The son-in-law with three surnames is Bi Qigu

Otherwise, he wouldn't have returned home and deliberately ran over to give an umbrella to a student of the same level who he didn't even know well.

To say that Yumiko once had a crush on Hikigaya Hachiman is really a joke. Her taste has never been that low. She used to be Yangou, and she always fell in love with handsome guys like Hayato, and now she is even more used to handsome guys and beautiful women. Hikigu Hachiman, a journalist in the media, has never really paid attention to him.

So, why?Probably to dispel the irritability accumulated today.

"I even missed the last bus." The moment she stepped out of the car door, the last bus on the opposite side just left.

Hikigu Hachiman took the umbrella, then propped it up, and said jokingly: "In this case, with the sky as your quilt and the ground as your bed, it would be good to stay here tonight. To be honest, except for the rain, there is still a lot of rain here." Very comfortable."

Yumiko was a little disdainful, and really didn't understand why someone could be a homeless person with a relaxed face, but she suddenly wanted to break something, and said, "Get out of the way."

In fact, Hachiman was originally joking, a woman in a well-known professional attire and a slovenly homeless man like herself...only the scenes I have seen in Ivy.

As a result, Yumiko really squeezed beside him, one red and one black umbrellas, which looked a bit gorgeous and abrupt on the rainy night street.

The rain in summer does not make people feel cold, but rather cold and comfortable. The pattering rain makes the pace of pedestrians rush, and the neon lights of convenience stores and vehicles become colorful and hazy under the scattering of rainwater. Youzi, who is used to the two points and one line in the workplace, never thought that she would have such a different perception just by squatting on the side of the street on a rainy night.

"The world is really big." Yumiko sighed inexplicably.

Tap, tap.... There was the sound of a lighter next to it, and Yumiko couldn't help but mocked when she saw Hachiman take out a shriveled cigarette case, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"I've become a homeless man, and I can still smoke." Moreover, she hates men who smoke, like Hayato, who never smokes or drinks.

"Let me tell you, the welfare of this country is pretty good, and it's hard to starve to death as a homeless man. If you have a little skill, it's not too difficult to get a pack of cigarettes." Hachiman said with a smile.

"...Is there any more?" Yumiko asked.

Hachiman looked at the cigarette case, a little entangled, and finally stretched out the cigarette case: "This is the last one, and it's a repayment for your kindness. To be honest, it's quite uncomfortable to be drenched in the rain all the time."

Yumiko took the cigarette out of the pack, and Hachiman lit it, and she choked on her first attempt.

"This kind of thing, what is there to smoke?"

As he spoke, he tried again slowly, then continued to look at the wet street in a daze while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

If the TV station and people who usually watch the Chiba News see the beloved female anchor huddled with the homeless with a cigarette in her mouth, they will be disillusioned.

"Mood, are you feeling better?" Hachiman crushed the cigarette butt and threw it into a nearby trash can.

Yumiko didn't answer, but said, "I said, how did you become a homeless person? I remember you were admitted to a good university."

Hachiman replied honestly: "I resigned from the company without authorization, and then I stayed at home and got kicked out of the house by my father."

"Wow, you are really a waste." Yumiko mocked mercilessly.

"This is a manifestation of my refusal to succumb to the meaningless overtime culture of neon and the feudal relationship between superiors and subordinates." Hachiman said.

"Isn't it translated to mean that I didn't want to work overtime, and then I was bullied by the seniors in the company, so I had to resign? You are really inferior." Isn't it natural to work overtime? You have to learn how to bully seniors To resist, to escape is shameful and useless.

This is Yumiko Miura's creed.

"But I can appreciate such a calming scene, can't I?" Hachiman said with a smile, not ashamed.

"But you have hands and feet, shouldn't you work harder?" Yumiko was touched, but still couldn't agree.

"I'm wandering like this now. I spend some time every day doing some daily work, and I won't starve to death. I don't plan to get married anyway in my life. Even if I work hard, I can't afford a house. Having children is just a drag on the next generation. If you think about it carefully, then what is the essential difference between my serious work and my wandering now? Is it just that I look more glamorous in the eyes of others? Then I would rather spend overtime and catering to my superiors to discover the beauty of this world. Like now."

Smoking a small cigarette, watching a little rain, humming a little song, feeling happy.

Yumiko was stunned for a moment, because his theory of lying flat is really novel, and from him, there is no such thing as a homeless tramp or a dead house who does not want to go out. The sense of freedom, summed up in two words, is transparency.

When they got off work just now, the three of them laughed at him as a poor homeless man when they passed by. Perhaps in Hachiman's eyes, they felt that these hardworking "worker bees" were boring.

"You've become quite eloquent." Yumiko's perception of him changed, and she stood up slowly.

"Well, after all, I was in the workplace too." Hachiman said with a smile.

"A mere loser, I'm ashamed to say."

Yumiko said with a smile, but in Neon, there are actually not a few marginalized people who are eliminated from the workplace, but it is rare to see people like Hachiman who are not decadent...

In other words, he is not decadent in spirit, but decadent in action, what a contradiction.

Although there is no last bus, there are still taxis that can be called, but thinking about the fare from here to the apartment, it makes Yumiko feel a pain, and one third of this month's salary is gone.

It is also the price of a temporary illness, it is really expensive, but it is not without gains, at least the mood has improved a lot.

Seeing the taxi parked not far away, Hachiman waved his hand and said to Yumiko, "Goodbye, Miura-san."

Yumiko walked to the side of the car, paused for a moment, walked back, and said, "If you're willing to beg me, maybe I can let you stay for a night, you're shaking right now."

"A real man doesn't eat food that is thrown away." Hachiman said with a strong backbone.

"Oh, that's it. If you don't die tonight, let's meet again by fate." Yumiko said coldly.

Hachiman held out his half-worn cigarette case, and said, "I have a brand-name cigarette case, which can cover the house rent."

"It's really troublesome, I have a boyfriend." Yumiko looked at him proudly.

"I don't know if your boyfriend has any special hobbies or hobbies. I can either watch them or use them for profanity." Hachiman said pitifully.

Yumiko laughed until tears came out.

She originally thought that she would never smile at other men like this again.

Chapter 3 About accidentally buying a mining card

The rain is not as heavy as it was at the beginning, but the light rain like catkins is still falling densely, making the whole of Tokyo seem to be covered with blurred colors.

In the taxi, Yumiko kept looking at the rain outside the window, without saying a word, as if she still had some emotional depression in her heart that could not be resolved. The driver in front frequently looked at the two people in the back row through the rearview mirror, and it was not him. Gossip or something, really, he has been doing business for so many years, and he has never encountered such a weird combination.

The glamorous and beautiful woman on the left should be a figure floating in the clouds no matter how you look at it, and she looks familiar, but I can't remember it for a while, while the sloppy one on the right is obviously a homeless man.

Speaking of which, the driver master is also an old martial arts fan. He is very fascinated by this culture from the other side of the sea. After reading all the translations of Jin, Duan Yanqing and Dao Baifeng immediately came to mind. It's too visual.

Damn it, although Lao Tzu is a bit older, he cleans up better than a tramp anyway, so why doesn't Bodhisattva look up to him?

Thinking of the tramp's dirty hands touching the face of a beautiful girl, he was sore.

Then because he frequently looked at his eyes and caught the attention of the tramp, Hachiman showed a strange smile and said, "You pay later, I don't have any money with me."

"Understood, I never expected you to give money." Yumiko said naturally.

Then the driver became even more uncomfortable, the thief is so naive and so unfair.

Half an hour later, the driver arrived in front of the high-end apartment leased by Youyouzi. Looking at the expensive location and the high-grade apartment, the driver was a little numb now.

Without further ado, Yumiko took out cash from Gucci's wallet and gave it to the driver, and said in a bad temper, "If you read it again, I will call the police and file a complaint with your company."

Encountering someone who is not easy to mess with, the driver quickly put away those wild fantasies and drove away.

Hachiman was also a little surprised by where Yumiko lived, but he said first: "What do you think the driver was thinking just now?"

Youzi twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "What else could it be? It's just a flower stuck on the cow dung, and then I wonder why that Tuo Xiang is not me."

Hachiman couldn't help laughing, this guy's mouth was still as mean as before, he followed Yumiko in as he looked at the apartment.

"You live in a nice place."

"After all, the income of a TV hostess is not bad. Relying on her popularity, she can make a fortune by receiving some business orders. In Zongwu High, our group, except for the few at home, can't do better than me. many."

Yumiko took it for granted that she was proud, but not Versailles. Although she also relied on her father, it was only because of her father's connections that gave her the opportunity for an interview, and the rest was entirely dependent on her struggle.

Have you seen the sun at four o'clock in the morning in Tokyo?In order to record the show, she could see her every day when she worked hard, and even went to the hospital for it.

Well, compared with those who were born with diamond keys in their mouths, the achievements and social status she worked hard to achieve are still insignificant. This is the reality of the society of Neon.

What else could Hachiman say, only applause.

When I arrived at Yumiko’s apartment, I turned on the light and found it was a bit messy, such as worn clothes and underwear, but it’s okay, there is no light novel like that although you are very talented in a certain field, but your life is a mess. Need a male lead To remedy such an all-in-one setting.

But Yumiko was still a little uncomfortable, so she quickly packed up the clothes and threw them into the basket next to the washing machine.

Then, he took out a brand-new bath towel and a set of men's casual clothes from his room, and stuffed them into Hachiman's hand: "My boyfriend used it, but it's been cleaned, it's better than the one on you, hurry up!" Go wash it, don't dirty my house."

she said with disgust.

Hachiman took the clothes and bath towel, then pressed his nose on it and sniffed, with a half-smile expression on his face.

Yumiko clenched her fists: "What, just speak up if you have something to say."

Still as annoying as ever.

"It's nothing, I just think your laundry detergent smells really good, and you can't smell any other smells after washing." Without waiting for Yumiko to get angry, she quickly slipped into the well-designed bathroom.

Yumiko laughed angrily, what was she really doing, she actually brought the homeless man home.

"Hikigaya....... Hachiman?" Yumiko said softly. She remembered that in high school, this guy had a very good relationship with Hayato. It wasn't about playing football with Sho Tobe, but rather Is it more suitable in terms of ideas?

Anyway, she was jealous of this at the beginning, but all of this has become a thing of the past.

Speaking of which, this guy has a lot of surprises. According to her experience, people who can look at others like this will not be pushed out to the point of resigning. Maybe, as he said, it is possible, but it is not necessary.

About 10 minutes later, Yumiko looked at someone in a daze, and almost said, who are you, Matsuri?

After washing off the dust on her body and putting on a brand new set of clothes, perhaps because of the great contrast, even Yan Gouru felt that this guy was a bit handsome, and he was so handsome that he looked like a masculine niche like Hayato. It's not the same, probably because her family doesn't have a razor. His face still has stubble, his decadent eyes look a little vicissitudes, and his figure is taller and thinner than when he was in high school. For little girls, it is quite lethal.

"Am I that good-looking?" Hachiman saw Yumiko staring at him, so he teased, and picked up the apple on the table, highlighting that he was honest and polite.

"I think, if you go to be a duck, you should be able to deceive many women who feel lonely." Yumiko said with a little malice.

Hachiman picked up the apple and suddenly sat next to Yumiko, and whispered beside her in a low and hoarse voice: "Master, I'm just your duck...so?"

Yumiko's goosebumps came up, and her breathing became a little short.

Hachiman glanced at him, stood up while biting an apple, and was grabbed by Yumiko, who said, "Kiss me."

Hachiman put down the apple, shrugged and said, "I was just joking, I'm not a real duck."

Youzi held her heart, as if not letting herself regret it, and said, "Stop pretending, do you think I brought you home just to let you stay overnight?"

Yawata reached out her hand to Yumiko's cheek, Yumiko held her breath and wanted to close her eyes, but as if a figure suddenly appeared in her mind, she subconsciously grabbed Yawata's hand.

When she came to her senses, her face showed remorse: "I'm not, I..."

Hachiman caressed her cheek and said, "You know, if we just graduated, I would stop, because I think this kind of thing requires a relationship between the two parties, but now..."

He took advantage of the opportunity to push Yumiko onto the sofa.

........................

Yumiko came out of the bathroom, she had already changed into a new set of clothes, and deliberately covered it up a bit, although it was meaningless.

When she came to the living room, she found that Hachiman was quietly watching TV, and she still broadcast the news by herself. She didn't know why, which made her a little angry.

Yumiko came to the refrigerator and took out two cans of beer, one of which was placed heavily in front of him, as if to express her dissatisfaction.

Hachiman compared the female anchor on TV with the female classmates around him, and said, "You look pretty on TV."

Yumiko rolled his eyes at him: "Aren't I pretty now?"

But when I said it, I felt a little regretful, a little too frivolous, it was because I was stupid tonight, that kind of thing happened, and in the end, it seemed that the other party could not be blamed.

Yumiko saw that Hachiman was watching seriously, so she said, "Don't you even have a cell phone?"

What I have to admit is that due to the mobile Internet, even as the female anchor of Chiba TV, she believes that the influence of TV is declining. an order of magnitude.

Now that the public has learned about a vicious murder case on Twitter, if it is broadcast on the TV news that night, they will be praised for keeping up with current events. This is an irony in itself.

TV news has become synonymous with "old news", and sometimes Yumiko even wonders whether her career is meaningful.

"No, I haven't used a mobile phone for more than two years." Hachiman said flatly, but he was very serious about watching the news, as if he really absorbed the latest social information from the news she broadcast.

"Wow, savages from behind the times." I really can't believe how people can live without mobile phones these days, Yumiko thought.

Hachiman paused, looked at the woman and said, "Do you know the term information cocoon room?"

"At any rate, I also graduated from the regular journalism department." Yumiko said, so don't try to pretend this beep in front of me.

"So you should also know that when people habitually only use certain software to obtain information on their mobile phones, they have actually been imprisoned in the fields they are familiar with by algorithms based on interest and traffic. It is not a good thing to make people's vision and viewpoint narrower and narrower."

"But isn't everyone like this? This is the characteristic of the development of the times, and it cannot be changed by one or two people." Yumiko said.

"Why can't it be changed, as long as you don't use your mobile phone." Hachiman said naturally.

Yumiko choked for a moment, and then said: "You are giving up eating because of choking, and the mobile Internet also has many advantages."

Hachiman asked: "Then what are the advantages of the mobile Internet, is it irreplaceable in life?"

"It seems that there is no." Although the mobile phone is convenient, it is only convenient and not irreplaceable.

Hachiman continued: "At least when I'm on the road, I will spend my time reading mobile phone novels to look at the flowers and plants on the street, watching my mother teach a crying child, and watching the old couple enjoy each other in the park. Good, but not real enough, there is a saying in the advertisement, jojo, discover the beauty of life, well, I'm talking nonsense."

Yumiko looked at this guy, and found that if he shaved his head, he would look like a monk. The word "information cocoon room" is actually not unfamiliar. Most young people who have access to the Internet know it, but most of them just shout it out of their mouths. After being terrified, she continued to swipe her phone, including her.

Laziness itself is human nature, so the pursuit of convenience.

Not pursuing convenience is in itself an act against human nature.