The love story of a kind boy.

The aura of Earth.

Earth POV

If someone comments on my life, they will probably use the word "Perfect". I myself also thought that my life did not have any shortcomings.

I have a pretty good figure, good family condition, and my brain probably isn't too bad at consistently keeping my academic achievement in the top five of the class. I also have Anita, the perfect girlfriend and no one to blame. Since high school, we have known each other, following the obvious principle that the boys and girls match the best in the school. During the years we in the relationship, we never argued.

I was foolish to think that these things make for a perfect life, and I have been truly aware of my own foolishness ever since he arrived.

The day I opened the car door for Mix also brought him into my life at the same time. He messed up everything.

When was the first time I broke my rules? Maybe when I talked with my friend about wanting to change his position as Mix's senior, at that time, I just thought of meeting him as fate.

The second time, I dropped out of school to wait for him to wake up. I could have called to wake him up, but I really couldn't.

The times I break my rules more and more, I was puzzled at the start, but then every time I see Mix, I feel it's worth it.

I told myself, I just see him as a younger brother. And I also use that reason to justify all the unusual emotions going on within me.

Mix is ​​very gentle. That tenderness comes from a kind of instinct. He didn't even realize that he took care of me to the point that I felt pampered. He may forget his meals but never forgets to bring me water every day I played basketball. Mix may not know his face is red from the sun, as he touched my forehead and asked if I had a fever. Yes, I was in a drunken gaze as I looked into his clear eyes.

Mix also did not realize that his smile is compelling. Every time he laughs, I freeze, and my mind can't think.

I kept deceiving myself that I only saw him as a brother until one day, when I found out I couldn't ignore the envy inside me.

I realized that it was not just me, but many other people who liked Mix's smile, which annoyed me. At first, I was just a little irritable, even getting irrational with Mix, but then I decided to put him in my line of sight so that all eyes never reached him. In fact, his country style doesn't cover all his beauty. Mix will never know, half the girls approached me in the bar to ask about him, but those words will never reach his ears.

Mix will never know why I broke up with Anita. The night when he wore a cap, half-covered his face and dressed fashionable face to go to the show on behalf of an old friend in the dance group, he asked me to come and took him back home. At that time, when I realized I wanted to punch in the face of people who were staring at him lustfully, I couldn't deceive myself more. I just want to keep him for myself.

Mix also never forgives me about Dao. I wondered if he knew her gaze, which had always been looking in my direction since the first meeting. If it weren't me, it would be another guy. I just accelerated the breakup process of the two of them. I'm bad, but do you understand how much pain hurting me from looking at Mix and Dao together?

Mix, do you understand me? Your foolishness is lovely, but it makes me miserable.

Back to the present, the guy in front of me, after taking me to the room, is breathing hard. He still doesn't realize I'm not drunk. But I like to act like that because drunk people have so many perks.

Just when Mix was about to leave, I sat up and hugged him.

Mix immediately shouted and started struggling:

-Earth, are you crazy? Leave me.

Mix's strength was already unable to withstand me. He was quickly locked but still struggled non-stop. I took a deep breath and whispered in his ear:

-Mix.

He suddenly stopped struggling, but his body started shaking. This feeling is so good. I had to try my best to control myself. If my lower side out of control, he would disgust me. What if I say I love him, he will be scared and will be gone forever? I don't have the courage to try it. I lowered my head to Mix's shoulder, took a deep breath. The scent on him was soothing.

-Mix, can you stop like that?

Mix sighed. Maybe he gave up resisting my hug. He replied to me with a reproach.

-The way I take away your aura make you crazy like this?

I mumbled and answered him in a drunk man's way:

-My aura is leaving me.Mix sighed again. He didn't know. He was my aura.