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But no matter how he turned, the only thing in his mind was the beautiful water butterfly, with its red and white wings and its fair and tender body.

In the end, he sat on the bed with his eyes open, and endured the whole night with that thing erect.

If you can’t sleep, then don’t sleep.

Even when Gong Yu asked him to go downstairs for breakfast at dawn, he still hadn't forgotten what happened last night, but at least he had thought clearly about his "three ultimate questions in life".

By the time I got to school, the physical impulses had almost dissipated, and at least my mind was no longer recounting those physical details every moment.

But he found that he was too excited, as if he had taken a special stimulant.

So, he began to observe his classmates and also observed his teacher.

The new Chinese teacher is said to be in his twenties, but he wears a wig. He might have been a programmer before.

Although the math teacher is not as pretty as Hiratsuka teacher, she is obviously much more popular with the opposite sex than that woman who only loves fists, ramen, cigarettes and alcohol. At least she should have spent a relatively pleasant night with the company of the opposite sex last night.

Hayato Hayama knows who likes him. He is very smart and perceptive. He wants to treat everyone equally, not hurting anyone and not treating anyone specially. I always feel that he even knows which boys like him.

Kato always seems to be calm, and the scent she exudes is also the type that makes people feel at ease.

After unwrapping the candy wrapper, Nomiyama was too lazy to wait for the dark chocolate to melt, so he took a hard bite and the candy broke into pieces.

Oh, mustard.

His expression changed slightly, but he suppressed it and just asked curiously, "What flavor is Kato going for this time?"

"What about chocolate? The one with a one in a thousand chance."

"Is that so? Then Kato is really lucky." Nomiyama shrugged and looked at the rooftop door. "I haven't tasted chocolate in a long time."

Kato Hui's eyes moved slightly and she asked, "How long has it been?"

Chewing on the wasabi-flavored candy, Nomi-san pondered for a moment before deciding on his answer: "I haven't had it since I finished elementary school, over a year ago."

"That's it."

Kato Megumi's expression remained unchanged, she was just thinking about something. Elementary school was over, that is, after Yukinoshita left.

If there really is destiny in this world, then what would it mean for Fuuhaya to eat chocolate again?

Pushing open the door to the rooftop, Nomiya looked at the person sitting at the railing with a slightly unnatural look in his eyes.

"Eri, you came quite early today."

"Don't make me sound like someone who's always late." Sawamura Eriri glared at him, dissatisfied.

"Well, my question." Nomiyama walked towards her.

Eriri Sawamura looked at him in surprise. Why was he so easy to talk to today? Shouldn't he have refuted her immediately?

Kato Megumi walked quietly. Theoretically, as long as she didn't make eye contact or talk to others, she could still be easily ignored.

"Here, your lunch."

A large lunch box was handed to him. His hand paused slightly, and Nomiya subconsciously thought of the butterfly again.

Taking a deep breath, he took it: "Well, thank you."

This time, Sawamura Eriri was really surprised: "You are so polite?"

He flicked her forehead with his fingers and said, "I'm thanking Sister Sayuri."

Rubbing her forehead, Sawamura Eriri kicked him: "Don't call me sister!"

"Okay, I'm thanking Sayuri."

Eri Sawamura frowned. Why did she feel like something was even more wrong?

Nomiyama ignored the reactions of those around him, and simply opened the bento and sniffed it.

No medicine...

Raising his hand, he began to stir the food, then thought about something while chewing.

What happened last night was undoubtedly an accident, but this accident was a bit too big.

Let it be for now, time will give the answer, what will happen and what will not happen, all will be revealed in time.

Looking at Eriri next to him, Nomi-san lowered his head and ate his rice with big mouthfuls.

Set it.

Chapter 97 Yukinoshita Haruno is going to his house

This summer was no different from any other.

The sun is still glaring, the air is still scorching, and every evening, those noisy crows are still hanging on the power lines.

Probably the most annoying of all are the cicadas, who spend years burying themselves in the ground and then only disturb the world for one summer.

Yukinoshita Haruno likes summer, but not particularly.

In the hot summer, the elder sister's body advantage can undoubtedly be fully displayed, but he likes fishing, so he can't help but worry about whether he will get tanned.

Sitting in the car, Yukinoshita Haruno crossed her legs, swaying with a happy expression: "Uncle Yoshino, are you sure it will rain later?"

Mr. Yoshino was clearly embarrassed. "Miss, it was the weather bureau that said it would rain. I can't confirm that."

Thousand = Xunjiu ㈥0 ㈠ ㈡ ⑥ 弍七 ○

"Well, there's not much difference."

Reaching out her hand, Yukinoshita Haruno rolled down the car window, and the hot air instantly rushed into the cold car. However, she didn't react much, just smiled and let the strong wind blow her short hair, letting it flutter behind her ears.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the air outside the window, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

During the summer vacation, I got caught in the rain and got soaked. Then I went to the nearby boy’s house to tidy up and rest. Finally, something had to happen.

The smile on his lips became more obvious.

You are just a fourteen-year-old boy, and my sister is seventeen years old and very developed. Let me see what you can do to me.

The car stopped at the usual place. Yukinoshita Haruno rolled up the window, pushed the door open and got out, carrying something and a fishing rod, while giving some instructions.

"Uncle Yoshino, help me carry my things."

She carried her things and walked straight down the slope.

She skillfully handled the fishing rod and threw out a few handfuls of bait to make a nest. Then she went to the river to wash her hands. When she turned around, the fishing gear bag was already placed on the slope.

Very good, fishing requires complete tools.

Smiling, she looked at the person beside her who was waiting for her instructions: "Uncle Yoshino, just go and rest. Thank you for your hard work."

Mr. Yoshino shook his head: "It's okay, Miss. This is what I should do. I'll be leaving now."

"Ah."

Mr. Yoshino then turned and walked up the slope. As he walked, his eyes became increasingly strange.

The eldest lady has been looking for Nomiyama-san so often over the past year or so, but this guy seems to be the one the second lady likes...

Shaking his head, he put aside these distracting thoughts.

As the driver of the Yukinoshita family, he only needs to obey the orders of the three people in the family and should not think too much about unnecessary things.

Yukinoshita Haruno sat on the slope, skillfully put on the bait, and cast the rod into the water.

Okay, now, wait for your own harvest.

......

in the afternoon.

The cell phone kept ringing, so fast that it seemed to be calling the soul.

Nomiyama rubbed his eyes and stretched out his hand to touch the floor.

【Come out fishing! 】

【Come out fishing! 】

【Come out fishing! 】

Looking at the source of the news, he twitched his lips.

Yukinoshita Haruno, a person who can't catch any fish at all.

Turning my head and looking towards the window, the incandescent color outside made me unconsciously want to retreat.

devil.

Don't go.

As soon as he let go of his hands, he continued to collapse on the ground.

"Eat watermelon, Fengzao."

Yukinoshita Miyame walked over from the dining table. She was wearing a large-sized short-sleeved shirt belonging to Nomiyama, and there was a large slice of cut watermelon on the plate in her hand.

She knelt and placed the watermelon on the coffee table.

Nomiya shifted his gaze, sat up cross-legged, and took a piece without hesitation.

While chewing, a trash can was pushed in front of him.

"Puff puff" spitting out the watermelon seeds, Nomiyama took a big bite of the icy watermelon, feeling that he was about to be spoiled.

No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, the person next to me always seems to have considered everything, and then he just has to live his life doing nothing.

Yukinoshita Miyayu didn't eat the watermelon, but was content to watch him spit out the watermelon seeds. Then she keenly noticed that he was thinking about something, so she asked curiously, "What is Fengzao thinking about?"

Nomiyama swallowed the watermelon and looked at her: "I always feel that you are treating me like a useless person who can't support himself."

Yukinoshita Miyayu smiled and gently pushed another petal over: "If Fengzao can really be trained by me to be a good-for-nothing, that would be great. She won't be able to leave me in the future."

Rolling his eyes, Nomiyama took the watermelon, took a big bite, and said in a slurred voice: "Your remarks are very dangerous. I can call the police. I'm only fourteen years old."

Yukinoshita Miyayu then revealed a pitiful expression. She lowered her head, revealing her feminine fragility: "Then Fengzhao, call the police. I will listen to Fengzhao."

Turning his head away, Nomiya bit his watermelon and was too lazy to pay attention to this person.

The phone rang again, still rapidly.

"Come on! Or I'll tell Yukino you were looking at my legs while fishing!"

[And it wasn't just one glance! I looked at him four or five times that afternoon!]

Nomiya turned off his phone with a look of disdain.

It doesn't make sense. It's normal for your eyes to move when you sit on a slope for an entire afternoon. How can you call it peeking? It's just a quick glance at most.

"Fukahaya, what's wrong?" Yukinoshita Miyame asked carefully.

He shook his head and threw the melon peel into the trash can: "It's okay, I'm going out fishing."

He stood up and walked towards the entrance, saying, "I'll buy you some summer clothes tonight. You can't keep wearing mine."

Yukinoshita Miyame quickly shook her head: "I don't want it, your clothes fit me very well."

Nomiyama stopped and turned around: "Let's go together. Haven't you always wanted to go shopping together?"

Her expression softened, and Yukinoshita Miyame nodded: "Yes, be careful on your journey."

Nomiyama took another step, put on his slippers, picked up his fishing rod and pushed the door open to go out.

In the living room, Yukinoshita Miyame clenched her fists.

Go one step further.

......

"I was just enjoying a summer at home eating ice watermelon. Can you please be more normal? Who goes out fishing in this kind of weather?"

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at the people walking up the slope, reached out, and patted the big watermelon beside her: "It's cold. Even though it's been a while, it's still cold."

Looking down, Nomiyama sat down and said, "Well, you know what's good for you."

He was too lazy to put on the bait, so he threw the hook into the river and then stopped looking.

The other person's ivory-like legs were stretched out and moving around.

With a blank expression on his face, he said, "If you have ADHD, I can ask Yukinoshita to notify your mother and send you for treatment."

Yukinoshita Haruno raised her hand and punched forward: "Now is the time to express admiration! Admire this beautiful scene!"