I am a master of light novels in Japan

I'm a Master of Light Novels in Japan Chapter 889

Xue Na put away the umbrella, and her clothes were a bit drenched. Standing inside, she looked up at the rain slightly. This snow-like girl made this beautiful scenery even more meaningful.

No matter how many times Li Yan watched it, he looked at the beautiful snow scene.

"Senior."

Xuexiaxuenai cast a dull look at Li Yan.

"!"

Li Yan paused slightly.

Xuenai stood in front of the rain curtain, her bright eyes staring at him, and asked: "So, you called me out, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Li Yan had a headache right now. He said that the email was not his idea. He hadn't talked about any feelings at all. At such a critical moment, it would be great if there is any way to learn from it, but nothing is too late. , Almost went into battle in a hurry.

"This...this..."

Li Yan's face was full of tension, almost out of breath.

In the end, after Li Yan hesitated for a while, he calmed down, looked at Yukino, and said, "I'm here to reply to what you told me before."

"..."

When Xuexia heard it, Xuenai lowered her head slightly, and her palms clenched slightly.

"I always feel that you have some misunderstandings about my crush on that senior sister." Li Yan's eyes relaxed slightly, and said frankly to her.

"?" Xue Nai looked at him puzzled.

"I also said before, I was unrequited love before. But I seem to be...sometimes thinking is too simple, I didn't understand her feelings, and even made big mistakes because of such feelings. Such mistakes My mood has always left a deep mark on me, but I am now sober, and I will accept a feeling that truly likes me."

"I don't know how to treat you, it's just that feeling, like I want to give you the best things in the world, I have always been able to protect you, love your mood, and I will never lose to you."

The crystal clear rain fell on his side, and his hearty face showed a happy smile, and said to Yukino Yukino: "I like you, Yukino."

"what……"

Xuexiaxuenai looked at Li Yan's smile, her white cheeks suddenly turned red, and the girl who had been calmly dealing with things, and the heart of a woman who was like a thousand years of cold snow, gradually melted in this flame.

Gradually, Xue Nai closed his eyes, but soon opened them slightly. The eyes that were always tough, finally shaken.

Her likes have always been calm and quiet, and not vigorous.It's like melting snow in winter.

I once met this senior high school student in a training class of unknown origin in the restaurant with that indifferent face.

After she was followed, she opened the door of the school warehouse and saw the young man who would come to her and be bruised all over her body. That scene quietly changed her impression of him.

He is a real person.

This kind of thing is not something ordinary people can just do.

This person is not like a sister who knows everything and can handle everything freely, but he can walk down firmly at any time, covered in cuts and bruises to welcome the last sunshine. When Xueno is watching by his side, it is as if he is really watching The same as Van Gogh's "Sunflower."

In adversity, looking for hope...

A touch created the [Ministry of Service], the Ministry of Service did not seem to reduce the darkness of the world too much, but she felt that warmth.

She had always thought that Li Yan had a careful and calm thinking, but now she has also discovered that this young man who will repay with double love when he is loved has a purer heart for love than her.

"Thank you, senior..."

Xuexia Xuena raised her head slightly, as if it had been raining, she showed a sweet smile and said to him.

It was the first time that she had such an irrational mood.

I hope this mood will last forever...

The showers first stopped.

The streets of Ueno have become cleaner and brighter.

Yukino Yukoshita left. When she said that she was going back to Chiba's house, this beautiful girl seemed to have a little more smile on her face, all with a small smile, but she could see that she was in a real mood. it is good.

"Then, I will go back first."

Yukino stood at the door, looked back at him, and said.

"Ah, well, be careful on the way."

Li Yan behaved a little fettered and said to her.

The ice and snow girl looked in her eyes, her expression was slightly stunned, and suddenly she smiled at him again.

This smile is extremely precious and priceless.

Li Yan opened his eyes slightly and felt unable to breathe again.

The tram door opened, Yukoshita Yukino walked out, and soon disappeared in the crowd, and soon the tram door closed again.

Li Yan finally fell in love, but he didn't know how to describe this mood. It might be a stronger emotion than happiness...

Are you happy?

Li Yan stood by the door, looking at the sky, thinking.

After getting off at Shinjuku, it was almost noon.

Li Yan was walking on the street, and the clothes that had been soaked were almost dry at the moment. When he passed a jewelry store in the center of Shinjuku, he also noticed the sign.

——[7.14, send a silver gift to your couple.

Standing on the street, Li Yan suddenly lifted his spirits. He knew before that he had been given a silver watch by Xue Nao. It may be related to this silver Valentine's Day. There are ten Valentine's Days a year, and none of them have anything to do with him. Naturally, he was indifferent to black, white, silver and gray, but it was different now.

He resolutely walked in and picked a gift to return Yukoshita Yukino.

In the end, he bought a silver necklace for 50,000 yen, always feeling that this gift would be more appropriate.

However, Li Yan had just handed over the money. With the expectation that he would reunite with Xue Nao again, Li Yan carefully put the necklace box in his pocket, opened the door and walked out.

In the sunshine, I don't know when, there were a few more people wearing suits at the door, not like a gangster, but more like a private bodyguard, surrounded him.

"?"

Seeing this, Li Yan stopped.

"What's the matter?" Li Yan's original expression gradually cooled down, and asked with a pair of indifferent gazes that responded to their provocation.