My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

The boy was expressionless: "At least, this is the'Father Aizaka' who lives in the impression of Dahe's friends, and unfortunately, I played an infamous role of'other men'..."

Naturally, her father would not be such a noble person.

That guy is old and still relies on his money and size to hook up with women everywhere, and leaving his young daughter alone will not feel uneasy (perhaps he has had a conscience), he is very selfish. Guys.

But in the SOS regiment, for others, for Dahe's friends, her parents are beautified because she does not want others to know the real situation.

Inferiority complex and sensitive.

"Dahe... friends? What are you talking about, Mr. Qigu? Does she have any other friends?"

"Ah, it's all right, it's just a slip of the tongue."

The girl leaned in front of him, staring suspiciously at his face: "I always think you are thinking about something interesting, just laughing."

"I didn't think about this kind of thing...I just said something self-righteous, hey, you guys are actually jealous, right?"

"what?"

"Dahe will do this without telling you, isn't it quite unhappy? This is written on your face... It's really abnormal. The proud and wicked Yamei-chan actually cares so much about her cohabitant? Jealous of such small things?"

Blinky eyes were full of smiles, which caused the girl to poke him hard. This was a violent girl.

Isn't it Lily you?

"Yes, I care very much, Yami-chan cares so much!"

In Yamei's eyes, there was no shame, but extremely calm.

It was a pair of slightly cold eyes, a sharp sight that made people unable to move, as if even looking through the heart, watching him very seriously.

"I always feel that you isolate me in some things, and there are many things that are hidden from me, even seem very mysterious... Yameichan is very concerned about these mysteries!"

He blinked slowly, trying to exclude the cute face in front of him from the field of vision, and licked some dry lips. Under the girl's gaze, there was a bit more helpless smile on his face—just about to speak. The chin was pinched by the girl, and that hand was unexpectedly strong.

The sea-blue eyes approached his face almost at zero distance.

"Obviously he is the closest person, but there is always a barrier in it, Mr. Biqigu, can you understand this kind of discomfort? Ami, I am quite displeased..."

A huge wave seemed to be set off in the eyes that turned into the ocean, and they made them wet: "...what should I do?"

"..."

Isn’t it true that lovely people are usually terrible?

Never underestimate women, especially good girls.

"Everyone has their own secret, I don't think you need to be like this..."

Kawashima stared at his eyes, but couldn't find anything in those dead fish eyes. Then he sighed helplessly and expectedly: "Sure enough, it's much harder to deal with than Kegu-kun than Dahe. "

"Compared to the barbarians who brighten up their muscles when they disagree, I am more difficult to deal with."

He paused: "Actually, you can ask her directly. If she wants to say it, she will say it herself. You don't want to ask her, right?"

"what--"

The girl stretched out on the bed without an image, and let out a long sigh: "I think a lot. Every time I talk to my lips, I will involuntarily think a lot. If she says it, how should I react? If she doesn’t want to say what I should look like--in fact, it’s more than that. I never dare to ask her questions about her parents and family, and even subconsciously avoid these topics..."

Yahata also lay beside her, ten centimeters apart, squinting: "Girl, you are in love, go to Lily!"

"I didn't!"

The girl smiled and looked at him: "I still want Mr. Biqigu to be my boyfriend, or don't you agree? Girls' youth can't wait."

The young man waved his hand slightly to signal her to stop joking: "Many people are like this. They think a lot. They want to be an emperor but are afraid of loneliness. If they want to be prime minister, they are afraid of many things. Sometimes they want to go to the sea for business but are afraid of being eaten by officials Black, sometimes I want a wife but I am afraid of being cuckold..."

"Yes, yeah, sometimes I want to slap you, but I am afraid of being beaten back by you!"

Biqigu didn't care about this guy's arrogant speech, just patted her head: "So although you think a lot, you haven't even done one thing."

"what……"

"But everyone in the world seems to think more and do less, so you are the only one?"

Ami was silent for a while, and then muttered something: "I really envy you. If you let everything go to zero, wouldn't it be nice to start everything from the beginning? In this case, I will add it from the beginning."

The teenager looked at her in surprise.

Yamei then shook her head as if she couldn't understand it, but immediately an angelic smile came to his ear and said softly: "Now, forget what I said just now."

Hachiman didn't even lift his eyelids: "Did you say anything just now?"

Yamimei, eyes bend into crescent moons.

"Hey..."

(End of this volume)

………………

Now we are interviewing Miss Tsurumi Rumi at the Tutu Griddle Shop.

"As the first heroine, but the scenes are so scary, how do you feel?"

Tsurumi Rumi: "...draft mother!"

"Because the country stipulates that people under the age of fourteen cannot be started, the author has to cut out many chapters. What do you have to say to the author?"

"Next month I will be fourteen years old! I--"

"How do you plan to celebrate Children's Day next month..."

"Of course it's fun, and so many gifts! Amusement park! And Disney!"

I think I’m listening to jokes when I’m fourteen years old...

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Hi everyone, my name is work.

I have been reflecting on a question recently. If our youth had no love, what would it be like?

Is it better or worse, or remains the same?If everyone is striving for growth, will we become more mature as adults?

If, when love suddenly has a boring and naive definition...

Sitting in a corner of an Internet cafe in Chengdu, I silently sipped Assam, watched Liumei on the computer, and finished the last chapter of this volume.