Raise Love-124-"Then I'll make it clear to you again

"The future is long, no matter how long, there's still hope"

"Accompany you until this story is told"

As early as when Ryder held the guitar and said that this song was especially for the girl he loved, some people had already guessed that it must be a love song.

And until now, the girls who had once liked Ryder, even those who had thought they might be the special one, finally had to admit that it was just a delusion for self - entertainment.

This boy, who was like a chosen one, when he truly fell in love with a girl, was actually no different from an ordinary person.

In the quietness, the affectionate and tender singing came to an end.

Ryder put down the guitar, jumped down from the edge of the podium, and walked straight towards the girl standing in the crowd.

People subconsciously moved aside, making way, and the view widened.

It revealed the petite girl wearing a black windbreaker that obviously didn't belong to her. Everyone looked in the direction Ryder was walking.

Only then did they realize that the girl the president was going to confess to was actually among them.

Ryder stopped in front of Aria.

Just one step away, he was much taller, and Aria had to tilt her face up to look at him. As soon as she met those gentle and smiling peach - blossom eyes, she felt her head being ruffled randomly.

Ryder's palm dropped, lightly resting on her neck, and his slightly rough fingertips gently caressed it as he called her.

"Airy."

"Yeah." Aria blinked, her voice soft. Being watched by so many people, she couldn't help but feel shy and replied in a small voice.

Ryder wiped the corner of her eye with his finger.

The little girl's almond - shaped eyes, which had shed tears, were still moist, as clear as if washed by water. Her curled eyelashes fluttered, the corners of her eyes were a bit red, and the small mole at the corner was alluringly charming.

He sighed and chuckled, saying helplessly, "Am I really bad? Why do I always make you cry? I'm so worried about you."

"It's not your fault." gōΠb.ōγg

Aria said in a small voice.

It was she who was being so emotional, turning into a cry - baby.

"I'll try harder," Ryder said. "I won't make you cry in the future." After a pause, his fingertips lazily hooked the little girl's hair, and he grinned, asking, "Does my singing sound good?"

Aria curved her eyebrows and nodded again. "It sounds good."

It had always sounded good.

"Ooh." Ryder looked down at the obedient little girl, his eyes becoming tender and doting. "Then let me confess to you again."

Aria looked at him, her eyes shining.

"The previous one was kind of a trick. I haven't formally told you." The boy's voice was deep, losing his laziness and casualness. He said slowly and seriously, "Aria, I like you."

"It's not just a casual statement. I really, really like you."

When he found his emotions being uncontrollably affected by this little girl in front of him many times, he realized it and was willing to fall for her.

After all, for so many years, there was only this one little girl.

She made his head spin, made him unable to walk away when he saw her. Even that year at the bus stop, seeing her cry, he, like an immature kid, took her home.

His education told him that this was not right.

A grown - up boy, under any circumstances, shouldn't easily take a defenseless little girl home. It was unreasonable both morally and rationally.

But the night was also dangerous.

He couldn't leave Aria alone, squatting there crying. The girl was so small, huddled up in a tiny ball, crying so sadly.

Aria was the little girl he had silently escorted and protected during his teenage years when his values were not fully formed and he had just stepped into adolescence.

No matter how outstanding Ryder was, he was just an ordinary person.

No one could follow only one little girl for many years and still remain calm and indifferent, without having any special feelings for her.

Occasionally, he would think about why he couldn't catch this little girl's eye. She seemed to dislike him so obviously. So what if he got into a fight? He was excellent in other aspects.

Didn't he have any merits?

Was her eyesight so bad that she couldn't see any of them?

Thinking about it, he would deliberately stop thinking about it, pretending to be disdainful.

Even so, when he saw her crying, he still couldn't move on.

At that time, he didn't think this had anything to do with love. It was just the common problem of teenagers. The more you ignored me, the more restless and eager I was to pester you.

But she was always special.

From childhood to adulthood, until Maya Brooks became Aria's best friend and he took on the task of giving her a ride on the way, the only women around him were his mother and Maya Brooks.

Maya Brooks had been a tomboyish girl since she was a child.

When the two families went on a vacation in the countryside when they were kids, Maya Brooks had short hair that reached her ears. She was even more skilled at climbing trees to get bird eggs than he was. She didn't have any of the fragility of a girl.

So in Ryder's eyes, even when she grew up, grew her hair long, and looked more like a girl, her essence remained the same.

He thought girls were probably all like this.

He took it for granted.

Until a quiet, well - behaved, delicate, and somewhat timid little girl suddenly appeared beside Maya Brooks.

It was very difficult to accept the sudden break of his fixed perception.

Especially for a rebellious teenager like Ryder, who was arrogant and thought he was the king of the world and didn't want anyone to interfere.

Because of Maya Brooks, their group met Aria more frequently. Even though the little girl was so quiet that she was almost invisible and didn't communicate with them.

It took Ryder a long time to convince himself to accept a certain fact -

Human beings are divided into two genders, male and female.

However, female creatures in this world are very mysterious.

His mother, gentle and kind, was the representative of a great mother.

Maya Brooks, a girl, although everyone has different personalities, she could represent all women except his mother.

Then, a third situation suddenly emerged.

Aria - delicate,prone to crying, very cold to him, and somehow magical. He seemed to be possessed when he met her. He wouldn't feel at ease until he coaxed her well.

Aria was the only little girl Ryder had ever met in his life who was delicate in every way and also very annoying.

Just by crying, she made people feel that the whole world owed her and she had to be coaxed. Ryder sometimes thought out of boredom that this girl was so difficult to deal with, who could ever handle her?

At that time, he didn't really like her.

Graduation meant the end. The last time he saw the little girl with red - rimmed eyes through the car window, he still thought she was delicate.

A thought flashed through his mind that she was so prone to crying, so well-behaved and delicate, and probably would be bullied in the future.

But no matter what, it had little to do with him.

There were countless universities at home and abroad. They would go their separate ways, and most people might not see each other again for many years.

The slow - blooming love of teenagers seemed not to have emerged yet.

He didn't feel reluctant at that time. To be exact, he didn't have any extra emotions. His feelings were not that abundant, rather indifferent compared to ordinary people. The end meant goodbye.

But now, looking at the little girl's delicate and charming face, catching the twinkling stars of joy in her eyes.

Ryder suddenly gave in.