All the people who like me are other people’s girlfriends! ?

“Don’t worry,” he whispered. “Imagine the guests are sea otters napping in a zoo, like Hanaijian.”

Xiaoju imagined the scene and had a strange expression on his face.

My mood involuntarily became much calmer.

The door was pushed open, and the pleasant sound of wind chimes rang out. Qingye quietly looked at Xiaoju across from him. In the warm light, the usually gloomy Xiaoju bent down and bowed ninety degrees. Her voice was steady and her pronunciation was clear.

"welcome."

*

The two returned to the lounge.

Before disappearing, the dusk in the distance cast its dazzling light, casting a warm halo on the girl's profile.

"Well done." Qingye praised.

Xiaoju stood by the window, pursed her lips, and tried to put on a stern face, but her eyebrows rose slightly uncontrollably. If she was in front of this person... it would be okay to be a little more frank.

But the next moment, her expression froze.

"In this way, I can leave with peace of mind. You should be able to slowly replace my position in the future." Qingye sighed.

H-Is that so...

The joy just now disappeared in an instant. Xiaoju was a little dazed. Such days were over.

This is the final farewell.

It will probably be difficult to have the chance to meet again in the future.

After all, one of them is a student and the other is a member of society, and their relationship is far from being close.

However, there is one thing that must be said.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The girl's gentle voice seemed to turn into spots of light in the sunset, falling on the floor bit by bit, forming an indelible mark.

Although it was only for a short period of time, Qingye turned the key in her heart and made her become more positive.

Outside the door, Banaijian was also biting her lips, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

She thought that her relationship with Qingye would not be alienated because of this incident, but this place carried the memories of their journey together, and from now on, they could no longer stay in this small lounge as before.

Various scenes of my time with Qingye kept flashing through my mind.

The lake of my heart was splashing with ripples one after another.

How can I get closer to him?

What reason should I use to continue to be with him?

Inside and outside the door, the two girls' emotions were fluctuating at the same time.

Everything around me became very quiet, so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

Da, da, da. Qingye picked up his backpack, turned around, walked to the front door, and deliberately raised his voice.

The bright sound echoed in the space.

"I'll probably focus on school from now on, so...as a classmate, please take care of me."

School?

classmate?

In other words.

At this moment, Ba Naijian's beautiful eyes widened, and she stood there straight like a sculpture.

The sadness gradually faded.

Joy welled up in my heart.

When she came to her senses, she found herself jumping in front of Qingye.

"You...you...you want to come to our school!?"

"It's just a degree."

Qingye raised an eyebrow and showed her somewhat familiar, mischievous smile.

"Really? Why didn't you tell me this earlier? You know I..." The blue-haired girl subconsciously raised her fist and hit him, but she was too embarrassed to say the rest of the words.

"This is a return gift to someone." Qingye said seriously, "I told you not to pull me last time!"

Behind her, Xiaoju, who was also feeling inexplicable emotions, pursed her lips and said, "Classmates...it seems, not bad."

Banaijian placed his hands behind his back and stared at him.

A gentle breeze blew from afar, ruffling the girl's hair and dress. In the goose-yellow light, Banaijian smiled brilliantly, and her voice, filled with a charming smile, was carried by the wind to the boy's ears.

"That's too much."

she knows.

Their brand new September has begun.

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ps: 5,000 words, give saki a monthly ticket meow! .

061.4K: The Inescapable 8K [Two-in-One]

Recently, Kiyono's career has been developing quite well. The first volume of his light novel has just been released and is ranked at the top of the list, almost dominating it. At first glance, it seems that he has reached the peak of his life.

Although he has decided to go to school, Qingye does not need to rush into school. The most important thing at the moment is to improve his writing skills, find breakthroughs, and prepare for the future.

He plans to wait until next year to catch up with the new semester.

Besides, there really isn't enough time.

Are you going to write the second volume of the novel?

Should I write an outline?

Should we prepare for the future path to becoming a great writer?

Once you have finally acquired extraordinary talent, you must continue to work hard to hone it and allow it to release dazzling light and heat.

At this time, Qingye was huddled at home, facing the blank document on the computer, feeling something.

Slowly, he placed his fingers on the keyboard and typed the first line of text. Then he was silent for a moment, then he pressed the Enter key to delete everything. Finally, he scratched his head and let out a long sigh.

“Why do humans code?”

The feeling of burning oneself, giving it one's all and walking on thin ice, as if a knife maker was desperately tempering the blade, is no longer there.

He knows why.

He welcomed the dawn after the darkness. The pressure of survival that had been following him like a shadow disappeared, and he naturally felt more relaxed, just like a brave warrior returning to the royal capital after fighting a holy war.

This instinctive lazy mentality seemed to be the first difficulty he had to face.

but--

He still has goals he wants to achieve and a moon he wants to reach out to.

“I’m far from perfect.”

He breathed a sigh of relief, his mood calming down, and one word after another gradually filled up the blank document.

*

Write books, research.

Research and write books.

The scene flashed by rapidly.

In a trance, the feeling that the hands of time were sped up by God appeared again.

The image of myself furiously writing at my computer; the image of myself, frustrated and stuck, going for a walk and encountering a blue sea otter; the emotion of watching the leaves on the street gradually turn yellow and fall; the feeling of relief upon handing in the second volume...

In a blink of an eye, it is already the end of winter.

Tomorrow is the new year.

The streets are filled with Christmas trees decorated with colorful lights and workers wearing deer hats. The streets and alleys are filled with a relaxed laziness. Girls wearing scarves hold hands with boys and snuggle up to each other. The golden lights are like blooming fireworks, and even the traffic lights seem to slow down gently.

"It feels like... the progress is starting to speed up."

After buying supplies from the store, Qingye stopped and subconsciously picked up his phone to take a picture of the colorful lights on the street ahead, sighing softly.

He still remembers the details of this period and every word he wrote, but he can clearly feel the different speeds of time flowing. Is this simulated world about to end?

He shook his head and returned to his cabin carrying the full plastic bag.

Humans are easily influenced by the surrounding atmosphere. The more lively the scene, the more lonely they feel. In the deserted rental house, Qingye lay on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone and silently looked at the time.

--boom.

The first firework of the New Year lit up the night sky, and the bright light shone through the floor-to-ceiling window, illuminating the boy's face.

It is 0:00 now.

Qingye, who had already opened the chat box and prepared the message, pressed the send button.

"Happy New Year, Lao Ba."

"Happy New Year, idiot!"

The two messages are displayed synchronously on the phone.

This guy... Qingye smiled unconsciously and sent the photo he had just taken.

"The girl who doesn't like food: Ah, I've been wanting to go to this place today! Sorry..."

"Pure Love Warrior: Why apologize?"

"The girl who doesn't like to eat: I have to celebrate New Year's Eve with my parents tonight, so I can't be with you. It must be lonely, right?"

"Pure Love Warrior: I'm thinking about the third volume and the money-making anime. How could I, a successful person making a fortune, care about this?"

"The Girl Who Doesn't Like Food: So...would you like to go to the New Year's Shrine with me, Mom and Dad tomorrow?"

*

So, I came to visit the New Year's Shrine.

He didn't believe in this - believing in Japanese gods is not as good as believing in Tongzi, but Yanai saw that the family took good care of him, and since she had asked him to do so, he would definitely come this time.

“There are so many people…”

The shrine is always bustling on January 1st. Early in the morning, people from nearby come to pay their first visit of the new year, which is called Hatsumode.

The streets within the shrine are lined with colorful stalls selling grilled rice cakes, fried foods, sweet sake, toys... The streets are crowded with people, a young couple is holding their children's hands, and the girl in a kimono and wooden clogs has a gentle expression.

Qingye stood under an iconic stone statue and waited silently...By the way, does it feel weird to celebrate the New Year with Lao Ba's family?

Da, da, da, da.

The recognizable sound of footsteps rang out, finally stopping in front of him.

Qingye looked up as if he sensed something.

The bright blue color came into view.

Banaijian's outfit today gives people a cute feeling. She is wearing a light yellow coat, and a shirt inside the coat that is slightly darker than the coat. Her soft blue hair is draped over her shoulders like layers of clouds, and she has a little rabbit-like earmuff on her ears. The whole thing exudes the freshness of a girl.

He didn't know if his eyes were blurry, but he always felt that the corners of Ba Nai Jian's eyes were redder than usual, as if she had put on light makeup.

Of course, the most representative of her style is the paper cup in her hand, which contains fried chicken nuggets with sauce.

"Where are my uncle and aunt?" Qingye looked around.

"When I went shopping, no, I accidentally got lost, so I came here first!" The girl avoided his gaze and raised the paper cup in her hand as if to cover up.

"Really..." Qingye was skeptical.

"Here, it's too troublesome to meet up with them now. Let's go first!" Banaijian gave him a string of fried chicken nuggets.

Qingye nodded. To be honest, he was relieved that he didn't meet Lao Ba's parents.

Knock, knock.