hair emitted a gentle luster in the moonlight, and her figure reflected in the glass window danced with the dust in the moonlight. At this moment, the girl put one hand on her chest, her expression was inexplicably peaceful and serious, and her eyes seemed to be shining with a faint ripple.

He was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "...Who are you? Get off Lao Ba!"

"Don't call me that!" The blue-haired girl stomped her feet in dissatisfaction, and the inexplicable temperament on her body disappeared instantly.

"So, what do you want to say?" Qingye asked curiously.

Seeing her fingers gently curling the ends of her hair, Yanai whispered, "Go help Lemon, Qingye-kun!"

"Huh? What happened to her?"

"On the surface, everything seems normal..."

Yanaijian stared into his eyes and spoke softly, "But I can understand Lemon's feelings to some extent. She needs Qingye-kun's help now."

"This isn't a real war. How can I help her? I can't kidnap her childhood sweetheart or help her smash the axle of her wedding car."

He really couldn't do anything about it. They were not in the same school and had no chance to even meet, so how could he help?

Besides, things have come to this point and there is no room for others to intervene. You can only muster up the courage and give it a try. After all, love is your own business.

Qingye glanced at her:

"Aren't you also her best friend? Now is the perfect time for you to make an appearance."

"I can't be a hero."

Banai narrowed his eyes and smiled.

If it were before, he would definitely refuse in a condescending and indifferent manner. After all, he was still worrying about what to eat tomorrow, so how could he have the mind to participate in a romantic comedy? Although it is still the same now, at least he accepted some support from Shaoyan Lemon.

He said calmly, "I'm not a hero either. I want to be someone who floats in the air like a cloud, free from any constraints."

"Is that right?"

Seeing his eyes were clear and bright, as if fish were swimming in them, Yanai said, "I think if Qingye-kun knew about this, he would definitely not let it go, because you are an idiot."

"Actually, you just wanted to say idiot..."

"I'll leave Lemon in your care. I think only the equally enthusiastic Kiyono-kun can pull her out of this predicament."

Banaijian brushed her drooping hair back. Today, the girl's temperament was particularly calm and quiet, just like the moonlight at this moment.

She is usually a naive foodie, she is generous but has a delicate mind, and she is serious about solving problems when her friends encounter them. These together make her a unique girl.

"…if I could ever meet her."

Qingye said casually, "Let's go."

He turned around and walked back to the lounge.

Banaijian didn't move. She stood there quietly, looking at the boy's back, biting her lip, and a look of loneliness and unhappiness finally appeared on her pretty face.

She knew the consequences of her actions.

But she couldn't just leave it alone.

Ahhh, really...

"One day in the future, you must come and help me, okay?"

The girl's barely audible voice echoed softly.

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P.S.: 6500, it took me one day to finish writing. Sorry, I can only write this much. If I write more, it will affect the quality. I will continue with three chapters tomorrow. (Head in hand)

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The sky gradually turned from pitch black to deep blue, and cumulus clouds with a summer feel floated in the air.

The lights of cars hurrying along on the national highway gradually increased, the electronic billboards switched to good morning mode, the early morning trams crushed the last piece of night on the tracks, and signs of the city waking up were everywhere.

Burnt Salt Lemon was trotting through the quiet residential area, feeling neither relaxed nor uncomfortable, but in a very delicate state.

At this moment, she heard the ringing of a bicycle bell.

"The one in front, if you don't get out of the way I'm going to hit you!"

The short-haired girl subconsciously hid to the side, and then she saw a familiar face.

"Aqing, why are you here?" she asked in surprise.

"Of course it's a coincidence. How could a handsome young office worker like me, who delivers newspapers in the morning, works in a restaurant at noon, and has to deal with another job at night, come to you on purpose?"

Qingye smiled, and the first rays of morning light in the sky cast a soft light on his profile.

Lemon glanced at his bike and saw that the front basket was indeed filled with newspapers.

...Just now for a moment she thought that the other party came to care about her, she was really overthinking!

She walked forward slowly, "It's not easy for Qing either."

"So what happened last time? Did you make a good plan for your next battle after you got home?" Qingye pushed his bicycle while observing the girl's expression out of the corner of his eye.

"Actually, I've been addicted to light novels lately! Soon, a seemingly frivolous but actually very handsome boy will appear next to me. He has a strong physique and a passionate personality. Once someone needs him, he will immediately become golden and radiant."

Lemon held up a finger, his expression serious.

——You are completely escaping from reality!

"There are no such people in reality!" He gave the girl a fantasy correction punch.

"Anyway, I've let it go! There's nothing I can do about it. After all, my brain isn't very bright, and I can't concentrate on reading..."

The girl smiled a seemingly cheerful smile, her hands entangled behind her back.

"The Shaoyan I remember wouldn't back down easily," Qingye said.

"That's not the case..."

Lemon's grip suddenly tightened, and she began to jog as if trying to hide something. "I'm a little thirsty. What would you like to drink, Qingye-kun? As a reward for your hard work, I'll treat you to a drink!"

"mineral water……"

Looking at Shaoyan Lemon's back as he ran towards the vending machine as if nothing had happened, Qingye sighed.

Isn't it time yet...

*

The next day, the two met again by chance.

At the entrance of the alley where the morning mist had just dissipated, Salt Lemon was tiptoeing to reach something on the branch of a flowering tree - it was a pink balloon that seemed to have accidentally floated there.

The next second, a handkerchief embroidered with lemon slices slipped out of her pocket and lightly landed on the shoulder of a young man who was watching the show.

The refreshing scent of mint suddenly invaded his senses. Qingye was stunned and quickly took off his handkerchief.

"That's a textbook stalker appearance."

The girl took the balloon down and handed it to a little girl with twin ponytails next to her, then said to Qingye with a smile.

"Ms. Shaoyan? Are you putting a huge blame on me as if nothing happened?"

Qingye returned the handkerchief to her with a look of disgust.

It shouldn't be considered tracking. He just wandered around the target area given by Banaijian for a while... and he had permission!

Burnt Salt Lemon looked at him, and the smile on her pretty face gradually turned mischievous - after meeting him by chance for two consecutive days, even if she was slow-witted, she would have realized something. This was a fool who said one thing and meant another!

My mood inexplicably became much brighter.

"But..." She stopped and looked around, feeling a little puzzled. "Ah Qing, didn't you ride your bike today?"

"Halfway through the ride, the bicycle chain broke."

Qingye looked depressed.

"Oh, that's terrible. Where are the newspapers? Have they been delivered?" Lemon widened his eyes.

"There aren't many left, so it's not a big problem."

Lemon patted his chest and said without hesitation, "Let me help you deliver it. I'm quite familiar with this area. Which store do you want to deliver it to?"

"...That won't do. You are a noble and beautiful girl. If this gets out, I will have to commit seppuku to apologize." Qingye took a step back.

"Alright, alright, let's go, brother-in-law."

Lemon is a picture of a sister looking at her brother with caring eyes when he is suffering from a middle school syndrome.

Thirty minutes later.

"...The grandparents around here are all praising me. Delivering newspapers is pretty fun!"

At the bottom of the slope, Lemon stretched out in front of him, and Qingye looked away embarrassedly at her almost perfect figure.

"Hmph, what a young lady who is out of touch with the world." Qingye sneered with his hands folded.

"Why are you using such a rude tone? I helped you and I'm your benefactor!" Shaoyan Lemon was dissatisfied.

Her eyes fell on Qingye's face, and then she said:

"Aqing, do you have time next? Come with me to a place!"

"Although today's schedule is already full, if you really want to... I can squeeze out some time." Qingye reluctantly said.

"Prime Minister?"

Lemon smiled and took a step towards the sparsely populated path. After a while, a wide road appeared in front of them, with an endless sky, a clear river, and a sparsely populated open space, as if they had arrived at the end of the city.

Qingye looked into the distance and felt that the scenery was nice: "How did you find such a place?"

"I practice jogging often, so of course I have to find a good track in advance."