Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 136 Tokyo Handsome Guys Never Lie
"how are things?"

At 3:40 in the afternoon, Natsume Qingyu started packing his schoolbag on time, and saw the depressed man in front of him and asked.

"What do you mean?" Changgu Feng turned around without any energy, his face looked like a succubus sucking blood.

Progress so fast?
Already drained?

impossible.

Absolutely impossible!
Natsume Qingyu gritted his teeth. Although he was very angry, out of support for his good friend's chastity, he still had a smile on his face and answered: "Of course I am talking about you and Takeda-san."

"So-so, we probably became good friends."

Changgu Feng was stunned when he said this sentence. He always felt that he had heard something similar somewhere.

"I saw that your soul was out of body and you were absent-minded. I thought something was wrong." Natsume Qingyu probed.

"No, I'm just...thinking about when to confess my love again. I feel that based on the recent greetings, the favorability level has been increased enough. In addition, the emotional crisis in her family has been completely resolved recently, so the success rate is very high."

"Oh, it's true that as long as a person is shameless once, he will be shameless countless times." Natsume Qingyu's heart was completely relieved, and he showed a smile like the God of Gamblers.

"How are you talking? This is called bravery." Changgu Feng clenched his fists to retort.

"Save it. A false confession gives you a chance for others to know you, which is already very good. A true confession is always the horn of victory, not the broken gong in your hand. As long as you knock it, everyone will know the circus. The performance is about to start again." Natsume Qingyu patted her chest and said very professionally.

"..."

There was a # sign on Changgu Feng's forehead.

"If you fail in your haste, don't say I didn't remind you."

Natsume Qingha put her schoolbag on one shoulder and walked out of the classroom.

outside the classroom.

The sun slowly slanted down, reflecting the shadows of numerous buildings.

The campus is filled with a touch of tranquility and gentleness. The golden afterglow shines on the slightly old building, coating every stone and leaf with a golden halo.

Students gathered in small groups on the elevated corridor, or hid on a bench, flipping through books.

Laughter and whispers drifted gently in the breeze.

There was a stray cat yawning and strolling on the edge of the flower bed, its green eyes staring quietly at this side through the iron fence of the playground.

"Natsume-san."

A rush of footsteps came from behind.

The boy who put his schoolbag on one shoulder turned sideways and asked gently: "What's wrong, Morimi-san?"

"I went back last night and made it again according to the precautions you mentioned. Please try it." Mori saw Yoko stop in front of him and took a few breaths.

Then he opened the transparent bag in his hand, which contained several cookies.

"Well, it tastes really good." Natsume Qingyu reached for a piece and threw it into his mouth.

When he tasted it carefully, he saw the corridor around the corner, which was the direction of the cooking room yesterday.

There was a faint fragrance.

It seemed like someone had come downstairs.

Is it an illusion? What's going on with this eerie feeling?

Could it be the will of the world again?

After coming back to his senses, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Compared to yesterday, we have made great progress."

"Really, hehe." Sen saw Yangzi and touched his head in embarrassment.

"I, Natsume, never lie." The boy wiped the crumbs of cookies from the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't mind it, I'll give it to you." Seeing Yangzi's smile, Mori's eyebrows curled up and he handed the bag over with both hands.

Ah, this?
Natsume Qingyu stiffened slightly and coughed lightly.

"Of course I don't dislike it, but no need. I don't have a great appetite right now. Even if I take it home, my lively and active mother will only make crazy associations, which will really make my head hurt."

Of course this sentence is a lie. He has been hungry for a long time, and his eyes will light up when he sees anything edible.

But his intuition told him not to be impulsive now.

His intuition has always been accurate.

"That's it."

Mori saw Yoko's visible disappointment, but quickly cheered up again, "Natsume-san, you participate in club activities every day in school. Do you like it?"

"It's just a reasonable arrangement of your precious youth to make your campus life look busy. After all, it's for your future life. If you want to say something disgusting, it's really out of the question." Natsume Qingyu seemed to be an introduction. The scholar spoke the truth and looked at the gentle sky.

Who doesn’t like drinking tea in the afternoon and watching beautiful girls maintain their health?

But you can't be greedy for enjoyment when you are young. I can bear this pain alone.

"...This, it's really hard work." Morimi Yoko recalled what happened in the cooking class yesterday, and judged that Suzune Hatsukano, who was the head of the service department, must be very strict in club activities, and Natsume-san must have been bullied a lot.

She also gave up her desire to try to join the service department.

"Then I'll go first, see you tomorrow." Senjian Yangzi waved goodbye to him.

"Goodbye."

Seeing the girl's leaving figure, Natsume Qingyu couldn't help but touch her nose and sigh.

When a person shines, the world is really gentle, so I have to work harder before I am 25 years old and before I can become a handsome guy in Tokyo.

Let’s start with today’s tea drinking activity to cultivate our sentiments.

After going downstairs, walk along the elevated corridor towards the club building.

I saw a group of students pushing out bicycles together.

His steps were brisk, as if he were one with the breeze under the sun.

The bicycles were illuminated colorfully under the sun, and they were about to sail towards the sky of youth that belonged to them.

Looking at their figures retreating away, Natsume Qingyu couldn't help but take out his camera and take a picture.

This photo has no composition, no filter, and even the halo is very bright, blurring the figures.

But Natsume Qingha always felt that one day it would come in handy.

Looking at this photo, a photo of students returning home from school, he suddenly thought of a question.

He still remembered that when he was overwhelmed by textbooks at Dongguo High School, he and his classmates would long for home. But every time after living at home for a long time, my parents start nagging me again, and I think about going to school again.

So back and forth.

Humans are such strange creatures, this is what he lamented to his classmates in memory while standing on the elevated corridor of high school.

But now that I think about it, that doesn't seem to be the case.

Vacation is to escape the heavy workload of high school, and school is to escape the numbing family life.

But no matter which result is reached in the end, it seems that it is not what everyone wants.

So, maybe what everyone likes is the journey back to school and home.

That period of time was like the gentleness given by the world, and time seemed to slow down.

You can take a serious look at the changes in the city at dusk; you can go to the golf course and play until the sun completely sets; you can squeeze into alleys and alleys with all kinds of people and taste the fireworks of the world; you can also go to an Internet cafe to play a few games with friends. League of Legends, let’s discuss this week’s limited-free heroes, and it didn’t end until their parents called to urge them. At that time, we would rather run on the way home, rather go home or be late for school, but also make time to complete that game or fulfill an agreement with a friend.

Maybe, in the time squeezed away, we were not late at a certain moment.

I am just cherishing my student days more and extending a spiritual rest.

Why do we always recall our busy high school days when we grow up? It’s obvious that we were always too busy to breathe at that stage.

That's because life after the college entrance examination is like turning on an accelerator. Before you know it, you will be twenty years old, and you will be thirty before you realize it...

It's hard to remember.

People, you still have to take away or leave something when your youth is shining.

Natsume Qingyu put away the camera with deep understanding, smiled, and carefully saved the photo.

As expected, people cannot have youth and the feeling of youth at the same time.

But he is different, this is his second life.

This is the meaning of ordinary people's rebirth.

With mature thoughts, I once again leave my unfamiliar footprints in the familiar world.

"Wow, it smells so good."

As soon as Natsume Qingha opened the door of the mobile classroom, it started to make noise like wind chimes.

He walked to the old place and put down his bag, then said, "Mr. Hatsukano, you must have hidden something behind my back."

"What good things can I hide behind Natsume's back?" Hatsukano Suzune asked bluntly.

The house was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

As long as there is a bit of fire, a violent explosion will definitely occur.

Question: What is she angry about?

"Mr. Hatsukano, do you know the Maillard reaction, which is euphemistically called by foodies? It means that macromolecular proteins and some amino acids undergo certain hot and complex non-enzymatic browning to produce certain reducing sugars and amino acids. And the air The food and the fragrant smell that permeates the place are the best proof." Natsume Qingyu glanced at the tea table, and his seat was empty. There would have been a cup of hot tea in the past.

This once again confirmed that the beautiful girl in front of her must be emotional.

Natsume Qingyu lifted the chair, put it back a little, sat down gently, and continued: "By the way, this is what I learned about frying steak recently. And the baking smell on you has given away everything. . Please take it out and let me try the delicious cookies made by the minister himself."

"The nose is really smart, just like some cute canines. However, I don't like canines very much." Hatsugano Suzune smiled and held up a cup of tea, without a hint of smile in her smile.

"I want to eat cookies." Natsume Qingyu said pitifully, like a child pulling his mother to point to the delicacies in the window, his eyes full of pleading, trying to achieve his goal with the child's unreasonable troubles.

A drama that exists in a young man's heart begins.

The girl across the table had no idea that she was involved in a strange script.

"No cookies today." The child's mother shook her head.

"To be precise, there are no cookies for you." In order not to lie, the girl added lightly with a smile.

Hearing this, Natsume Qingyu couldn't help but complain.

What a stern housewife she was, who shattered the innocent illusions of her children with her hard-hearted tone.

You deserve to be hated by kids.

"Who is that for?" Natsume Qingyu covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes full of sadness. He turned into a husband who had just learned that he had been raped, and asked feebly whose child it was?
"Send your name to make me jealous, thank you." This father is very kind. He just wants to talk to the damn Lao Wang.

"It's not for you anyway, member Natsume." The unchaste wife relied on her husband to still love her deeply, and resolutely hurt him again.

"Mr. Hatsukano, although I am very happy for you that you have made a new friend, it is not worth advocating to forget your former best friend after you have a new love." The cuckold man looked at his beloved wife across the table with wide eyes. , grabbed the jug on the side and filled his own empty cup.

Although he knew very well that it was almost impossible for Chu Luye-san to make another friend, he did not dare to say so directly when he asked Bai Xue to lend him nine lives.

"Ahem..." The man who was deeply into the drama drank it hard and coughed violently. He seemed to be terminally ill.

It's so hot... No, this wine is really strong.

The woman opposite thoughtfully handed him a tissue.

"I knew you still loved me." The shaky man borrowed a tissue and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him. He recalled every moment of their past and burst into tears.

Damn, it really hurts my tongue.

The next day, there will be no bubbly bar.

"No, please clean the table, thank you." The woman looked disgusted, as if she was disgusted by the man's speech.

What a vicious woman's heart.

cuckoo-

A burst of bowel sounds forced the drama to end.

The two were embarrassed, and a wonderful atmosphere developed.

"I thought you were full." Hatsugano Suzune raised her head and looked directly at the other person.

"How could it be? Just now, Senmi-san handed me the improved craftsmanship, and I just took a bite." Natsume Qingyu suddenly became alarmed, "Ah, weren't you at odds with me just now because of this matter?"

"How is that possible? What does it have to do with me whose cookies you eat?" Hatsugano Suzune answered with the same indifferent expression as always.

"That's strange. What are you making trouble about?"

"No, I'm angry."

"..."

The young man dared not say a word.

Even if he asked, the other party would definitely not tell him the reason.

Ever since he entered the service department, he had really spent the whole day guessing why the other person was angry or having trouble.

Hey, woman.

"Eat it." Hatsukano Suzune pushed over a bag of cookies.

"Is it really possible?" Natsume Qingyu had already stretched out his hand and was still asking cautiously.

"It's what I promised you anyway." The girl said bluntly.

What, the person I should be jealous of is myself?

Natsume Qingha picked up a cookie, put it to his mouth, and took a small bite.

"It should be pretty good." The girl suddenly said.

Before the boy spoke, Master Hanada temporarily replaced the sound disc in the boy's brain.

"It's not bad, but it's very delicious. The outside is crispy, but the inside maintains a dense texture. You can feel the rich aroma and sweetness as soon as you bite it. At the same time, the nutty and chocolate flavors in the cookies are just right, not only It increases the layering of taste and makes the entire cookie richer and more nutritious. Overall, this cookie is definitely a perfect taste enjoyment, and people can't help but want another one!" The boy was determined.

"Really?" Hatsugano Suzune asked matter-of-factly.

The young man still held half of the piece in his hand. Before he could swallow it, his hand stretched out again.

"Tokyo handsome guys never lie."

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