My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Biqigu, who was sitting at the next table, moved his butt, sat down at their table and twisted his body annoyedly, because he always felt that there was hemorrhoid virus in the place where Kawasaki Shahi was sitting just now.

"How to say it, a lot of it varies from person to person."

He drank the remaining soy milk in one breath: "But ordinary brothers and sisters can also be said to be the closest outsiders."

Xuexia was not at all surprised by his presence here, but raised his eyebrows tiredly: "Outsiders?"

The boy squinted at her, "Why, do you still want to become a wife?"

He paused, watching this guy's faint fatigue, he breathed out: "As I told you before, other people are hell. Not only do everyone except themselves do not meet all their own definitions of beauty, but they are also spiritually separated. Because of the distance between the sky and the earth, even relatives, such as brothers and sisters, can’t communicate at the spiritual level, so it’s not wrong to say that they are outsiders. Although they are outsiders, they are also the closest."

"...Is that so? It's really hard to imagine. People like you have such precious life experience."

"Well, I not only have experience in life, but also experience in a stranger. Would you like to experience it? It only costs 998 at a time, or yen!"

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"I always feel that I will have an accident if I stay with you for a long time, right."

Her lips squirmed slightly, "Yuhihama...how is it?"

Hachiman took a bite of the bread and saw that she was already holding her small bag and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped to ask such a question.

Moreover, the title is also a bit strange.

Yubihama?

Haven't you been yelling "Yui Yui" all the time?

Looks rusty!

"She... didn't sleep much last night. She had been talking to me at the beach. She finally fell asleep around four o'clock, but she woke up again an hour ago."

"Wake up again?"

"... I told her to get up and watch the sunrise."

Xue Nao glanced outside in confusion, a little puzzled: "Where is the sunrise? It will be an hour later, right."

"I was going to wait until the sunrise, so that she could feel what is meant by'sunrise syrup blooms over fire'..."

The boy sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that that guy got up late. After being woken up by me, he seemed to be crazy. He played his life and pushed me into the sea. Hachiman and I, thinking that there is neither a hatchet nor a good boat, you Although Yubihama is also big-hearted and brainless, he still has a very good personality, and it is not time to drive with you to the morning sun in a small boat—"

"Stop! Briefly, what did you do last night?"

"we--"

"Oh! Ouni sauce!"

The words were interrupted at once. The kid also took a cup of soy milk, looked at him in surprise, and then wanted to be angry, but saw that Sister Xuena was here, so he still endured: "Really, no one was seen all night. I won’t answer the phone..."

"Sorry, sorry."

Hachiman put his hands together to please: "How about today I'm going to ask your class teacher for leave, so that you can have a good rest?"

My sister was happy all at once.

"Then I will go first..."

Xuexia lightly seemed to be a plume of smoke, and bid farewell to the two people, and handed him a list by the way: "Mr. Biqigu, the total amount of reimbursements last night is so much. You don't have to rush to pay the money."

Biqigu took it and saw that his eyebrows almost flew, and he couldn't help but yelled: "A glass of ginger juice is close to one thousand yuan? Has Japan's bubble economy reached this point? Subjugate the country and go to the grass!"

In fact, I can understand the way the bar does it. After all, the people who go there are idiotic men and women, especially men—isn’t there a saying, "The more you spend, the closer you get to the bed", the business philosophy of the bar Probably so...

It's not easy for me to be the scumbag of capitalism!

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The girl didn't care about his foul language, but just waved her hand faintly: "Goodbye then, sister and Mr. Biqigu."

The two brothers and sisters watched this guy go away, with different expressions.

Hachiman felt that there was a problem with the order of the words just now, so why was his sister still in front of him?

Well, it's not the time to say this, he looked at his sister gently and dozingly: "Are you sleepy?"

"Well--"

The girl rubbed her eyes sleepily and mumbled: "It's okay if you don't say it, as soon as I say I want to sleep..."

The boy touched her head and whispered: "If you want to sleep, go to sleep, Ernie Chan will carry you back now."

"……Ok."

On the way home, his sister lay on his back, as she had done in the past ten years, she slept peacefully, and he also felt at ease.

With sleepy eyes and meowing meowing meowly that my brother is an idiot, Yahata greeted the brighter morning light and couldn’t help smiling as she listened to her voice: "Ohni-chan, you’re an idiot, or you can listen to everything. your?"

The kid rubbed around his neck and opened his eyes in a daze, "Is it really something?"

"Really."

"Really real?"

"Really real!"

The kid laughed inexplicably: "Well, what a cunning brother."

"Where is it cunning?"

"I've been talking strange things since I was a child. I'll get married when I grow up. You must never change your mind --- Tsk, Komachi hasn't changed his mind, but Ernie Chan is now becoming bothered."

The feelings that are usually well hidden suddenly appeared in the little ghost's eyes.

"...But Komachi still likes his brother the most. This has not changed."

With two thin arms around his neck tightly, feeling the temperature of this dearest and beloved person tightly, he whispered: "And Komachi scored very high, right?"

The cool wind blowing in the early morning comfortably, the comfort spread from the skin to the limbs, and then into the body, and the sleepiness became thicker and thicker. Hachiman had to cheer up and take a deep breath: "I'm just passing! What a proud kid! Give me more effort!"

... Thinking of this, my sister's low snoring sounded in my ears.

He looked at the brighter and brighter sunrise on the horizon, and accelerated his pace.

End of volume postscript——

I am trying to create a Chinese-style protagonist, not to subvert the warmth of Japanese light novels, but I feel that if the protagonist of the story is firmly bound by reality, without the edges and corners of youth, it does not look like a vigorous person. teens.