Natori and the Passer-by Heroine

Qian Yi picked up a piece of A4 paper full of sticky notes, and saw a few large characters at a glance - "Mushan Qianyi".

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midnight.

I don't know what time it is, Qian Yi sits at the desk, lights up the desk lamp, and there is a stack of bound A4 papers beside him.

"Well..."

The movement from the other side of the bed awakened Asahi who was thinking.

"What's wrong? Do you feel sick?"

Shi Yu slowly opened his eyes.

He's always there...but, of course, his words.

"I want to drink water."

Shiwa who is so frank has a limited time.

After a while, Qian Yi came over with a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, and helped her to sit up.

"Thank you."

Shiyu, who woke up, always felt that something was wrong in the room, oh, the floor became tidy, and Qianyi should have helped clean it up, those plastic bags on the floor, drinks, and the manuscript that he had been working on—

"what..."

She let out a lovely exclamation.

It seems that he has noticed it.

"Why...wrote that kind of stuff?"

Qian Yi picked up the A4 paper that had been bound by the side. This novel was about him.

It's about the life of a man named Asaichi Kiyama.

He wrote briefly and plainly about his past, present, and future life.

Every word between the lines is hope.

It doesn't look like it came from Shi Yu's hand at all.

"...It's your birthday in a week."

"Do you remember...?"

Qian Yi was stunned, he almost couldn't remember his birthday, if he hadn't been reminded by Shi Yu like this, he really wouldn't have remembered it.

"And... what have you been doing these days?"

"Catch, catch the club's game script."

"Liar, I turned on your laptop just now, and the revision date of this novel is still the latest, and those sticky labels..." Qian Yi smiled bitterly, "Obviously there is still so much time, you don't need to hurry Do it now?"

"Whispering! You're a layman, why are you talking so much! You know how difficult it is to write a biography of a real character! Especially for someone as awkward as you!"

"Then... Lun Ye's outline."

"I could write that kind of stuff in one night! Don't underestimate me!"

"...But didn't he say to modify it?"

"Then I have to wait for him to tell me the modification, he is the producer, this is what he should do!"

"..."

Shiwa, who was flushed all over her face, unnaturally escaped her sight, and Asahi's thoughts gradually melted away.

turn out to be...

She has been revising this thing.

"Why...do you want to do this?"

The murmured words seemed to be asking himself and her.

"You, don't you never read my novels?"

"It's not that I don't watch it...but I don't like to watch it..."

Qian Yi was a little embarrassed.

"So, I was thinking, since you are a man who only moves forward with your own ideals and ignores the surroundings, then, at least, I want to tell you in this way, if it is my words, I think they can Tell you--"

Although Shi Yu was still haggard in her pajamas, her eyes were bright.

"You are really not alone."

"This is the life I envisioned for you," she gently placed her hand on Qian Yi's hand holding the A4 paper, her eyes were full of undisguised tenderness, a strand of hair drifted away with her movements, Ruoyuuowu's sweetness lingers on Asahi, "An ordinary otaku who should thrive under the blessing of his parents like a normal person, but this boy who is 1 meters tall and weighs 8 kilograms is in reality and fantasy. There is a gap of contradiction between them."

"Your life is not going well, but you are a very 'smooth' person."

Qian Yi recalled the novel with a length of 15 texts. In it, "Qian Yi" had experiences similar to his own in the past, but he had an optimistic and positive energy to support him to face everything: he was lonely, He always wears a mask in front of others; he is very inferior, and always dare not think that he can become an important person to others; he is very sad, and he is used to starting from other people's ideas before doing everything-he seems to have no reason What he has been looking for, what he wants is to live without being alone, his life does not want to become gray and meaningless, he wants someone to prove to him that he used to live here.

Therefore, he couldn't see the people around him.