Come on again, Yukino

In the beginning, all of us, when we were young and frivolous, pretended to understand in confusion,

Obviously that's right, we are reckless, EQ and IQ are extremely slow, lazy, and hesitant, but we always pretend to be mature adults,

But now we have learned to pretend to be confused, clearly understand the cruelty of society, and clearly know a lot of things that we didn't understand before, but we are still naive, smug and like to act like a baby and want to live with her from time to time.

It's really annoying...

Chapter 45 Kasuga is also autistic

Ah Qing, I'm pregnant,

The doctor said that it is very difficult for my body to conceive, and even if I am pregnant this time, the embryo will not survive, and there may be a risk of miscarriage.

The girl spoke quietly on the other end of the phone.

Ah Qing, I'm pregnant

Ah Qing...

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There was a slight sound of cicadas on the tree, and the light that was warm a month ago has inadvertently started to slowly become a little hot.

The sun shines through the clouds, and enters the room through the classroom window,

The light shining on the boy's face was quite dazzling.

The heaviness of the eyelids came slowly,

And in front of the podium, there is another teacher with a hairstyle that tends to be "teaching director", who seems to be talking endlessly,

It seems to be telling the story of the battle of Honnoji Temple,

In a trance, Kasuga also remembered that this class seemed to be a history class, and this history teacher, who loved the history of the Warring States Period and highly praised Oda Nobunaga, was introducing again the life story of the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven with exaggerated actions.

Obviously I have said it so many times, and I still say...

The boy sitting at the back of the classroom kept nodding his head like a pounding onion, and at the same time complaining, he tried his best to push his eyelids open with willpower,

He who could still pay close attention to the teacher's voice on the podium, was a little sleepy after repeating the deed almost n times.

It didn't take long for him to feel that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and even the strong-willed Haruhi couldn't hold it.

In the end, Haruhi, who was extremely sleepy, chose to move the glasses on the bridge of his nose slightly down, so that the black frame blocked the position of the pupil.

Just sleep for a while, my fat tiger can sleep for 5 minutes.

And at the moment when he felt relieved and slowly closed his eyes.

thump,

There was a violent noise in the classroom, and the history teacher who was talking about Akechi Mitsuhide's betrayal of Oda Nobunaga was also taken aback by the noise, and the book in his hand fell to the ground.

"what happened?"

His eyes subconsciously looked at the squad leader Asakura, but the latter turned to the back row with a somewhat funny and helpless gaze.

follow the line of sight,

As for the boy who originally supported his head with his hands, the moment he closed his eyes, due to the influence of gravitational inertia, his head fell directly from the palm of his hand and fell heavily on the cold and hard tabletop.

And that loud noise was also the sound of the collision between the boy's chin and the tabletop.

And Haruhi, who was suffering from pain in the dream, also stood up from his seat in a daze.

"Do it again, do it again, please..."

As if she had just seen something in a dream, with her sleepy eyes open, Haruhi murmured involuntarily.

"Xiaoxue, child...Xiaoxue, child..."

The glasses were slanted on the bridge of the nose, and the expression of the teenager when he was talking was extraordinarily funny. In an instant, some students in the class were amused by this appearance, and the boring atmosphere was driven by the history teacher. It was swept away, and there was a cheerful atmosphere in the classroom.

"Haruhi-kun, Haruhi-kun?"

Nagato, who was sitting in the front row of Kasuga, turned around and pushed Kasuga kindly.

"Wake up, you overslept."

"If you are not feeling well, then please go to the health room to rest for a while. However, the teacher suggested that learning is important, and it should complement each other with rest."

There was light laughter in the classroom, but fortunately, this history teacher is a good talker, and the results of the last test left a good influence on the history teacher, so he did not make things difficult for this teacher. The boy dozing off in his class.

And Haruhi, who seemed to wake up from a nightmare, did not hear the voices of Nagato and his teacher, and silently looked at his hands, as if there was something feared in his hands, he took two steps back, his mouth still Somewhat frightened, he whispered softly.

"Kids... kids..."

Haruhi shook his head in despair. With Nagato's confused eyes in front of him, he left his seat and slowly opened the back door of the classroom and walked out.

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And in the classroom,

The classroom teacher who was standing in front of the podium glanced at him and left without saying a word. After hesitating for a moment, his eyes were fixed on Nagato in front of him.

"Nagato-san, can I ask you to catch up? If it's just because of physical discomfort, tell Kasuga-san to let him go to the infirmary."

The entire class, Nagato, who is sitting in front of Kasuga, usually communicates with this boy. At this moment, the teacher can only entrust this to Nagato classmates.

And the short-haired girl nodded slightly, put down her book, stood up from her seat, and followed the boy's footsteps by pushing open the back door.

"Keep going."

Looking at the quiet classroom again, the history teacher said aloud.

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Instead of going to the health room, Haruhi changed direction and went to the rooftop.

At this moment, he was sitting slumped at the place where he used to have lunch with Xiaoxue, with the same lost expression as before, and the young man looked at the sky with a somewhat absent-minded gaze. .

Rubbing her hair, Haruhi's mind was full at the moment, all the pictures of Xiaoxue telling him that she was pregnant on the phone before the car accident.

The dream in the classroom just now made Haruhi realize one thing deeply.

Not long ago, because of this accident, he gently comforted Xiaoxue not to take it to heart,

There was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth. Sitting in the corner, he supported his lowered head with both hands.

From that moment on, the seeds of self-blame were planted in Xiaoxue's heart, but also in the young man's heart.

It's just that out of his humble machismo, it has always been well hidden in the depths of his heart.

He couldn't help shaking his head and looked up at the blue sky

really,

than the snow,

Those who can't let go of the guilt of indirectly killing their children,

It's me……

The teenager on the rooftop rubbed his hair,

Affected by negative emotions such as confusion, jealousy, anxiety, longing, longing, etc.,

At this moment, Haruhi only felt very upset.

Obviously that Xuenv classmate was appeased by this young man not long ago,

right now,

On the contrary, this young man, who was originally comforting Xiaoxue, got into the dead end of his mind autistically.

…………

"Well, Kasuga-kun, are you here?"

I don't know how long it took,

Haruhi, who was squatting on the ground against the corner, faintly heard a somewhat familiar voice.

Looking up again, Nagato's face like a porcelain doll appeared in his sight.

"Haruhi-kun, why are you hiding here, you are still in class now^"

Nagato leaned down on his knees, trying to check the boy's expression.

"Can you please not bother me now?"

"But the teacher asked me to come to you."

Haruhi's voice was a little dry, she looked at the expressionless face in front of her, and looked away slightly.

"Then tell the teacher that I'm a little uncomfortable and don't want to go back to the classroom for the time being."

With a sullen face, although she felt a little autistic at the moment, Haruhi did not show any gaffe in front of this girl.

"If you're not feeling well, then I'll accompany you to the health room with Kasuga-kun, eh? Is it a cold?"

Nagato, who was not in a hurry to leave, still patiently asked the boy who was obviously in a bad mood at the moment,

A breeze blew through the girl's overly long eyelashes,

……

The long silence on the rooftop,

Haruhi slowly raised his head, and after controlling his emotions, he raised his head, and he was about to send Nagato classmates away. The moment his eyes touched Nagato, he calmed down. His face slammed to the side, and the whole person seemed to have seen a very terrifying scene.

He pointed tremblingly at Nagato,

No, to be precise, he pointed behind Nagato.

"Shizuka!!!"

The boy's body jolted, and he, who had his back against the corner of the wall, was also under the instability of fear, and lay directly in the corner on the edge.

He looked in disbelief as he stood behind Nagato,

The snow girl who stared at her with a frosty face.

(ps: I’m not asking for votes today, let’s talk about what happened to me today, the editor in charge suddenly sent me QQ at noon today, saying that I was reported by someone, the chapter needs to be changed, the title of the book needs to be changed, and I After reading it, several chapters have really been taken off the shelf.

Darling Long Didong, I really don't understand, I'm just a little slapstick writer, are those who are interested in targeting me like this?It's reporting my book title and the content of my previous chapters, making me, a rookie writer, in a bad mood all day long. Is it really worth your joy when I'm in a bad mood?

All afternoon, I changed the title of the book again and again, and then did it again?Kissing once?love again?play again?Snow?

Then I silently delete and modify the removed content over and over again,

Rewriting, deleting and modifying, rewriting, deleting and modifying, then uploading, and finally being called back, damn, it has not been reviewed and approved so far, what a shame.

Speaking from the bottom of my heart, I wrote his daily novels in Shuke for four years, and I have written four or five novels. Everyday you, you must have read two or three of them (I am not the author of pillows!), but even if someone has read the daily novels I wrote, I am still a street writer. I want to change my mind, I want to start from scratch, and I want to start from the beginning like those new writers.

This vest first tested the water with two books, one I was planning to follow Ark, and the other was about Cthulhu's daily life, but it should be that I am not good at the description of the fighting style, and no one read it at the end, so the plot has not yet When it was completely started, I stopped writing and wrote this third book.

Compared with the newcomers in the same period, I think I have worked hard enough. In the first week, the results of this book were not much better. In the end, I only collected two or three hundred, and only a few complained about each book. Just those who take one blood and two blood or something, but, I have the biggest difference from other new writers. I know that the most important thing in the new book period is the amount of updates and the viscosity of the readers. The plot is not enough, and the updates come together. This is a stupid method, but it is also the best method. Unless the pen power is really bad enough to watch, or your style is really not suitable for Shuke's people, the update volume is still effective.

So I update, desperately update, two updates a day?not enough?Three and four a day, readers are happy, and when I see more and more people watching, I am also happy.

Because I never thought I was that kind of talented author, so when those new writers in the same period slowly updated 12 words or even directly eunuchs, I already had [-] words and [-] words, so those who are red-eyed now I am It's not a very good result at all, what capital red eyes do you have?

Insist on adding [-] a day, can people who have no patience and perseverance persevere?I always want to recommend tickets to you every day, and it's just that I grabbed the viscosity of this book's readers to follow up, it's as simple as that.

Did you know?I added the editor-in-charge qq for a week, and the editor-in-charge didn't reply to me. If it wasn't for the problem of the manuscript fee of my previous books, the editor-in-charge took the initiative to add me, and I, an old salted fish, don't know when this book will be signed. .

Damn, it’s better now, I just care about An An’s writing and update me, and he has been reported by others, and I have endured the rotten author who is said to be an old and sloppy pillow, but now I remembered to report me. ?

I have been writing a book for nearly ten days, and you just remembered to report my title and the contents of the book? ex me?

Mood was screwed up!

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Chapter 46 You and Me Under the Lemon Tree