My youth love story can definitely be written

Biqigu opened his mouth and said carefully,

"I don't know what promise I can give Yang Nai now..."

He raised his head and looked at Xuexia’s father’s eyes, his dark eyes were full of seriousness.

"But I know very well that my wish is-to be able to fill Yang Nao's future life with me. Yes, I hope that I can become a part of her future life."

"Hachiman..."

Looking at Biqigu blankly, Yang Nai opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"……Humph."

Looking at Biqigu up and down, Xuexia's father snorted coldly.

"Spoken words are pretty good, no wonder Yang Nai can be deceived from me."

"...You misunderstood, I didn't..."

Biqigu just wanted to explain, but Yukoshita’s father raised his hand and interrupted.

"Is it a misunderstanding? You should use your own actions to prove it! Now even if you say flowers, they are just rhetoric."

Seeing Xuexia's father walking into the courtyard of Sakura Village, Biqigu shouted towards his back with surprise on his face.

"Then do you agree?"

"see your performance."

Hearing this sound, Biqigu couldn't help closing his eyes and let out a sigh, his arms suddenly warmed, and then the familiar scent suddenly filled the entire nasal cavity.

"Sorry."

Yang Nai holds Biqigudao,

"Father he..."

"It's okay, Yang Nai."

Biqigu interrupted Yang Na aloud, and he tightened the girl in his arms.

"Uncle Xuexia's approach is correct, after all... I stole from his hand the treasure he has cherished for decades."

"...Hachiman, people are only twenty years old this year? Doesn't your statement make it obvious that people are very old?"

"Ahaha, in my eyes, Yang Nai is the same no matter how old it is? After all, it is Yang Nai."

"Although the words are nice, but I don't know why the last sentence always makes me feel so strange..."

"You are too worried,"

Biqigu looked away with some guilty conscience,

"Okay, go back quickly. Uncle Xuexia has been in for a while. We should have dinner quickly."

"……Ok."

Walking into the gate of Sakura Village, the first thing you see is the three big wooden tables in the yard. Because of the number of people, Biqigu divided everyone into three parts. Now it is more convenient for Xuexia’s father to come. Distribution problem-Biqigu, Yangnai, Xuexia and their father had four people at one table, and the others went to the other two tables.

"Ah! Junior! Does your table have more meat than ours!"

"That is your illusion!"

"Impossible! I will never be dazzled in terms of flesh!"

"You..."

Biqigu shook his head speechlessly, then reacted and hurriedly said to the father of Xuexia, who was beside him,

"That... Uncle, this is Senior Mitaka and his wife San..."

"I know, is Mitaka Misaki?"

He waved his hand and interrupted Biqigu, Yukoshita's father said,

"Chihiro and I have been old friends for many years. At least I can match the names of the people in Sakura Village."

Really, Chihiro...how old are you!

"What do you look at, believe it or not, I whipped you in the face!"

Chihiro glared at Biqigu unnaturally, her blushing cheeks and the fact that she hadn't thought through her brain showed that she had drank a lot of beer again.

"Ah! I am Yuihama Yui... Koyuki's..."

Ai Ai glanced at Yukoshita, Yubihama shyly said to Yukoshita's father in front of him,

"It's Xiaoxue's friend."

"Um... Yukino also taught her friends."

Yubihama Yukoshita's father was kind, he nodded and said with relief.

"It really makes me happy, Yukino has a lot of problems with the character of this child, and you need to be more tolerant."

"Where! I'm here, it's Xiaoxue who has been taking care of me all the time."

Hearing what Yukoshita's father said, Yubihama slapped his hands several times.

"Father, eat quickly, don't talk too much."

Xuexia just glanced at his father coldly, but didn't speak any more.

"...Why, isn't Yukinoshita's relationship with uncle bad?"

Seeing Xuexia's indifferent look, Biqigu subconsciously whispered to Yang Naidao beside him. In order not to attract attention, he also deliberately opened a soundproof barrier.

"It's not like that."

Yang Nai looked curiously at the golden light that suddenly wrapped the two of them.

"This is a soundproof barrier! The voices of the two of us will not be transmitted to the outside, and the outside sound will not be affected, and there is no golden light from the outside."

"That's it! It's really easy to use, this ability."

Yang Nai was very interested in reaching out and patted the golden barrier in front of him, then shook his head and said,

"Xiao Xue Nai doesn't hate his father, but he doesn't bother to care about his father anymore."