People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Look over here.

It also makes people feel relieved.

"I ruined your good fortune, and you ruined mine. We are even now."

Lin Sen scanned her face carefully and meticulously.

There was still a strange trembling in the corners of the girl's delicate mouth, but it was very faint.

It really seems like he is holding on to something.

But it seems that it has been adjusted a lot better.

When I realized this, I felt relieved.

The tone quickly took another step back:

"That's not fair. If I have to say, I'm still a little sorry for you, Ito."

This conclusion surprised Miss Ito.

Then, her eyes suddenly became extremely serious, and an aura of determination to win surged around her.

"I should be the one who hurt Senior more."

"No, I'm hurting you."

"I'm... Ugh!"

Just as she was about to retort, Ito Xiguo found a rice ball in her mouth, which stopped her from speaking.

It was the young man in front of her who used her chopsticks to pick up the rice ball from her set meal and stuffed it in, forcefully stopping her from arguing.

The girl blinked and saw the unmistakable look on his face.

"I hurt you."

It was an extremely unquestionable look.

The white light from the ceiling of the restaurant fell on his face, like a resolute model sculpture.

But it doesn't intimidate people at all.

It was even said that Miss Ito was forced to lower her head again and pull out the chopsticks that were holding the rice ball.

The next moment.

“Puff, puff.”

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't hold back my emotions.

Yes, laugh.

Mixed with the warm feeling in my heart.

So, the girl named Ito Nishika just lowered her head and let out a smile that she could no longer resist, in the slightly shocked gaze of the young man opposite her.

"Ito?"

"OK."

Although the series of events I experienced today were really weird, but, but.

Senior, Kobayashi senior.

You are really too kind-hearted.

If I tell you the truth, you will definitely want to beat me to death.

You are the one who is sad, but you still try your best to comfort me, a lying liar who can't even fake his expression.

Like a fool, really.

But inexplicably cute.

Really, I don’t know what to say.

The feeling of being moved replaced the uncontrollable laughter and just managed to pry open the switch of my tear glands.

Ms. Ito has always had well-developed tear glands.

I used to be troubled by it, but today I am thankful.

Because this is the only way for the liar lady to have an equal identity that can comfort the people around her.

So Ito Nishigo reached out and grabbed the young man's arm, laughing and crying, and was frightened and at a loss.

"So, Ito, what's going on with you right now? Are you still sad?"

what.

If I have to say that I feel uncomfortable, I do.

It's probably a kind of resentment, mixed with some vague jealousy.

[How could such a wonderful person be hurt like that by love?]

[Although it's very rude to say this to Ms. Tachibana, but... I really don't want him to be in pain and sink because of an aunt who is so much older than him.]

[He, Xiao Linsen, must need a new goal in life.]

[Suddenly, this thought came to me.]

[Ito Nishika wrote this on April 15th.]

Chapter 63: Reckless and Excited, Each with Their Own Agenda

So, did the events of that night hurt or affect the girl next door?

Lin Sen never had a way to confirm it.

But it can be noticed that after that day, the other party seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

To be precise, I was probably secretly using the sword dance skill while sleeping at night.

The offensive power in words and actions has increased!

A vivid example occurred this morning.

"Senior hasn't worked the day shift for many days."

When saying good morning, the girl reached out and grabbed Lin Sen's sleeve, secretly gathering her strength to pull him out of the house, "You can't just give up! At least find something to do."

"It's mainly because I'm not short of money recently."

Lin Sen's ambiguous explanation was used as an excuse to evade responsibility.

So the girl standing at the door put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction and quietly blamed him.

"Salacious Senior. Come with me to the subway station today, just as exercise."

"Okay."

So she must still be a little resentful about the fact that her secret love, which was on the rise, fell to the bottom again.

Let her go.

At least this secret way of venting for girls is quite interesting.

Even happy about it.

But when she spoke next, Lin Sen didn't like it very much.

He reached out and pinched the bread in his mouth and gently pulled it off. The girl looked over with her eyes open.

There was a hint of probing in his expression.

She composed her words carefully:

"Senior, I have a question I'd like to ask you, is that okay?"

"You said."

"Senior, do you still have feelings for that Lingzi sister?"

He spoke deliberately slowly, pausing and asking in a halting manner.

Then Lin Sen saw from the corner of his eye that she subconsciously turned away, with hesitation and uneasiness in her eyes.

Then sigh softly.

"Like I am to him."

"."

The first thing that came to Lin Sen’s mind was a silly face that looked a bit sloppy.

It was the man who was called Dongcao Brother yesterday.

Superficial and frivolous is the first impression.

To treat something as if it were a piece of trash is a feeling and an evaluation.

So Lin Sen turned around and looked at the girl beside him.

Today she was wearing her regular work outfit.

A clean grey jacket with a white shirt and a slim grey hip-hugging long skirt.

She lowered her gaze in the morning light, a healthy blush on her cheeks.

The small nose is slightly upturned, which should be beautiful, but its luster is overshadowed by the bright and lively eyes.

The sunlight makes her black hair look even softer and more charming. The ends of her hair, which has grown a little longer recently, are lazily draped over her turned-up white collar, which is so cute that it makes you want to reach out and help comb it.

Her slender arms crossed in front of her body, her delicate and beautiful hands were slightly curled up, and her fingers were hooked on the strap of the bag.

The deeper the impression, the simpler and plainer it is.

The title of a good girl has become a brand deep in my heart.

Practicing with the image of such a child and the person she cares about, the voice of General Fan on Yueyang Tower immediately rang out from deep within her heart:

[Alas! What a story about flowers falling in love with cow dung!]

hateful.

It is even more regrettable.

The more I took a step back, the more angry I became.

But I feel more sorry for the poor child.

Lin Sen recalled Ito's angelic behavior after they met.

And the kindness she has spread these days;

Occasionally help prepare breakfast.

There is never a shortage of fruit.

I even bring back small snacks that are given to me at work to share.

What a blessing of the Western fruit!

Subconsciously, I had the idea of ​​returning the favor and lending a helping hand to this child emotionally.

So, how can we help?

Lin Sen’s first reaction was to develop a methodology.

The basic reason came from the admiring look and shoulder pat given by the man named Dong Cao before leaving yesterday.

There is also the vague statement "I admire you, young man".

So, here's a plan.

To get to know and get close to the so-called Tousou-ge. To contribute to Ms. Ito's love campaign. To be the driving force behind it.

Help her with her love life!

In this way, we repay the little angel’s kindness!

Such a brilliant plan—

What a hammer.