My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 54 Say I Love You To The World
Thursday, April 4, at 22:5 p.m.

In 10 minutes, the time for club activities is over, and the private Beichuan High School, which has been noisy all day, will also end its mission for today.

Xia Xilin did not stay at the tea club as usual, but came to the rooftop of the club activity building.

Sitting on the guardrail at the edge, quietly watching the bustling Shibuya in the distance.

Buildings over 200 meters high will show different expressions depending on time and weather.

Every morning, high-rise buildings will be the first to reflect the rays of the rising sun.And in the rainy season, the high-rise buildings seem to seep their shadows into the atmosphere.

Now in the evening, all the office buildings with glass curtain walls are dyed with golden luster by the setting sun, which is very dazzling.

"Miss, there is mail." Sachiko Shiraishi handed over an ipad.

Xia Xilin took it, glanced at the content, and put it aside expressionlessly.

"Miss, don't you have anything to say?" Shiraishi Sachiko was very angry, "Those people are totally messing around. Which family doesn't have this kind of thing? Why should they only investigate our Natsuki family?"

Xia Xilin shook his head and signaled Sachiko Shiraishi not to continue talking.

Now she doesn't want to think about these things.

Also, it's not a glamorous thing.

Sachiko Shiraishi was overwhelmed with anger, and muttered, "It's all because of that Fujiwara Hoshizo. If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't have lost the 80 billion yen."

"Is it only 80 billion yen?" Xia Xilin smiled, and said helplessly: "This time the bid for the Binhai Highway, the price of the Ministry of Transport's bidding is 400 billion yen, and the entire project is expected to cost 320 billion yen. It seems that it is only a profit. 80 billion yen, but what if you deliberately delay the progress of the project and then collude with officials from the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism to increase the project budget?"

"For another example, how about eating 150 billion yen directly, and then reselling the project at a price of 250 billion yen?

"Furthermore," she paused, shook her head and said, "Due to this corruption scandal, the construction company owned by the Natsuki family was banned from participating in government project bidding for three years. Have you ever thought about how much the loss will be?"

Sachiko Shiraishi didn't think that far at all, and now that Xia Xilin mentioned it, she was immediately shocked by the huge number.

"Miss." She opened her mouth, was shocked for a while, and then asked dully: "Are you going to kill Fujiwara Xingkong?"

Is it Fujiwara Hoshizora's fault?Indeed, he was the instigator, but in the final analysis, it was just that his own foundation was not clean.

Xia Xilin looked at the time.

There are only 5 minutes left in the seven-day appointment.

If you can't impress me yet, be the embankment of that coastal road.

Thinking about it this way, my Xia Xi family is also a participant in the construction of this project.

Not a loss.

……

After disappearing for seven days, Fujiwara Hoshizora once again stood at the door of the private Kitagawa High School.

The number seven meant nothing to him.

To some extent, it can be said that the days are slow and hard, but it can also be said that the days are short.

It drags on, day after day, year after year, and finally it becomes confused into one, and each day loses its own name.

For Fujiwara Hoshizora, only words like "yesterday" and "tomorrow" have a certain meaning.

The spring breeze blew across the school road covered with cherry blossoms, and the boys and girls spent their time wantonly in the rays of the sun.

What a warm and harmonious picture.

However, the moment they saw Fujiwara Xingkong, everyone covered their mouths in surprise and looked at him in disbelief.

Come on.

No need to stress it out.

It was Fujiwara Hoshizora who was wrong, not this world.

He walked all the way into the door of the broadcasting agency and asked, "Excuse me, do you have a loudspeaker? Lend me one."

Facing a group of stunned students.

He smiled and said: "Want to watch a show? Go to the atrium."

Afterwards, Fujiwara Xingkong picked up a big speaker and came to the atrium between the teaching building and the club activity building.

The boys and girls followed in his footsteps and surrounded him one after another. Soon, the entire atrium was completely surrounded.

"who is it?"

"Fujiwara Xingkong, you don't know this? How's the climate on Mars?"

"Isn't he dead?"

"Maybe it's a scam."

"The coffin boards are not nailed down."

"What is he doing?"

"Let's sing, otherwise why bring out the loudspeaker."

He ignored the buzzing discussions around him.

Fujiwara Xingkong took a sip of the purified water he had just bought from a vending machine, and moistened his throat.

Standing still, he took a deep breath, raised the microphone, and shouted with his neck raised.

"I am Fujiwara Hoshizora from Class A of the second year, my student number is!"

What is my student number?

No matter continue.

"Now, listen to me all of you!"

"Senior Xia Xilin from Class A of the third year!"

"I like you!"

The entire campus suddenly became a riot, and more and more people poked their heads out.

"The atrium confesses..."

"It's so romantic, why isn't the person you confess to me?"

"I seem to have seen this episode. Is Xia Xilin the bunny girl senior?"

Shouting and tsunami-like sound waves came from the windows of each classroom, gathered together, formed a huge sound wave, and went straight to the sky.

"I can't tell when, where, or when."

"I heard what you said, and saw what expression on your face."

"I started to like you"

There is no battle plan at all.

There is no determination to succeed.

I don't even bother to distinguish whether what I say is true or false.

It's as if you are talking, just say everything.

"That was a long, long time ago. It was only when I couldn't help myself that I realized that I had fallen deeply in love with you."

After saying this sentence, his throat trembled a little, and soon there was a tingling sensation.

Fujiwara Xingkong let out a long breath, and then took a deep breath. Looking at the buildings around him, he found that all the windows were filled with students watching the excitement.

There are also people around him, and more than 1000 eyes are focused on him.

"Sister Xia Xilin, I like you!"

"please date with me!"

The chattering discussions stopped instantly, followed by a long silence.

No more shouting, no response.

Fujiwara Xingkong scratched his head, wanting to escape.

Being watched by so many people, it is definitely impossible not to be shy.

But the face has been lost to this point, if there is no response, it seems that it is not worth it.

He thought a little self-destructively.

Above his sight, a figure appeared on the edge of the rooftop of the club activity building.

she is there.

There, overhead, Fujiwara Hoshizo saw her, sitting on the edge of the railing near the clouds.On the crimson canvas of the sky, her figure formed a pitch-black, sharp-edged outline.

So, Fujiwara Xingkong shouted loudly again.

"I want to walk hand in hand with you on the beach of Tokyo Bay!"

Not at all.

"I want to see you wear the maiden costume again!"

In fact, I would rather see you in a bunny girl outfit.

"I want to help you take off your socks again!"

This is really willing.

"I like you so much that all the tigers in the forests of the world are turned into butter."

"I like you, and I want all your pages not to miss my role."

"I like you, whether you want to save the universe or sit on the roof and watch the moon."

"I like you, even if penguins want to manipulate the climate, or there are clowns who want to invade the earth."

The roaring sound spread through the air at extreme speed through the loudspeaker.

"All in all, Xia Xi-senpai, I like you the most."

There was a tearing pain in his throat, Fujiwara Xingkong put down the microphone, and took a few mouthfuls of pure water.

Water droplets overflowed from the corners of his mouth, mixed with sweat dripping from his chin, soaking the white school uniform.

Under the shining of the setting sun, it reflects a faint golden light.

　Stop scolding, stop scolding. I won't be so cruel in the future. . .You believe me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)