Rebirth of Japanese high school students

Carrying a school bag and a delicate pink paper bag, Li Xuehao strolled under the cherry blossom tree, feeling a little excited. After all, it was his first time to give a gift to his girlfriend, and he didn’t know what Ayane Yamamoto’s expression would look like when she received the gift. You must be happy, right?

Because I felt that the paper bag that originally contained the cosmetics was ugly and had the logo of the Shimono store on it, so it was obviously not appropriate to give it as a gift, especially to a girl.

So Li Xuehao replaced it with a delicate pink paper bag, which he brought back from that high-end coffee shop to hold cakes and ice cream. He didn't throw it away because he thought it looked good, so it is now put to use.

Although it is a little small, it is still more than enough to hold those boxes of cosmetics. And because it is small, the paper bag is bulging, which can also make the recipient of the gift feel the sincerity of the gift giver.

When I arrived at the gate of the academy, because I arrived early, there were no students at the time, but there was still a person waiting at the gate.

However, it was not Mingyue Yuhua, but an unknown boy. He was about 1.6 meters tall, wearing a school uniform, and had the disciplinary committee's armband on his right arm. He was obviously a member of the disciplinary committee.

"Good morning, senior." Although he was surprised, Li Xuehao greeted him politely. He was the only first-year student in the entire disciplinary meeting, so he was not afraid of being called by the wrong name.

"Good morning, you must be Zhenzhong. The minister has already told me that you and I will be on duty at the gate of the academy today." The boy said as he handed him the armband of the disciplinary committee.

"Okay, please, senior." Li Xuehao reached out to take it and put it on his right arm.

"Why don't you go put your schoolbag...and this one?" The boy pointed to his schoolbag and the pink paper bag with a slightly ambiguous expression. He probably saw something pink, and it was packaged like a gift. It must be For girls.

"I want to wait until class to bring it in together." Li Xuehao doesn't find it troublesome. He is used to carrying a schoolbag on duty. As for the gift he brought today, he thinks it will be more conspicuous if he brings it into the classroom. And if he meets Yamamoto later, Ayane, you can give it to her directly, saving you the trouble of looking for her again.

"Well, then you can do whatever you want." The boy nodded, said no more, and walked to the other side of the door, forming a right-left position with him.

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Soon, students came one after another.

Li Xuehao's sharp eyes immediately spotted Fukuoka Naomi, who was walking among the crowd in the distance. She was still carrying two lunch boxes in her hands. One large and one small, exactly the same as yesterday.

I couldn't help but have some weird feelings in my heart. Did I do too much today?

"Good morning, Manaka." As he approached, Naomi Fukuoka greeted him.

"Senior Fuyuan, good morning." Li Xuehao responded politely, but the strange feeling in his heart not only did not go away, but intensified.

"This is what I made in the morning. Here it is for you." Naomi Fukuoka was very direct. She gave him a large lunch box in her hand.

Li Xuehao took it unnaturally, feeling a little speechless. He was doing more every day. Isn't this impossible? Could it be said that it was intentional?

Maybe she saw something was wrong with his expression. Naomi Fukuoka explained nervously: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't intentionally cook it for you, just treat it as a 'reward' for taking care of me before."

Hearing her talk about this, Li Xuehao felt at ease. After all, he had indeed taken care of her before, and he had even helped her treat that kind of painful illness yesterday.

"Senior, are you feeling better?" Li Xuehao asked in a low voice. In fact, he didn't need to do this at all. Because the students who came in and out of the door naturally stayed away after seeing Naomi Fukuoka, so in front of him

There was an empty circle around it.

"It's much better now, and I don't feel any pain. Manaka's massage technique is very good." She didn't know what she was thinking of, but Naomi Fukuoka's face looked a little unnatural, and she looked away slightly to the side.

"That's good." Li Xuehao also realized that what he said was a bit ambiguous. After all, it was about Fukuoka Naomi's sexual intercourse, and asking this question seemed to go beyond the limits of friendship between men and women.

"What is this?" Naomi Fukuoka, who turned away slightly, suddenly noticed the pink paper bag in his hand. She naturally reached out and took it, then opened the paper bag and looked at it. She seemed to have no consciousness of being an outsider at all.

Li Xuehao was speechless. Why do girls nowadays like to pick it up without asking? Thinking like this, he was too embarrassed to grab it.

"Is it cosmetics?" Taking out one of the exquisite small boxes, Fukuoka Naomi's eyes suddenly lit up. Even a very strong person's eyes would light up when he saw something that could make him cuter.

"Yes." Li Xuehao nodded and wanted to say something more.

Fukuoka Naomi was already looking at him expectantly: "Is it for me?"

"Uh..." Li Xuehao was completely confused. There seemed to be something wrong with this style of painting. He wanted to answer no, but looking at Fukuoka Naomi's eager expression, and the fact that someone had just sent him a lunch box, if he denied it now,

It seems too heartless.

"...It's just a small return gift. I hope you will like it, senior sister." I said this, thinking in my heart, when I have time, I will go to Hosotani Chinatsu's and buy another set for Yamamoto Ayane. That would be another gift.

Helped her once.

"Well, I like it very much." Fukuoka Naomi looked awkward. She suddenly realized that her expression could easily lead to misunderstanding. She coughed twice and said with a serious face, "Manaka, thank you for the gift in return. Then I'll start with

gone."

"Okay, goodbye, senior sister." Li Xuehao waved to her.

"Hey, Manaka." After watching Fukuoka Naomi go away, the boy who was originally on duty on the other side of the academy gate came over.

"Senior, what can I do?" Li Xuehao asked.

"Are you familiar with Fuyuan?" The boy looked at him with a strange look, as if he had seen something incredible.

Hearing that the other party called Naomi Fukuoka by her surname without the honorific, Li Xuehao knew that this boy was in the third grade, and could understand why his eyes were so strange. After all, Naomi Fukuoka's strangers were not allowed to come close to each other in school.

She is famous, and if she suddenly sees a boy in a lower grade acting so familiar with her, she will definitely be curious. This is human nature.

"I once helped Senior Sister Fuyuan with a little help, so we are familiar with each other." Li Xuehao said modestly.

Although the explanation was very reasonable, the boy still looked at him with strange eyes. Suddenly he came close to him and asked in a low voice: "Are you and Fuyuan dating?"

Dating? Li Xuehao was surprised, a little dumbfounded: "Senior, how could you think so?" Although Naomi Fukuoka is now pleased with him, that is all the result of his taking the initiative to take care of her. As for dating, what is it?

Yes, is it possible?

"Fuyuan personally gave you a lunch box, and you also gave her a gift. If we are not dating, Zhenzhong, tell me what is going on in this scene? Don't worry, even if it is true, I will be a minister for you.

It’s kept secret in front of you.” The boy said seductively, his face full of gossip. (To be continued.)