[Hunter] Memoirs

After having dinner at school, Zora followed the group towards the destination. Monica and Hana in front of them walked side by side side by side, seemingly endlessly talking.

She lowered her head and took out her phone to see if there were any unread messages. The reality made her a little disappointed. Lal still hadn't contacted her, and it's been almost a week today, but it's useless for her to worry, anyway, she doesn't care about anything. Can't help.Qi Ya looked terribly bored, she tilted her head and wanted to sneak a peek at what she was doing, and when she was discovered, her innocent expression made her laugh for a long time.

It is also very common for Lal not to contact her. She sighed secretly and put the phone back, and turned to chat with Qi Ya who was pretending to be serious.

Qi Ya controlled her pace and walked beside her. The novelty of just coming to school has passed, and she gradually didn't find it so much fun.

To be honest, Zora really doesn't want him to come to school. In Zora's view, he is a natural shining point, especially the silver hair that comes with a sparkle bonus. She just saw a lot of people secretly taking pictures with their mobile phones.

When she sighed, Qiya turned his head to look at her. Not long after he saw Zora staring at him indifferently for a while, he sighed even more resentfully. Qiya felt that the way she looked at him made him It's a bit awkward.

Then he turned his head to face his suspicious gaze, patted his arm heavily, and said in a low voice: "Let's have a discussion, next time you go out, put some dust on your face."

Qi Ya was even more at a loss.

"Look down." Zora motioned him to move closer.

Qi Ya was stunned for a moment, and muttered awkwardly, "So many people..." He bent down obediently while talking.

"It means boys don't look so good-looking, it's a crime." Zora smiled helplessly and lightly pulled his face. Facing her soft facial features close at hand, he himself was a little embarrassed. To Qiya, it was like getting an electric shock, he took a step back abruptly, with his hands in his pockets, he was half-stuck and unable to speak.

As the breeze blew by, the slightly longer bangs covered his brows and eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly, and his lips were drawn into a line as if angry.The touch on her hand suddenly disappeared, and Zora became a little vigilant. The intimacy just now was a bit too much. She curled her fingers helplessly, thinking about how to remedy it.

After getting along for nearly a week, she could feel that this young man was really likable, he could give her some countermeasures for big and small things, and getting along with people and dealing with others made people feel very refreshing.

Her behavior of touching the little face of the beautiful boy all day may really need to be paid attention to.

And this kind of indistinct gesture of favor can easily make him misunderstand.

Or could it be said that her current behavior was considered intentional by the concubine but ruthless by the king?

While thinking about how to deal with him, Qi Ya quickly returned to her original state, and approached her when she was in a daze——then stretched out his finger and flicked her forehead, smiling softly Pull her thoughts back.

"Hey, they are going far away, don't you hurry up and follow?"

She looked up with an embarrassed smile, and was facing his smile.

The boy's smile was so clean and refreshing that Zora even felt that guilt was infinitely superimposed...

Too bad, if this goes on like this, she really can't help the old cow eating the young grass.

"And it's not my fault that I grew up like this." Seeing that she didn't respond, Qi Ya simply stretched out a hand and dragged her skirt forward, the movement was terribly natural.

Zora watched helplessly as the layered and even cumbersome long skirts were torn up, and the anxious golden hair was about to explode. She patted his hand along the way to signal him to let go. Pulling the skirt is much more embarrassing than pinching her face just now, and the long skirt is too ugly to be pulled into this shape.

As revenge for pulling his face just now, Qi Ya has made up his mind not to let go.

"Is it my fault?" She didn't forget to reply while snatching back the hem of her skirt.

The two quietly competed with each other along the way, Qi Ya was very aware of his hand strength, even if Zora was in a hurry, he couldn't move his hand a bit, and finally he was about to reach the destination before he let go Down.

Zora gratefully grabbed his hand, the atmosphere between the two seemed sweet and cloying to others, but they didn't notice it.

"Let me next time, I can't beat you."

"Obviously you are too weak, and you really don't plan to train your mind?"

"I don't do anything, that's enough."

But when you think about it, Zora looks like she wants to eat and drink here safely until she grows old.Qi Ya wrapped her hand with his backhand, and after holding it for a while, he frowned and raised his hand to gesture, "Hands are so small."

"Women's hands are almost this big, why are you surprised?" Zora put her right hand straight in his palm, compared the sizes, and said without any surprise.

I don’t know if I don’t compare them. Looking at the hand shapes of the two of them this way, they are really quite different. She tilted her head and said: “But I’m really envious. You have good-looking hands and good-looking hands. Your family probably doesn’t have ordinary ones, right? ?”

"The logic is strange enough, it can talk about the appearance from the hands to the appearance of my family." He resolutely complained.

"Enough is enough, you guys have shown your love all the way, I can't help but tell Monica the truth wwwww" when the two of them were seriously discussing the differences between men and women, Hana's strenuous topic reminded her If they want to fall in love, there is still Monica as a huge obstacle... The script is wrong, the director and the author asked to delete this paragraph and start over.

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"..."

The two of them put their hands together and looked over at the same time with complacent faces.

Hana clutched her chest and was extremely happy, "It's great to be a natural couple."

"...Are you talking about us? Naturally."

"If I'm not mistaken, maybe let us..." Zora reluctantly answered him.

Then the two let go of each other's hand tacitly, and automatically maintained a very subtle distance, belatedly remembering what they did just now.

Well...sometimes they really don't pay attention, and the other party makes them unable to think of certain aspects.

So Monica or Hana can be regarded as a god assist in a certain situation.

"Zora, you must know what kind of event this is. You just need to tell the little god when the time comes." Hana patted her shoulder with great responsibility, and gave Qiya a thumbs up by the way.

"No, I don't even know what this is for...and what the hell is the little male god."

After hearing her words, Hana's bristling bristles softened, "I've been in school for almost three years, but I don't know the tradition of Friday..."

"So what is the so-called tradition...?"

Qi Ya moved towards Zora with a lack of interest, facing the eyes of the girls, listening to Hana crackling about the tradition that has existed since the school was founded.This event is held every Friday, on the largest playground in the school, and a different school will be the host every week. The main activity is dancing. There are four or five movements in the so-called dancing, as long as you can keep up with the rhythm, you can basically dance.

There are often couples in the event. To put it bluntly, this event is also a large-scale friendship.

Zora suddenly wanted to go back.

Hana's intention to bring them to this kind of event is too obvious... But even Monica is here, so she can't please her, right?

"If you don't want to go, let's go back, don't be so reluctant." Qi Ya touched her arm to discuss.

She looked at Monica in the distance in embarrassment, "No... I just..."

"Really, we'll go back if you don't want to stay." Chiya repeated.

"..." Zora understood his hint after hearing him mention it twice in a row.

She pressed the corner of her mouth and turned around to see Qi Ya's eyes flickering at her.

This bastard almost had the words 'I think it's fun, why don't you play with me' written on his face, he just said no, and hinted at her in such an awkward way.

"...I just can't dance." She found a reason that sounded plausible, and waited for Qi Ya to say the next sentence.

"You're so stupid, I'll teach you, there are only a few moves anyway."

Zora glanced leisurely at the girls wearing short skirts and shorts in the field, then silently looked at her long skirt that was almost dragging the floor, and nodded stiffly.

It was the most painful when I really started to jump. Most of the people in the field could only do a little bit, and those who really knew how to jump were at the front, but Zora felt a little dizzy when those few capable movements were combined together.

She tugged at the hem of the skirt the whole time for fear that she or others would step on it.

Compared to her embarrassment, Qi Ya... Zora felt that his athletic talent point had really reached the full level, and the opening was less than 10 minutes

Qi Ya has already learned all the movements, he took her to the end of the line and began to teach her how to jump.

"The next time I'm going to play music, it's going to be this movement. If you learn these, it depends on which one the lead dancer uses." The young man stepped on the drum nimbly in front of her, with his own halo bonus - now it seems that he is almost blinding his eyes.

Touching her fingertips, she took her for a spin and then let go of her hand. Under the yellowish light, Zora saw the fresh and vivid figure of the boy, which was completely different from the silent memory images she saw. And the impact of the senses is beyond the experience.

The boy next to him is not the image in the impression he saw, but a real person.

Tsundere and awkward, likes to play petty temper, but thinks of others - really a very cute boy.

She couldn't think of any words to describe Qi Ya, and she always felt that she had too few words.

The loud music rang in my ears, I don't know how many tunes have been changed, Zora stopped to pant slightly with her skirt lifted, and looked at the young man with a smile on his mouth, who was dancing with a group of students in a chic and willful way.

Her heart was beating with the drums, and she felt that something was wrong.