[Comprehensive] Why do I like you

"Nobuo-kun, is he so bad at drinking?"

Nana held a strawberry cup filled with boiled water, looked at Nobuo who had collapsed on the table, and asked.

"Yes, but although Nobuo-kun has a poor capacity for drinking, the quality of wine is very good." Shinichi leaned on the chair, holding the can of beer that he didn't know tonight, seeing that his face was not red and he was not out of breath. , doesn't seem to feel drunk at all.

"Why isn't Shinichi-kun drunk?"

Nana asked curiously. She looked at Shinichi's light black eyes that seemed to be able to glow, and felt a little dizzy. She also drank a can of beer tonight. Although she was not drunk, she was not very refreshed.

"Of course I will. In fact, I was already drunk, but Naina-san didn't notice it." Shinichi blinked mischievously, looked at Nana and smiled.

Nana shifted her eyes uncomfortably, turned her head to look at the opposite side, Nana was obviously drunk, humming something with earphones on, Taishi put on a very comfortable appearance, let Nana Na played tricks on him.

"Shinichi-kun, have you filled in the lyrics for your songs?"

The song that amazed her, made her discover another amazing Nana, the song that made them scolded by neighbors, I don’t know if the lyrics have been filled in yet.

But Nana felt that she asked an unnecessary question. Since they have already applied for the live venue, it is impossible that they have not completed it, right?

"Nana sauce has been filled out, we will formally reunite tomorrow, do you want to listen? The first preview before the live?"

Shinichi put down the beer he had already drunk, looked at Nana and said.

Just as Nana was about to nod, she immediately remembered tomorrow's busy class schedule, with a regretful expression on her face: "I'm sorry, Shinichi-kun, I have a full class tomorrow, and after class, I have to go to the club to hand in my homework, and then I have to go to work, too. I'm tired, so I probably won't go."

"That's okay, you can just wait and see our performance on the day of the live, you must be very pleasantly surprised!" Shinichi shook his head nonchalantly, "By the way, Nana-san, can I see your paintings?"

"of course can."

When someone can look at her paintings, whether it is out of politeness or curiosity or something else, she will feel very happy, as if she is showing her best side to others, hoping to get compliments or words of praise from others. eyes.

Nana drank the boiling water in the strawberry cup in one gulp, stood up and led Shinichi, who was sitting beside her just now, to her room.

Nana's room is obviously a girl's type at first glance. Although the color of the walls is the original white and has not been changed, the ceiling is pasted with wallpaper printed with the starry sky at night, and the floor is covered with a square carpet that is bigger than the bed. .

The nearly two-meter-long pink princess bed is placed against the wall with the window, and the carpet is laid out right where the bed is getting off. Next to it is a folding wardrobe, which is obviously a large-scale handicraft, and then in the middle, there is a folding table that can be seen at the entrance, which is covered with textbooks, books, and brushes in a mess, and a notebook is placed on the table is charging.

Although the furniture is the most simple and clear type, not particularly feminine, but whether it is the pink floral curtains, the fresh little daisies on the bedside table, the cute bear doll on the princess bed, the folding wardrobe and the folding table are not only The girly bubbles and love patterns painted on it can all reflect that this is a girl's room.

"Nanasan, do you like st?"

After Shinichi approached the folding table, he found the big poster pasted above the bed. With the publicity in the streets of downtown Tokyo, Okazaki Shinichi, who is a fan of Honjo Ren, of course recognized it. Isn't this poster the cover of the new album? If you are lucky enough to buy an album, you can get it as a gift.

"Yes." Nana nodded, sat on the stool next to the folding table, looked at the poster and said, "Do you still remember the first time we met? We were in the studio later, Nana said to test your ability, Then after you played the bass, I hurried off to work."

"I remember, what's wrong?"

Shinichi asked, walked across to Nana, stood beside the folding table, looked at the drawing paper buried under several books on the table, and carefully removed it.

"At that time, I heard you say that your idol belongs to Honjo Ren. I originally planned to tell you excitedly that my idol also belongs to him, but I didn't expect the alarm clock on my phone to ring suddenly."

Nana smiled, she looked at Shinichi and noticed that the words on her table were covered up, and she wanted to reach out to stop her embarrassedly.

"can I see?"

Shinichi's light black eyes met Nana's brown round pupils, and asked gently.

"You...you can see, but I can't draw well."

Nana touched her ears embarrassingly, and stretched out her hand to tidy up the messy books beside her.

Shinichi smiled, and his attention had shifted from the matter of Nana and his same idol to the painting in his hand.

The drawing paper is about half a meter long, and four teenagers and girls standing on the stage are drawn with pencils.

The woman in the middle has a slender figure and exquisite facial features. The woman is holding a stand microphone with both hands, one foot is stepping on the speaker on the edge of the stage, and the other foot is blocked behind the speaker. Her red lips are the whole picture The only colored part of the pair, her eyes don't know where to look, but it has a sense of shock and sharpness; on the left of the woman stands a boy with his head down and playing the bass, the boy looks obviously younger than the other three He is wearing a school uniform, which obviously makes people guess his student status, but the uniform is casually open, without a tie, and the first three buttons of the matching shirt are still unbuttoned, revealing a trace of bohemian. I feel, but his hair hangs obediently on his head. Just looking at his face, he seems to be an obedient boy; on the right side of the woman is a man with straight hair, who looks about the same age as the woman. His head is raised slightly, he holds a guitar in his hand, and his eyes look into the distance. His punk attire does not match the sunny smile on his face; between the man and the woman is a complete set of drum kits, and a bald man in a black suit Wearing sunglasses, with one hand in his suit pocket, and the other holding two drum sticks on his shoulders, there is no expression on his face, or no expression.

The whole painting seems to be drawn from an outside perspective, whether it is the spotlights above the four people's heads, or the crazy fans waving light sticks standing in front of the stage where the four people stand, you can feel the artist's intentions.

This seems to be the appearance of blast after debut.

"Nana-san," Shinichi looked away and looked up at Nana.

There was a slight smile on his face, as if it was a kind of surprise or surprise, but there was an inexplicable light in those eyes.

Knowing that he had finished reading, Nana waited for his comment, and when she heard him suddenly calling herself, she looked at him seriously: "What's wrong?"

"Does Nana-san have a boyfriend?"

Shinichi asked an irrelevant question, but Nana was stunned.

Under normal circumstances, when a boy asks a girl who is in a good relationship, 'Do you have a boyfriend', what he subconsciously reveals is 'I want to be your boyfriend'.

Nana thought the same way. Before she could think about why Shinichi would ask her this question, she spoke much faster than her brain: "No."

She seemed to want to ask something, but Shinichi had already turned his eyes away, and looked at the painting in his hand as if nothing had happened, as if it were some treasure: "Nai Nai-san, can you give me this painting? I like it very much!"

Huh?Shouldn't the following question be 'then I'll be your boyfriend'?

Why this.

"Uh... well, but the painting is not finished yet, don't you mind? I just modified it, and I didn't have time to color it."

"It's okay, this is already perfect, and it can be framed!"

Shinichi said seriously, with obvious praise in his eyes looking at the painting: "Nanai's paintings are great!"

As if afraid that Nana would not believe it, Shinichi looked at her sincerely, held the painting and continued: "I have read many comics in bookstores, or the accompanying pictures in books, but Nana-san's paintings give me a really good feeling. It’s super good! The characters are very similar, and the scenes are very complete. Oh, I can’t say, anyway, Nana-san’s paintings are very good!”

Nana hurriedly nodded and stopped: "Okay, okay, Shinichi-kun, don't say any more, I'm really sorry for this. If you like it, take it, I plan to draw more, I will draw down the way you usually sing, It was fun!"

"But why didn't Nana draw herself in?"

Shinichi asked.

Nana was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Where is there no painting, look, I am the one holding the fluorescent stick under the stage?"

Zhen took a closer look and found that indeed, the girl with long hair standing at the front in the audience was Nana?

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the two turned their heads at the same time, only to see Tashi standing by the door and looking at them.

"Shinichi, I'm going back now, when do you plan to go back?"

"Ah, are you going back? Then I'll go back too."

"Well, I took Nobuo home, do you have a place to sleep tonight?"

"Don't worry Taishi-kun, I will never sleep on the street no matter what." Shinichi smiled with his eyes bent.

Taishi nodded, and turned around to carry Nobuo, who was a little awake but still clearly in a daze.

Shinichi picked up the piano bag in the corner, rolled up the drawing paper, and was about to leave. Nana followed them and sent them out.

"Goodbye, practice hard, I am looking forward to that day's live."

Nana waved her hand with a smile, turned around and prepared to go back to the house to rest.

"Nai Nai-san?"

"kindness?"

When Nana turned her head, a shadow suddenly overwhelmed her. When she had no time to react, she only felt a cool touch on her face.

"Good night."

Shinichi pressed down the hat on his head, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the stairs.

Tuliu Nana was alone, standing at the door blankly, with her mouth slightly open, one hand gently caressing her cheek, with an expression of disbelief and surprise on her face.

With a wooden face, she turned around with complicated emotions, entered the room, closed the door, washed, went to bed, and slept.

Just now.... Shinichi-kun kissed her on the face?