How rude, we are pure love!

"Here, buy him a bag."

The gloomy girl stood on tiptoe slightly and took two bags of cookies and put them into the shopping basket.

Just think of it as a return gift for the light novel.

Besides, everyone else has a lot of stuff, so it would be embarrassing if there is nothing after clearing the jungle.

She put the shopping basket on the checkout counter.

"Sorry, please pay for this separately for me..." The girl pointed to two bags of biscuits and said in a soft voice.

It would be better for her to use her own money for this one.

*

"I'm also involved?"

When Qingye took the biscuit package from Xiaomari, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

He looked down at the name on the package, then looked up at the girl—she had shrunk into the gap!

"How did Xiaoju know this brand?"

After a long silence, a faint voice floated out from the crack between the cabinets:

"Because, because it's in the most conspicuous place on the promotional shelf, by the way..."

"That's it."

Kiyono smiled a summery smile.

*

Summer seems to be the longest season.

Catch rhinoceros beetles, swim in the pool, ride a bicycle aimlessly on the beach at night, and fall asleep to the seemingly endless chirping of cicadas;

Every day is full of excitement, as if there are endless plans.

Summer seems to be the shortest season.

It was so short that it ended before I knew it. When I opened my eyes again, all that was in front of me was the unfinished summer homework and the painful and dazed all-nighter.

For Qingye, this summer is a season of moving forward.

Just focus on the goal in front of you, take a step, move forward, move forward.

I was so focused that I didn't even notice the passing of the seasons. It was not until the very end that I remembered that I hadn't done anything that pertained to summer.

But he gained something equally precious.

It was dusk.

The sun sets earlier and earlier. Qingye rides his beloved bicycle to the top of a quiet slope. This is a turning point like a runway. Because he has climbed to the highest point, it is surrounded by dilapidated fences and barbed wire. The afterglow of the setting sun shines down, making the top of the slope look as magnificent as the dusk of doomsday.

He stopped his bicycle, let the last evening breeze of summer vacation blow on him, and looked at the city in the distance.

Tokyo, stained with the colors of the evening glow, is extremely gorgeous.

There is a lot of traffic, perfect high school girls, sexy young wives, and office workers in neat suits. People and seasons are moving forward.

Qingye looked at the scene calmly, sat on the ground, took out his cell phone and put it next to him.

But gradually, the boy's expression began to change, becoming solemn and deep, with a frown on his face, like a president who was worried about the future of the city, exuding an extremely serious aura.

Take out your phone and take a look from time to time.

Jingle Bell.

The phone received a new text message.

Qingye grabbed the phone at lightning speed, but put it back in disappointment after seeing the editor's notes.

Aim, aim again.

Finally, the text message that symbolizes the future of mankind has arrived.

【Your bank card has received 18850000 yen.】

Qingye exhaled.

He had imagined many times what he would think at this moment. Most of the images that emerged in his mind at that time were of happiness and excitement. He wanted to turn into a shopping maniac and buy, buy, buy. But at this moment, the first thing he thought of was to take out his mobile phone and edit the text.

Sent a text message to Banaijian.

"Pure Love Warrior: Let's go out and play together on our day off. Hehe, I'll treat you to the best barbecue."

He has no relatives, and the closest person he can think of is her.

In the past, I was short of money, so when I went out to eat with Banaijian, we always went Dutch, and the girl even used a coupon. Now I have to take back my handsome masculinity!

"The girl who doesn't like to eat:!"

"The girl who doesn't like to eat: What happened all of a sudden? Did you win the lottery?"

"Pure Love Warrior: It's okay, it's okay, I just got a small amount of royalties. Salary.jpg"

Although he spoke modestly, the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled up into a beautiful arc.

Several minutes later, the message finally arrived.

"The girl who doesn't like to eat: Wait, wait a minute! How many zeros are there in this...this...this? Am I seeing correctly, or are you photoshopping this?! I can almost buy a house with this!"

The word "housing price" was like a basin of cold water poured on his fiery heart, calming him down immediately.

It's engraved in our DNA.

"The Girl Who Doesn't Like to Eat: Coach, I Want to Write a Light Novel Too!"

"Pure Love God of War: My disciple, can you keep up with my training?"

"Girl who doesn't like food: I've already looked for a restaurant online. Girl giving a thumbs-up.jpg"

"God of Pure Love: Make a wish to the Holy Grail."

He had no problem revealing all his secrets to the girl. If Banaijian really needed it, he would have no problem giving her all his money.

*

The first thing to do after having money is to rent a house.

After all, I'm a well-known person now. How can I live in internet cafes and hotels all the time? I have to arrange a duplex with a sea view or a river view...Okay, okay, I can't arrange that for the time being. I'll just find an ordinary apartment for now.

Shaoyan Lemon got this information from somewhere and directly introduced him to a house in a good location with exquisite decoration and a favorable price.

Qingye was a little hesitant at first - but he was not given the chance to live there for free, the rent was just a little cheaper. Thinking of this, he accepted the girl's kindness. After all, the house was really nice.

He and Lemon took a walk around and paid the bill to move in that night.

A spacious, fifty-square-meter space, tastefully decorated, with windows flooding the room with light, and newly purchased furniture. At this moment, Qingye, exuding the fragrance of a successful person, stood thoughtfully in front of the French window in the living room, muttering slowly to himself:

"Tong, do you think this money can..."

【You can raise it according to a certain ratio. 】

"Tong, do you think this book can..."

【Reprint, everything can be reproduced. 】

[This is all the result of your hard work! I will definitely not withhold your reward!]

Qingye Laohuai is greatly relieved.

By the way, has Tongzi become a lot easier to talk to recently?

He leisurely admired the night view.

The pointer moves slowly.

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

Qingye walked to the balcony. The chirping of insects made him feel inexplicably peaceful.

Late at night, even Tokyo fell asleep, the lights went out one by one, and only the moon emitted a pure and beautiful light.

At this moment, he looked up at the indigo night sky and truly felt that "the day was over" and "a step forward."

At this special time, he inadvertently began to think.

What should I do next?

Or, what kind of person do I want to be?

Ideals, aspirations, things he wanted to do...these had nothing to do with him. After all, the first thing he had to solve was the problem of survival. When even living became difficult, how could he have the energy to think about things further ahead?

But now he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing. He has savings, a place to live, an identity, and a foothold in this city.

10⒈②28Э0⑨㈧

So, he began to think about the thoughts that were originally sealed in his heart.

Your own way of survival.

Things you desire.

belief.

"I……"

Thoughts flowed, gathering into a lake, and the lake of my heart began to ripple, as if a whirlpool had appeared out of nowhere, and countless thoughts broke into pieces, collided with each other, and then twisted back together...

Until finally, the vortex dissipated, and a cold face appeared in front of him. The man looked down at him with a stern expression.

"I want to be someone who wouldn't feel ashamed even when standing next to the real Mingyue."

Able to face all kinds of things with integrity, illuminate the way forward for others, warm and gentle, and unconditionally extend a hand to those in trouble...

At least, move in that direction.

"But how far do I have to go to get close to her?" Qingye thought to himself. It's not enough now. There is still a long distance between him and Yukinoshita, let alone repaying her kindness.

Also, the Yanai family has to repay the favor...

Thoughts become clearer like a mirror that has been wiped clean of dust.

"First of all, I need to go to university... Otherwise, it would be ridiculous if it was revealed later that I only graduated from elementary school. I don't need to go to a top-tier prestigious school, a degree from Waseda University or something like that will be enough..."

Academic qualifications are also an important part of social recognition.

"Then there's the literature aspect. I'll see if I can get other rewards later."

Qingye's mind is clear.

Ultimately, we still need to become better and more perfect.

Fly higher and fly farther.

*

The next day, I slept comfortably until almost morning.

It’s really a must-see to have a day when I don’t have to get up early to deliver newspapers.

Qingye opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of iced soda. The refreshing taste was refreshing.

He held the soda and wanted to open the curtains and windows enthusiastically like the protagonist of a Japanese comic to welcome the bright sunshine and a new life. But when he noticed the slightly distorted heat outside the window, he put his hand down without a trace and continued to gulp the soda.

At this time, the mobile phone rang.

"The Girl Who Doesn't Like Food: I'm here."

Qingye was stunned and subconsciously checked the time on his phone.

"Pure Love Warrior: Isn't there still an hour left until the agreed time?"

"The girl who doesn't like to eat: That's why I came to find you."

Qingye was stunned again and looked out the window.

Under the clear sky, Yanaijian stood on the street below, one hand in front of his forehead to block the sunlight. When he noticed his gaze, the blue-haired girl immediately smiled brightly and waved her hands.

She was dressed very refreshingly today, with a short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts, and her soft and energetic legs were exposed to the sun without hesitation.

He originally thought that the girl would dress more exquisitely and attentively, after all, they had agreed to eat at a high-end restaurant today, but her outfit seemed inexplicably suitable for the scene, just like the bright blue sky and fluffy white clouds, like the sea water and youth.