I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

"...Well, just keep doing your best."

"Well, thank you."

I turned on all the switches along the corridor at once, because that's my usual style. Then the lights of various colors on the ceiling and walls each emitted light, and some even projected patterns on the wall.

In this case, the living room looks abstract and beautiful (in my opinion), but other people don't seem to think so, so they are very disgusted with me turning on all the lights, especially when Ye Jin is watching TV.

"...I suddenly realized that this is my first time going to a boy's house at night."

"..."

I didn't respond, but my cheeks still felt familiarly hot.

The first time, at a boy’s home, at night... These words would make almost any healthy boy have this kind of reaction, not to mention that they come from the mouth of a beautiful girl.

“Who arranged these lights…it always feels very personal.”

"My dad...made it when he still had some free time. I don't know why he suddenly came up with the idea to decorate it this way."

"It's quite impressive... It looks like a painting when you look at it this way."

"I think he just put together the styles he liked."

Needless to say, this must be the case.

"Well, even if it's a random combination, it looks surprisingly good..."

Should I say that he is worthy of being an art student...his vision is indeed much better than those ordinary people.

“Although not many people in our family like it.”

Briefly state the facts.

"Well, maybe things will change in the future."

"......"

It probably means that they will gradually get used to it.

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

[Easter egg?]

As if receiving some unified command, the streetlights flashed twice quickly before lighting up simultaneously. This meant that it was already around eight o'clock in the evening, and the number of pedestrians gradually increased.

"Even though I said I had things to do..."

Lingcan muttered to himself as he operated the vending machine in front of him, "I think it would be better to clear the Nioh level."

Although today's condition is not very good.

Actually, she had nothing to do, but she had already stayed with Sheji for a long time today, and there was no reason to follow him into the house. After all, there was no one at home. And what kind of mood did she have to stay?

"hateful..."

I always feel like I've lost something.

Forget it, forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

Having thus convinced herself, her thoughts temporarily turned to the present.

"Ding ding... bang."

Along with the prompt sound, a can of drink fell down.

"..."

It didn't feel cold to the touch, and Ling Can realized that she wasn't taking a drink out of her own refrigerator. This also indirectly reminded Ling Can that she didn't have much drink left at home.

"It's really troublesome..."

I felt a dull pain in my left leg, which should be a side effect of the action I did. Although it was not obvious at the time, I had walked so far and it seemed to have flared up now.

"What am I doing..."

Looking around, she found a staircase and sat down, rubbing her aching ankles.

Thinking carefully about what I did today, it seemed a little unbelievable. Under normal circumstances, I would never do something like that, but in that instant, my judgment seemed to be disrupted, and it seemed that I had become a little extreme.

"..."

what is it then...

At this moment, the girl named Ye Hui came to mind. I didn't expect to find the answer so quickly. Now it seems that today's loss of composure was all because of her.

Although I've had many encounters with her before, I've always felt I couldn't get close to her. I vaguely felt that she and I were not the same kind of people... Of course, I wasn't referring to the difference in height or body shape, nor was it the low-level distinction of hair color.

"Forget it..."

It’s better not to think about those messy things for the time being.

Thinking about it now, his reaction when I was about to leave seemed quite different from his reaction now. And since then, I've been avoiding him, while still wanting to get closer. This conflicting feeling is truly bizarre. And now that my family no longer objected to my being here, I've become content with the status quo, seemingly forgetting my original purpose.

"...the original purpose."

Speaking of the original purpose, what was it?

If the tilt breaks

"Thank you for your hard work today." Jiumuting bowed to all the members of the cooperative who were about to leave.

"Please come to help on time tomorrow~" Compared to Jiumu's words, Li Moya next to him was not so polite. She said this to Xun Yu and Tongyou as if she was giving an order.

"...Ah, alright."

Xun Yu responded slightly, then yawned. It wasn't due to lack of sleep, but rather the subtle feeling his body experienced when he suddenly relaxed after staying in one place doing monotonous tasks for a long time.

I always feel like I can fall asleep as soon as I lie down... To put it bluntly, it's just sleepiness.

"Isn't it almost coming to an end?"

Tongyou was in high spirits at this time and did not forget to ask the two people in charge of the creation about the progress of their work.

"Well, the finale is coming soon. Although it's already written, I don't know how to express it on the screen." Jiumuting scratched her cheek embarrassedly and smiled, "Maybe my skills are still not good enough."

“…”

After hearing this, Xun Yu suddenly no longer felt sleepy. He looked at Jiumuting in front of him quietly for a long time before he uttered, "It's okay. You can definitely do it."

"Hey, after all, we have a genius screenwriter like me!"

Li Moya laughed heartily, and as usual, showed off her extraordinary talents without any scruples.

"See you tomorrow, then." Xiao Yu took the initiative to bring up the topic of leaving, "We still have to catch the subway."

"Yeah, okay..."

"Be careful on the road~"

"..."

Was it an unintentional action, or was it intentional?

When Xun Yu turned around to leave, he grabbed Tongyou's wrist and pulled her away as she wanted to say something.

"Hey, you...um, bye..."

Caught off guard by this move, she had no choice but to hurriedly say goodbye to the people behind her.

"Hey, what's going on..."

Xun Yu didn't let go of her hand until they went downstairs.

"What happened to you all of a sudden? Are you Shi Lezhi..."

"...Hmm? I don't know."

Contrary to his usual behavior, the emotion in Xiao Yu's eyes at this moment was not the usual helplessness and calmness, but an expression that had never been seen before, an expression that could not be described with the vocabulary that Tongyou knew.

"...ha?"

“I just realized I was too ordinary.”

The wind blew up inadvertently, ruffling his bangs. "Are you interested in hearing my story?"

"..."

Not knowing how to respond, Tong You suddenly realized that since meeting him, she had never really understood this guy whom she had only met by chance on the playground.

After a moment of hesitation, she nodded.

"....Thanks."

Why did the words that came out of his mouth were words of thanks?

Chapter 28 If the tilt breaks

"The weather is nice today."

"yes..."

A clichéd beginning that couldn't be more clichéd.

But if it came from Senior Lu Yunzi, who was full of girlishness when facing Senior Sun, it would be a rare statement. Especially since she was the only one facing Senior Sun now.

Although the senior's expression remained as calm as ever.

"Well..." With the determination she finally made, the senior invited her senior, "How about going out together?"

"...I just came up with the idea for my script..."

The answer was still as unromantic as ever.

"Well...how about just taking it as a way to relax?"

However, after making up my mind with great difficulty, it seems that there is no turning back.

"...But..." Senior Sun seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"No but, are you coming or not?"

But Lu Yunzi pressed on, showing an expression that showed he was unwilling to give in.

"...Okay." The senior finally compromised, just because he was afraid of trouble. "Then, where exactly should we go..."

"whatever."

"..."

This answer seems to be the biggest failure.

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

"Good morning..."

With no reason to stay awake, Ming Xinxi returned to her normal routine. Around nine o'clock, she opened her door and greeted Li Yinghui who was about to knock on the door.

"Ah...you're awake."

"Hmm... You woke me up a little late today~" Rubbing her sleepy eyes, her feet seemed to have lost their support. Ming Xinxi leaned towards her, "Did you stay up late too... Hmm~?"

"No, I was just a little hesitant when choosing the ingredients. Besides, we're going to have your favorite pancakes for lunch, so we have to prepare them in advance."

"Hehe~ I feel so happy."

The hand holding Li Yinghui seemed to tighten, "I really want to marry you~"

"Haha, you're still sleepy?" Li Yinghui gently stroked her hair. "Alright, alright, hurry up and wash your face and eat. I have something to ask of you later."

"Hmm... eh?"

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

I always feel like something is not right.

I'm alone, bathed in the sun... yes, I'm alone... on my way to the market to buy groceries. People come and go around me, weaving through the hustle and bustle of traffic, but the couples or friends passing by have nothing to do with me. Perhaps this is the most understandable loneliness.

"How does it taste?"

When I was enjoying the breakfast Xiaohui made for me, she suddenly came close to me, and her tone of concern was several times more than usual.

"Hmm...Number one in the world."