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Nomiyama looked at her in silence.

The emotions are genuine and there is no trace of lying.

His fingers moved unconsciously, and Nomiya suddenly felt that the world was a little absurd.

If she wasn't lying, that meant that she was a huge scumbag who had a wife but fell in love with another person?

Yukinoshita Miyame looked at him quietly in silence, her body sitting straight.

All the words I just said are true, and the emotions I expressed are real too.

The chicken was indeed raised by her, the person he liked was indeed his ancestor, and his ancestor was indeed dead. These were all true, so he had no way of finding any flaws.

The only thing wrong was that she had not yet become his wife, but she was justified in doing so because it was a matter of time.

Nomiyama held his big bowl of wild vegetables and was silent for a long time.

Finally, he looked at her with an awkward expression and said, "You mean, I was a huge scumbag before?"

Yukinoshita Miyame had a bitter expression on her face. She lowered her head again and her voice became softer: "How can you be a scumbag? You just don't like me."

This sentence is still true.

Nomiya's expression became even more awkward. Is this any different from just saying that he is a scumbag?

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With his eyes moving slightly, Nomiya wanted to deny that he was a scumbag.

He was really only thirteen years old. No matter what, how could the past accounts be blamed on a junior high school student like him?

"it does not matter."

Yukinoshita Miyasame raised her head, her expression weak but firm, and her tone gentle: "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, as long as I can always be by your side."

Why are you so persistent? Why are you so stubborn?

His hands began to tremble, and Nomiya turned around and poured all his precious wild vegetables into the trash can.

He walked into the kitchen with the bowl in his hand and came to the faucet. Instead of washing the bowl immediately, he blew the water on his face.

Not awake, it’s true.

Reaching out, he took the water and washed the dishes in slow motion.

Let's go find Yukinoshita. If this person is not lying, then she has been living with me in the mountains, so she may not be familiar with some things. Even if her family is wealthy and can raise a lot of chickens on a big mountain, she can't be found if she goes abroad.

There is nothing wrong with Yukinoshita's treatment of her friends. She will definitely not starve herself. I will just have to repay her when I grow up and make money.

His hand paused, and he suddenly thought about what would happen if he was found.

He and Yukinoshita were having dinner when the woman suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, speaking.

"husband."

Hiss...that's so scary.

We still have to resolve this matter.

Putting the washed bowl aside, Nomiya took a deep breath and turned to leave.

Shaking off the water stains on his hands, he looked seriously at the beautiful woman who was lying motionless on the sofa.

"Um, I'm calling you Gong Yu, is that okay?"

Yukinoshita Miyayu was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly and nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

Reaching out his hand, Nomiyama pointed at himself: "I may have had many life experiences in the past, and may have done many things."

He was silent for a moment, then continued, "But now I'm thirteen years old and in junior high school. I can't remember those things. Even if you said you were my wife, I simply couldn't. I couldn't have the emotions I should have."

Yukinoshita Miyame stared at him for a long time, and said softly, "I know, so I just want to be with you. If you can remember it one day, that would be great. If you can't remember it, that's okay too. I just want to be with you."

Nomiyama said nothing, just looked at her.

After a long pause, he finally agreed: "Yeah."

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Then his expression changed and he asked a question cautiously.

"Well, since I like her, then I shouldn't have done anything to you, right?"

When Yukinoshita Miyame heard this, her face turned red. She lowered her head shyly, with gentle eyes.

Reaching out, she rubbed her belly.

"We have two children."

He was still not lying, the magical power he casually exerted had an effect on her body.

Nomiya's eyelids twitched wildly and he turned his head to look at his own window.

It's not closed there, and moonlight is shining.

Chapter 61: Tired, Destroy

Your life is quite peaceful. You like to go fishing after class and never come back empty-handed. You like to mingle with your classmates.

You have a lovely childhood sweetheart on campus. You like to eat lunch together on the rooftop at noon, chat about trivial matters, and occasionally quarrel.

On the other side of the ocean, you also have a childhood sweetheart. You often contact each other with mobile phones, and occasionally when there are things you want to share, you will communicate through letters. She said that we can look forward to the arrival of letters every week, that the letter paper will have a pleasant smell of ink, and that every familiar word on the letter paper will make each other feel better.

You understand that this is the romance unique to little girls, just like she would occasionally copy down her favorite sentences from books as a souvenir left to her by time and books.

You understand and accept it because you are also looking forward to the letter that crosses mountains and seas.

In such a life, you feel satisfied and feel from the bottom of your heart that it would be great if it could continue like this. If there is any change, it would be best if she comes back to go fishing together and make a big lunch box for you every day.

Just at this time, a person appears in your life, a very beautiful person.

This person likes you very much, she tells you.

"I am your wife."

You understand what wife means, but not completely because you are only thirteen years old.

Judging from this information, this can at most be regarded as the early arrival of a youth love comedy.

The male protagonist who was carrying out his daily activities encountered his wife who appeared out of the blue.

But this person is much older than you, and there are visible years between you, so the romantic comedy begins to change.

It seems to have become a tortuous love movie. One day, you may break through secular concepts, break through the shackles of time, and bravely and romantically carry out a story.

But at this moment, with a face full of maternal tenderness, she tells you another piece of news.

"We have two children."

You finally realize that you were wrong, wrong from the beginning.

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This is not a hilarious love comedy, nor is it a romantic, brave and tortuous love story.

It's a thriller.

......

Nomiyama looked at the window, moved his feet, and prepared to escape at any time.

It's not a debt of love. According to this statement, it should be regarded as "Avada biting the big melon", a "killing curse" that will kill.

Even two children have developed like this. If this continues, they might be married and have children, and I will become a grandfather just after the start of puberty.

Now that things have come to this, the best strategy would be to escape first, and then use the invincible Yukinoshita-san to think of a solution.

Yukinoshita Miyame observed his movements and expressions, and her expression changed slightly.

Want to escape?

After carefully considering her words, she spoke softly, "Don't worry about it affecting your life."

Her expression was weak, and her voice was even softer: "I have been thinking about spending more time with you all these years. In fact, I am not very familiar with the children. They won't bother you because you never spend time with them on weekdays."

What kind of scumbag was I before?

Nomiyama's expression changed, and he finally asked her a question: "These are just your one-sided statements. How can I be sure that what you said is true? I must be special. The hospital may not be able to conduct a diagnosis on me."

Yukinoshita Miyame's expression was slightly anxious. She stood up and spoke faster: "I have a way to prove it!"

Nomiyama waited quietly for her to continue.

Taking a deep breath, Yukinoshita Miyame said firmly, "If you don't believe me, we can go find the child to verify it now."

"..."

Yukinoshita Miyame looked at him in silence, and remained silent as well.

Yes, there is a way. Just let Yang Noyukino use the fishing rod. They will definitely be able to use it. This is proof that they are members of the Yukinoshita family.

But he can't say it out loud because he won't verify it now.

This can be regarded as an insurance for the future.

If I have succeeded by the time Yukino comes back, then everything will be fine. If things don't go well, I will do the same to Yukino.

Let Yukino operate the fishing rod once, and then tell him that, apart from him, his ancestors, and himself, only the descendants of the three of them can use this fishing rod, putting Yukino in the position of descendants.

As long as he hasn't recovered his memory, he won't be able to judge these words, because they are facts, and because of the information gap, he can only think in that direction.

In this way, no matter how thick and solid the emotional bridge is, it can be broken.

It would be even better if Yukino had already used this fishing rod. She wouldn't even need to try it out. She could just explain it to her directly when the time comes.

Nomiyama rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little tired.

That night, he first helped the unlucky idiot to see his brother, then confronted the ghost who knew him, and then inexplicably picked up a woman from outside, who claimed to be his wife.

They have two children between them...

He didn't believe it, but he couldn't find any flaws in the other person's words and actions.

My body is still full of energy, but my brain feels like it has been raped again and again.

I'm tired. It doesn't matter what happens, even destruction. Let it be. I don't want to think about it anymore.

He extended his hand and pointed inside the room: "The innermost part is the bathroom. There's a wardrobe in the room outside. There are some of my clothes there. You can change into them first."

"The first room on the second floor is my bedroom. You can choose any of the others. Don't enter my room, and don't mistake me for who I was before. That's it."

"I'm going for a walk."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the entrance.

Yukinoshita Miyame smiled and watched him leave quietly without calling him.

Now that you have already settled in here, you can take your time with everything that comes next, without rushing.

Living under the same roof is an achievement that our ancestors have never achieved.

......

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After buying the oden, Nomiyama squatted on the street corner, took a bite of the spring bamboo shoots, and started making a phone call.

The call was connected quickly, and the voice on the other end seemed to be surprised, disgusted, or just ordinary.

"Oh, Nomi-san called me again after three days. How strange."

Oh, it's resentment.

Nomiyama bit the bamboo shoots in his mouth and said: "International calls are precious. Don't we usually keep in touch through Line?"

Yukinoshita Yukino sighed softly: "Nomi-san, when will you change your habit of talking while eating?"

Nomiyama swallowed his food: "When you come back."

On the other side of the ocean, sitting on a chair in a corridor, Yukinoshita Yukino was fiddling with the food with her chopsticks, and she smiled slightly after hearing his words.

It means 'while you are here'.

After glancing at the time on her phone and calculating the time difference, she thought for a moment and then asked a more pressing question: "What happened to you?"

There was silence for a moment, and then only a simple syllable was heard: "Hmm."