Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

Seeing the message sent by Koga Yuika, Xiaosan sighed in his heart, and then did not reply. He silently put the phone back in his pocket, sat in his room, and faintly felt a little stomachache .

After standing for a long time, he sighed and walked out of his room.

"Last time it was a headache, this time it's a stomachache again?"

After checking and found that Xiaosan had no physical problems, Wu Jianmiao casually prescribed some relief medicine for Xiaosan.

"It's not a big problem, it's just a stomachache caused by too much pressure. I'm a little curious whether you are a student or a social animal who often needs to work overtime. Can a student really have so many problems?"

Hearing Wu Jianmiao's words, Xiaosan sighed and didn't know what to say. He was burdened with too many things that he shouldn't bear at his age, such as fame, wealth, love, and handsomeness.

'It's too difficult for me. '

"After going back and eating, take a rest and you should be fine."

Seeing that Xiao San didn't answer, Wu Jianmiao handed the medicine to Xiao San, and after accepting Xiao San's money, he waved his hand to signal Xiao San to leave.

Xiaosan returned home, after preparing dinner, he was about to take the medicine Wu Jianmiao prescribed for himself, and then went to rest.

But as soon as he lay down, the doorbell rang.

The person who appeared at Xiaosan's door was none other than Hequan Sayi...

When he showed up at school the next day, Xiaosan's eyes had a trace of dark circles, which made Yan Ye even more worried.

"Are you all right, Qiuyue-kun?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just a little stiff neck, don't worry."

Gently waving his hands, how could Xiao San tell the girl what happened last night to the girl, he just found a reason to perfunctory the past, Xiao San sighed in his heart.

Looking at Xiaosan who was always in low spirits, Yan Ye became more and more worried in his heart, he pursed his lips, but still didn't say anything.

"There is always a distance between Qiuyue-kun now, if I can live with Qiuyue-kun...maybe..."

A thought faintly began to take root in the girl's heart.

At noon, Xiaosan was lying on the bench on the roof, basking in the sun, closing his eyes tightly, trying to take advantage of this rare tranquility to take a rest and refresh himself, when the sound of footsteps came from a distance.

Sighing uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart, the footsteps stopped beside him.

His eyes, which were originally bright and illuminated by the sun, seemed to be covered by some shadow. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that familiar figure.

Someone with jet-black hair like a waterfall, and those pure black pantyhose that are hardly changed, Kasumigaoka Shiwa.

"It's obviously not polite to disturb other people's rest."

"But I don't think it's polite for one person to occupy a whole bench."

"At least it didn't bother anyone else, did it?"

"I meant to sit here."

Hearing Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's unconvincing and feeble rebuttal, Xiaosan lowered his head and glanced, and paused for a moment at his fifth limb, wondering where the other party wanted to sit.

Thinking that if he said it, he might get a roll of eyes or a slap in the face, Xiaosan still decided to put this doubt in his heart, sat up slowly, and sighed wearily.

"So, is there something wrong?"

The girl with her arms around her arms slowly put one hand at her side, and a stack of manuscript papers that Xiaosan hadn't noticed just now was handed to Xiaosan.

"Help me look at this."

'Is this the tone of your begging? ! '

Xiaosan really wanted to use the usual tone of the villains in those light novels and comics to say this to Kasumigaoka Shiwa, and then add, "it's common sense to show your dick when asking for help." This can already be said to be a bit mentally retarded. Come.

But because he was too mentally retarded, he still didn't have the courage to speak out.

Reluctantly, he reached out and took the manuscript handed to him by the girl, and began to flip through it slowly.

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It's really almost the end of the month (sigh

Chapter 290. The Consequences of Excessive Behavior

Xiaosan is a person who is very affected by emotions. When he is in a good mood, he has a high acceptance of most things, but when he is in a bad mood...

Looking at the manuscript in his hand, Xiaosan just flipped through it for a while, but Xiaosan didn't have any interest in reading it.

Just because the author was standing in front of him, he forced himself to read the content almost in his precious lunch break.

It was like feeding durian to a person who hates durian, or forcing sweet tofu nao into the mouth of someone who likes salty tofu nao. His mood was full of all kinds of irritable thoughts and emotions, and he closed his eyes. The original, first took a deep breath.

"How about it?"

Although when asking, there was no emotion at all, as if asking casually, but Xiazhiqiu Shiyu couldn't help but look forward to Xiaosan's evaluation in his heart.

Handing the manuscript back to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, Xiaosan stood up slowly, turned and left without any emotion.

No answer was given.

He didn't even bother to answer. The content of the other party didn't suit his appetite, at least not his current appetite.

Standing there in a daze, looking at the back of Xiaosan leaving, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was puzzled at first, then frowned, and then couldn't help biting his lips lightly, holding pale fingers tightly After reading his original manuscript, his face was full of embarrassment.

"asshole."