My youth love story can definitely be written

Then he turned his head and ran away.

Ah... I'm gone, but the direction she ran towards was the place where I had planned to meet Isshiki before, so it shouldn't matter, right?

Looking at Komachi's back from a distance, Biqigu shook his head and walked to the stall that he had been optimistic about before. Although it is estimated that there will be trouble after returning home, it is better to consider the current problem first?

After all, there is wine now and now drunk.

"Well, I want this mask."

Because of the New Year, the business of roadside stalls is relatively hot, even if the country’s economy has been very sluggish in the past year, everyone today is more generous.

It's just that the booth from Biqigu seems to be a bit exception, and it looks much deserted.

"This one?"

The stall owner seemed to be indifferent to his cold business, he just raised his head and glanced at Biqigu, and said casually,

"Five hundred yuan."

"Well……"

Five hundred... It's a bit expensive, no wonder there are so few guests.

Biqigu shook his head, but took out his wallet and bought the mask.

After all, after walking in this night market for so long, I finally saw one...

"It's been a long time, Tiga."

With a look of nostalgia on his face, Bi Qigu casually took the mask he bought on his head. Although this special drama is no longer a memory of how many years ago, he is still right compared to Qigu. This image has a special feeling.

Zai Pelliao Ray!

Performing an action that compares to Secondary Two, if you change to the usual Biqigu, you definitely don’t have the courage to do it. After all, it looks a bit too much for Secondary Two, but today is more special after all. People on the street see Biqigu’s actions. It just made some kind laughs.

"Mom, the masked superman I've never seen before!"

"Well, yes, but whether you have seen it or not, Masked Superman is Masked Superman, a partner of justice!"

No, this lady, your statement makes me feel like I will be cut by myself from the future at any time. It's really scary, so can you please stop saying that?

But, have you never seen the Masked Superman?

Biqigu shook his head thoughtfully. No wonder that the stall’s business is so difficult to do. Although I don’t know what’s going on here, but there are so many memories of the hero who failed to log on to the screen. People are a little sad.

What a shame that guy can sell Tiga's mask...

In my heart, I couldn't help feeling a little good for the stall owner who sold masks before. Bi Qigu subconsciously turned around and wanted to take another look at the comrades who shared the same belief.

Although the price of the mask is a bit expensive, but after buying it, take a closer look at the quality and it is worthy of the price.

"...Is missing?"

Biqigu frowned and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, the stall that sold him Tiga masks had disappeared, replaced by a peddler selling meatballs.

Although I wanted to look for it more carefully, considering that Yang Nao had been standing there for a while, Biqigu shook his head and turned and walked in the direction of Yang Nao.

Maybe the stall owner of that stall left because the business was really bad?Anyway, it seemed that there was no guest before... No, not so much that there was no guest, it was that there was no guest who noticed him, right?

Biqigu froze suddenly, his face gradually became serious, and a drop of cold sweat was left from the corner of his forehead, and Biqigu suddenly discovered a problem-he did not remember the appearance of the stall owner before.

It clearly feels vivid, but if I think about it carefully, I find that I can't remember anything.

What is this...

"Well, forget it, let's find Yang Nai first!"

Shaking his head, Biqigu put the mask on his face, and sneaked in the direction of Chaoyango.

As for the stall owner who couldn't remember his face before?Well... let's talk about it when something happened, anyway, I didn't feel any malice in him.

"That guy, why can't you come..."

Yang Nai carried her hands on her back, looking bored at the dense stars in the sky. She had been waiting for Biqigu for a while.

"Although I came a little bit early, shouldn't it be etiquette to go out with a girl two hours early to be there?"

He was complaining, but Yono also knew that he had to wait for Komachi to come with him than Keiya, so it was just a joke to be there two hours earlier. Speaking of which, the better the two are, there is almost half the time left The hour is coming...

"Am I a little too impatient? I ran over an hour earlier or something..."

Standing in place blankly, Yang whispered unconsciously.

"It's not anxious! My side has been excited since I got up in the morning-although I can't come here soon because of the troublesome ghost at home."

A gentle voice came into his ears, Yang Nai turned his head in a little surprise, and his goal was an unknown mask of Superman... and was still slowly approaching her face.

So Yang Nai subconsciously punched the mask.

...

"Sorry..."

Yang Nai was embarrassed and squatted beside Biqigu, watching him take off the mask, rubbing his red nose constantly.

"It hurts..."

Biqigu squatted on the ground with tears in his eyes, looking like he was hit and injured.

"Sorry... I didn't expect you to be Hachiman... Although I heard your voice, it's really scary to see something like this gradually approaching my cheek when I turn around. ."

"Then you can hit someone! Also, if an apology is useful, then what will the police do."

Biqigu said unceremoniously.

"Then what do you want!"

"...A kiss that heals the heart?"

To be fair, Yang Nao's fist will definitely not be able to beat Biqigu, unless he is waterproof, and even if he hits Biqigu's current physical condition, her fist can't break the defense.

"Humph."

Yang Nai snorted, and then quickly touched Biqigu’s cheek.

"Okay, are you satisfied? Now hurry up to Xueno's side, they should be almost there."

"Yes Yes Yes."