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

Qingye sat down next to him, his expression and movements the same as usual, gentle yet respectful.

Yukinoshita's mother looked at the boy with a complicated expression in her eyes. Then, she sighed like a young girl, picked up the book on the table, and her tone was rarely filled with a hint of complaint:

"Qingye-kun, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"I was afraid that you would be disappointed if the sales were not good at the beginning. Besides, Miss Yang No also ordered me to keep it a secret, saying that she had prepared a surprise for you." Qingye passed the blame without hesitation.

"The surprise is so great that it almost turns into a shock..."

The beauty in kimono muttered softly, and after thinking about it, her expression became much softer. She didn't ask too many questions, but just said one sentence.

"It must have been very hard for Qingye-kun to write this book. Actually, there's no need to be so anxious."

She saw Qingye's urgent desire to prove himself. Even if they had a good relationship, he would feel guilty if he always accepted care from others... This was just the way he was too strong and mature, even though he was just a child.

After all, she had watched Kiyono grow up, and his tragic past and his current personality had aroused the maternal compassion of the kimono beauty. She had unknowingly begun to regard the boy as a child of the Yukinoshita family.

“Writing is also my hobby.”

Qingye smiled and did not deny being modest. If he did not find some reasons for his success, others would probably regard him as a freak!

The air gradually fell silent. He looked at Yukinoshita's mother's face, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly spoke:

"By the way, Auntie, I'm going to be a high school student soon, and I'm already an independent adult! So, can I move out on my own? Of course, I'll be back anytime you call..."

It was inevitable that he seemed a little proud to say such things right after achieving some success. However, he inexplicably felt that if he didn't say it now, he would never have the chance to say it again in the future!

however……

"No."

got rejected.

I was rejected without even thinking about it.

Feeling the strange gazes of Qingye and his daughter, a blush appeared on the snow-white cheeks of the elegant beauty. Her eyes drifted away embarrassedly, and she quietly picked up the folding fan to cover half of her cheek to hide her emotions.

How could they easily give away Qingye, a treasure given by God to the Yukinoshita family?

Although I know that Qingye values ​​his relatives' children very much, what if someone from another family takes a fancy to him and asks him to marry into the family?

She still feels regretful that they had too little time to share hardships together!

So, we can’t let it go, we definitely can’t let it go.

Isn't it natural for an adopted child to live at home? No one can criticize him. It's perfectly fine for him to live at home throughout middle school, not to mention high school!

*

Kiyono and Yukinoshita Haruno walked side by side on the porch, and the short-haired girl playfully walked in the moonlight.

Qingye glanced at her, thought for a moment, and said seriously:

"Ms. Yang No, is there anything I can do for you? I may not be able to do this right now, but I should be able to do it in a few years."

He recalled how he felt when he received his first royalty in the previous world. At that time, the first thing he wanted to do was to take Lao Ba out for a good meal. This time, he was surrounded by his family.

The feeling of thinking of important people is exactly the same.

In the final analysis, his demands for material things and money are actually not high. Compared to these, pursuing his own ideals, repaying those who help him, and making the people around him live a better life are what he values ​​more.

The Yukinoshita family took care of him for several years without saying anything. Although it can be considered an investment, he doesn't care much about it. Of course, the first thing he does when he has the ability is to express his attitude. He dare not say that he will tie them up for life, but he has no problem giving back for half his life.

The reason why he embarked on the literary path early was also due to this consideration - he could not always accept other people's kindness with peace of mind.

"Wow, my brother-in-law has really become a man in both mind and body. He even thinks of helping his sister."

Yukinoshita Haruno paused, and a few ripples appeared in her bright navy blue eyes. Even she herself couldn't tell how much of her kindness to Qingye was true and how much was false, but it was certainly not a pure emotion. Now that she saw Qingye thinking of her innocent feelings whenever he made money, she still felt a little guilty and complicated.

Sometimes she also felt that she was a dark and bad woman, because after seeing Qingye's continuous achievements, in addition to joy and pride in her heart, the first thing that came to her mind was how they should use this identity.

I'm also thinking about whether I should try a different way to get along with him.

But now, Qingye was easier to talk to than usual, and his attitude was more gentle. This upright character suddenly made her feel that she didn't need to think so much, and just had to be the same as usual.

A devilish smile appeared on her face:

"If my request conflicts with Yukino-kun's, who will Niki-kun choose to help?"

Faced with such a tricky question, if it were an ordinary boy, he would probably stammer and find it difficult to cope, but the Pure Love Warrior just smiled:

"I believe that gentle sister Yang No will not embarrass her younger siblings."

"Slick-talking boy, huh."

*

July 7th.

This is Yukinoshita Haruno's birthday. Her birthday is as beautiful as most girls imagine: she wears a gorgeous and complicated white dress like a princess, with a small silver crown on her head and an exquisite cake in front of her. She is the only protagonist of the party, the prince will give her crystal shoes, and people will praise her sincerely.

"If only it were sincere..."

Chirp, chirp, the sound of cicadas in the yard is annoying.

It was late at night. In the darkness, Yukinoshita Haruno sank into the soft bed. She rested her forehead with her arms, silently feeling the tiredness of her body.

The previous scenes played in her mind frame by frame. Today was her eighteenth birthday. Her mother held a grand party as if to announce some kind of signal to others. As if aware of her age, the teenagers of the same age became more enthusiastic and direct.

Although she had cleverly fooled them all, he still felt a deep sense of exhaustion.

the most important is……

"I had a fight with that guy again."

As if she had thought of something interesting, the corner of the young lady's lips showed a wicked smile that she would never show in front of outsiders.

If you don't clearly notice certain things, you can still deceive yourself and think that nothing happened. But once a crack of doubt arises, the gap will become bigger and bigger.

Her mother gave her a gift today, an impeccable and exquisite gift for a parent, but it was at a party, with other people.

After returning home, she asked lightly, "Is this a gift from the Yukinoshita family, or from a mother?"

The woman just sighed.

This reminded Yukinoshita Haruno of the world she lived in, and a feeling of indescribable loss came over her.

Since this is a real simulation, shouldn't she be able to do what she wants and live the life she wants? Why is she still following her mother's plan step by step? What is she expecting from that person?

The long and dense eyelashes fluttered gently, and at this moment——

Knock knock knock, there was a knock on the door. Yukinoshita Haruno instantly came back to her senses and said playfully:

"Who is it?"

"Santa Claus." A pretentious voice came from outside the door.

It was as if a colorful light was lit deep in her heart. Yang Nai rubbed her face, opened the door with a smile, and what came into her sight was her great writer brother.

"I hope Santa Claus will give me a handsome and sexy fiancé! I hope he will be gentle, love me, obey me, and become a literary giant whose name will go down in history!" She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and made a wish.

"Don't ask so much of a newbie Santa Claus!"

Qingye stood in front of the door, unable to help but complain, clenching his right hand.

Yukinoshita Haruno opened her eyes, put one hand on her waist, and quietly looked at his right hand. She snorted, "So, you came to my room empty-handed?"

“…And blessings.”

Qingye coughed lightly, looked straight into those gorgeous eyes, and smiled brightly.

"Um, happy birthday, Miss Yang No."

Yang No blinked without much reaction. She suddenly took two steps forward and grabbed Qingye's wrist.

"follow me."

Tap, tap, tap, the short-haired girl brought him barefoot to the porch facing the courtyard.

The summer evening breeze brings a refreshing breath.

Chirp, chirp, the chirping of cicadas makes people feel cheerful.

The beautiful moon is reflected on the gently swaying water and in the girl's pupils.

Yang No stopped, and under the cool moonlight, Qingye found that she was wearing a yukata. It was made of dark blue fabric, just like the blue night sky at that moment, with ripples of water droplets on it, and red goldfish swimming in the water. The black belt added a sense of maturity, which was Yang No's usual style.

Qingye looked at Yangno, who even had her hair tied up, and suddenly felt that she seemed to have matured a lot.

"Why did you come here?" he asked curiously.

The girl walked up to the boy, stood on tiptoe, and said in a very gentle voice:

"Because, you should have a gift for me, right? I'm a girl too, so of course I want to receive it in a romantic place."

Her voice was even softer than usual, her eyes were as charming as water under the moonlight, and her face was as bright as the moon goddess.

That's it.

Qingye's eyes dodged for a moment, seeming a little embarrassed, but finally he took a deep breath, stretched out his tightly clenched fist, and opened it.

With a "rustle", a thin silver necklace unfolded and slipped from his hand. The panda doll hanging on the end of the necklace jumped up and down, reflecting a silver light as dazzling as the moon in Yang Nai's astonished eyes.

Yukinoshita Haruno reached out to take it in a daze. Feeling the cold touch on her palm, she tilted her head and said, "Necklace?"

Suddenly, she remembered what she had said before -

"Ah, this panda necklace is also very cute, I want it."

His eyes widened little by little.

She looked down at the necklace in her palm.

——A crisp sound was heard.

Like reflections from broken glass, the world shone with brilliant light.

A strange emotion erupted in my heart.

So...is that so?

This idiot has remembered a sentence that she herself had long forgotten.

She clenched her palms slightly, and felt her cheeks burning... This was her brother, who was three years younger than her! Or even younger!

Ahhh, oh my god. I don't care.

"Mr. Qingye, can you help me put it on?" The girl's eyebrows and eyes raised together.

"You can do this kind of thing yourself..."

"Today is my sister's birthday."

Yang Nai is very feminine in both her dress and attitude.

This sentence made Qingye give up resistance. He picked up the doll necklace and tried not to look at the girl's beautiful white neck and earlobes. The sweet fragrance carefully prepared by the girl made his heart beat violently, and his fingers trembled slightly as he slowly helped her put the necklace on.

"Does it look good?"

The short-haired girl took two steps back and smiled her most dazzling smile to date.

Just like this beautiful summer day at this moment.

*

Autumn goes and winter comes, winter goes and spring comes, the sun rises and sets.

The three years of junior high school were quietly placed in a treasure box called memories.

Then, the blooming cherry blossoms brought a new encounter.

Today is the day for Japanese high school students to start school.

Just at this moment.

On the other side of the distant world, a voice suddenly rang in Banaijian's ears:

"—The activation conditions have been met. Do you want to enter the simulation?"

?

ps: Nearly 10,000! Saki, I'm burned to ashes, meow!

084. The Heavenly God Team - Hachinami Descends! [Three-in-One]

In the pitch-black room, a pair of arms as white as snow suddenly stretched out, and with a "rustle" sound, they pulled open a corner of the curtain. Then the clear moonlight suddenly appeared, illuminating the sky-blue hair and soft face.