My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"That... it's not impossible."

The girl looked at his face, caught a trace of worry on it, smiled sweetly, took his schoolbag and put it in the front pocket of the bicycle, full of energy and volunteered: "Then I will go shopping today. Ah, seniors will be back early, I will buy a lot of delicious food."

Hachiman was amused by her little ghostly appearance, and touched the girl's head as if touching Kajun: "Be careful on the road, I personally suggest you push it."

"I'm not a kid anymore!"

"I'm leaving!"

As soon as Hachiman turned around, he suddenly felt something soft around his neck.

Cai Yu was tiptoeing to help him with a scarf.

Stretching out from behind, being clumsy, coupled with the height difference, if it weren't for the boy to lower his head in time, it might be the result of being strangled by a scarf.

"Slow down, slow down...choking and choking!"

"It's so noisy...Senior can't remember why..."

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Strangled from the back of his neck, he almost made his two fisheyes protrude...The girl patted the knotted place: "It's fine!"

After regaining his breath, the gentle warmth immediately surrounds Yawata, and the aroma smelled by the nose—sweet and transparent like nectar.

This smell is a bit like the aroma of Yuuki, but it's not exactly the same.

The ice and snow girl has a fragrance of earth, with a kind of clearness and coldness of the sky.

Is this one of a color feather, the smell of shampoo?

The smell of mousse or wax?

In short, it is very warm.

The dull hair on the top of his head had a little energy, he waved at the girl, and then walked forward.

With a grumbled face, he watched him slowly walk away, his smile with an angry expression slowly became worried, and his voice softly: "Go on, senior..."

At the KFC who booked the Christmas family meal, in that somewhat cold square, Biqigu was in a daze without thinking about anything.

Sitting on the stairs of the square, watching the flashing decorative lights on the Christmas tree.

The sound of cars faintly came in the distance, and the rest was the sound of wind and my own breathing.

In the sky that had been completely dark, the clouds showed a gap stingly, and in the endless black night sky, a faint starlight sprinkled from the gap.

"The stars..."

The person who hadn't watched the stars for a long time looked up lazily.

They are there, never changed.

Things that are as constant as the stars must be so.

With the chill coming into his body a little bit, he finally made up his mind, ready to have a good talk with her now.

This time it was a crisis. She was worried about whether he would like what she had. He was worried about whether she would have such a worry, and this worry would become a misunderstanding over time.

Some people miss a moment and miss a lifetime.

There are still many people going home in front of the station, shopping people and students who have finished club activities. It is very lively. These liveliness has nothing to do with him. Even after leaving the square and mixing into the crowd, the surrounding voices or Christmas The song still cannot interfere with his thinking.

Until the horn of a car rang.

………………

In front of me is a rare black sports car with an extended length.

"Biqigu, what are you doing in a place like this?"

The person who poked his head out of the car window is Jing and lovely.

"……I'm walking."

Xiao Jing stared at his face and laughed teasingly: "This walk is really ugly. It feels like something tragic happened. Isn't it okay?"

Blinky approached the car and looked at her: "How long have you been following me?"

"How can I follow you! Isn't that only a week left? I was trying to see the situation, but I didn't expect it was over today. I just found you when I was about to go back."

The female teacher who was red like a little apple, her mouth narrowed angrily: "It sounds like I am willing to meet you..."

"Oh, arrogant Jing and cute, Kawaii!"

Yawata pulled the car door to himself, sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, the seats and instrument panel were made of high-quality leather, and the instrument and steering wheel were shining with the light of aluminum: It’s the bourgeoisie. Do you drive this kind of car? I remember that you were driving a car during the summer vacation..."

"Ah, that one is rented. This is my favorite car."

Said it was a car, she happily tapped the gear lever.

It seems that tonight... is a quiet and handsome model. However, this kind of interest in a single woman driving such a very expensive two-door sports car is probably one of the main reasons why she has been unable to marry.

"Where to go?"

"Custom shop."

"Wow, you bad boy..."

"Do all the bad things you can do while you are young, it's been a few years."

"You said that, teacher, I feel deeply!"

Xiaojing just wanted to take out a cigarette, and suddenly realized that this guy was nearby, she had to put down the cigarette box in his sinister gaze: "It's okay to go back a little later?"

"no problem."

Orange, the light coming in from outside is orange.

Perhaps it was because the street lights were originally in this color, or it was because of the fog on the car windows and the lights that blurred the line of sight, which gradually made him tired.

Biqigu yawned several times, and Jingshuai around him turned the steering wheel and hummed a little tune.

The soothing melody sounded like a lullaby, which made him close his eyes.

"Drive carefully, female driver."

Xiao Jing glared at him, then looked forward, and after driving for a while, the car finally stopped.