Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"Absolutely, absolutely not!"

Komachi shook his head quickly, then shrank and hypocritical for a while before speaking in a low voice:

"Master Four Seasons, do you remember the same thing you gave me before? Let me give it to the'right person'."

"Ok."

Shiki Yingji nodded. She personally delivered this matter to Komachi, so it is naturally impossible to forget.

"Actually, just now, I have found the'right person'."

After hearing this, Siji Yingji's expression changed rapidly, and she finally turned into an unbearable question after she opened her mouth for several times:

"……who is it?"

"It's Wu Ye."

"..."

Chapter 37 Yuko?Yuyuko?

There is nothing more fascinating than the flying cherry blossoms in spring, like a swing made of clouds swinging with the wind, once and again, dyeing the entire yard into a warm spring pink.

In the season of recovery, under the huge cherry tree, the boy was resting on the thick roots. Not long after, a cherry blossom fell on the tip of his nose, his undulating chest was slightly stagnant, and the boy couldn't help but let out a groan:

"Well……"

The closed eyes struggled to open a gap, and the cherry tree above his head was still bare, but it was surrounded by cherry petals.

The young man's dim vision gradually became clear, rubbing his eye sockets, and then blinking vigorously, the scene in front of him couldn't help but lose his mind.

The neatly arranged white stone bricks stretched to the distance as far as the eye can see. From a distance, you can see the white walls enclosing the place, and the smell of spring comes in through the cold stones.

The scenery is bright and the sky is azure blue. The boy seemed to recognize that his place was a mansion named Baiyu Lou. That's right, but the big mansion at this moment does not seem to be located in the underworld.

"What is this...?"

Wu Ye looked around. The scenery here made him familiar and unfamiliar. He stretched out his hand to remove a cherry blossom from the tip of his nose. It was clearly the autumn season, but the pale pink petals were so bright.

Unable to answer the doubts in his mind, Wu Ye couldn't help but walk in the direction of the cherry blossoms. In three steps and two steps, he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

"Wu Ye...!"

That seemed to be the sound coming from behind, Wu Ye turned his head subconsciously, and from a distance, a figure slowly appeared in the corner of his sight.

She looks ordinary, but she seems a little different.

Her black shoulder-length hair was pulled up by the breeze, and her light brown pupils were bright and vigorous. Even though she was wearing a plain kimono, it was difficult to conceal her dusty temperament.

Her steps are very small, but the sound of the clogs dad da da da da da da da da da da da, like a spring that forcibly endures the eruption, which is extremely slow.

"Wu Ye!"

She ran close, with a sunny smile on her face.

When she came to the front, she yelled a word and panted on her knees. After a short pause, she raised her head. The smile in her eyes could not hide, but she complained slightly:

"Really, I told you to wait for me, why are you running so fast."

Wu couldn't help being stunned by the girl's pretentious anger. He opened his mouth and remained speechless until the girl showed a puzzled expression, and he rolled his dry throat:

"You, Miss You Youzi?"

"You Yuko?"

The girl frowned and embroidered her eyebrows, repeatedly chanting the name Wu also called out, looking at him strangely and asking:

"Wu Ye, are you uncomfortable today? Why can't you even pronounce my name?"

"No, it's not..."

Wu Ye carefully looked at the girl in front of him. Although the hair color, pupil color and costume were far from the undead princess in his memory, he would never remember this face wrong.

"You are Miss Youyouzi, right?"

As soon as Wu Ye's voice fell, he saw the other party's displeased expression, and couldn't help but weakened a bit:

"Difficult, isn't it?"

"Of course not!"

That was a full-fledged response. The girl who looked extremely Youyouzi angrily akimbo her waist, staring at Wu also and said:

"Wu Ye, your head is so dull that you can't remember your friend's name!"

Poke Wuya's chest fiercely with her finger, and the girl pointed to her nose with an expression of dissatisfaction and said:

"Me! Yuko! It's not Yuyuko! Don't give me a strange nickname!"

"You, son...?"

The name Wu Ye pronounced himself, but at the same time it brought him a sense of strangeness, it also brought him a somewhat unique familiarity.

Looking at the face in front of him that was nine points similar to You Youzi, a strange feeling surged in Wu Ye's heart.

They knew each other, they were friends, but she did not exist in his memory.

"Yuko..."

Wu also obeyed his body's instincts and couldn't help calling the girl's name again.

"Yes, Yu~zi~"

Hearing his name from Wu Ye, the gloom on Yuko's face quickly cleared:

"It seems that I remembered this time."

"Well, I'm sorry, Yuko."

Calling out the girl's name for the second time, the strange sense of strangeness in Wu Ye's heart disappeared surprisingly, everything was so natural.

"Where are we going today?"

"Have you forgotten this? Stupid~Damn~"

Yuko raised her small face and laughed at Wu Ya with unsatisfied words: