Edible boyfriend [Comprehensive]

He is my angel, he is my devil, I am strong because of him, and fall to the mortal world because of him.

—— "Record of Kurolo Luxilu"

I'm having a bit of a nervous breakdown, sorry, I know it's not a good way to start this, but I'm just not in the right shape.

There is no doubt that this is not a chapter of a serious love story, I am writing more like my personal diary and the story after meeting him.

Before I met Kuroro, I was very nervous. There is no doubt that I even had a nervous breakdown. Yes, at that time my nerves were extremely tense, like a tight string. will break.

The story between me and Kuroro is not so perfect, but very real.

Before I met Kuroro, I was in love, maybe that kind of love is not even called love in the eyes of others.My ex and I are in an online relationship. We met on the Internet. When we first met, whether it was the ex or me, we were both young. The Internet environment at that time was not as complicated as it is now. We were so simple. started chatting from adding each other's friends.

I have known my ex for a few years, and the other party has been with me for a long time. When I graduated from university and agreed to find a job, and wanted to earn some money to find the other party and live there, we broke up.

I don’t want to mention the reason anymore. After breaking up, I have been decadent for a long time. I have been decadent for a long time from hope, anger, sadness and other negative emotions, and finally learned to miss and give up.

Maybe now I can mention each other calmly, and say that we are destined to have no part, but at the beginning, before I learned to miss it thoroughly, I was just a decadent lovelorn, falling into the abyss after breaking up, thinking about what I did not do well enough, The more I thought about it, the worse my state became, so that at that time I was immersed in a dark abyss, confused, inferior, and unable to find a way out...

I am grateful to Kuroro, and I also love Kuroro deeply.

When I met Kuroro, I had just walked out of the abyss of broken love, and was pushed down on another rope bridge. I was stepping on a chain and there were no handrails around. Under the chain was an abyss, and I could only Walk forward along the chain.

I have been decadent for a long time. When I was decadent, I also encountered other things. The first thing was probably work-related, because a family member introduced me to it, saying that I should accumulate experience to get used to it. Things that had to go made the novel I was serializing had to give up serialization.

During that period of time, I didn’t have the internet, and I was silent every day. The most common sentence I said every day was “What do you want to eat this morning (afternoon/evening)?”

Now I have to admit that if someone else came, and the other person's personality was different from mine, I would probably be very happy.Maybe it won't make a similar thing a pain like me.

My personality is not very good, at least I think so. At that time, I was full of confidence and thought to accumulate work experience first, earn enough travel expenses, and then go to the city where my predecessor is, and then not far from where the other party is. Rent a house first, then find a job...

I failed, and my confidence was completely wiped out in this matter. My TA also became my ex and gave me a heavy blow.I don't know what to say, the spiritual food novels I depend on for survival are cut off because there is no internet and no time, and the only TA I can rely on is also separated from me.

I was decadent, I was lost, I was even a little crazy...but when I gradually regained my status and wanted to start again, I failed again, and my family began to arrange blind dates for me.

Now that I think about it, I kind of hate the person who was going to tell me my date at the beginning. For convenience, let's give her a code name, let's call it st.

At that time, I just turned 21, and the other party was st, a friend who grew up with me. She was one year older than me, and she stopped going to school without graduating from junior high school. I was away from home because I went to school for a long time. good.So when st asked me to go shopping, I went there, and after I went, I met the blind date introduced to me by st.

how to say?My first blind date was given to a boy who looked like he had pimples on his face and a mouth opened on the back of his shoes...

Other than me who is naive, it’s okay for me to reject such a boy. I can accept the other person’s ugliness, but I can’t accept his clothes... Now is not the era of lack of clothing and food. You don’t need to dress well for a blind date , at least clean and tidy.

After I refused, st introduced me to another one. The other party was two years younger than me. I was 21 years old and he was 18 years old. He called me baby and my wife when we started chatting... I was really speechless, two in the middle of the night Ask me to start a video chat with him after ten o'clock. I'm already asleep at that time, okay? I can chat with him in my pajamas.Later, because of some things, the one younger than me introduced by me and st did not succeed.

About her, I don't know what to say. It seems that my 16 years, since she introduced me to a blind date in the New Year, have fallen into an infinite abyss.Because I really accepted the two blind dates that ST arranged for me, I haven't said anything yet, she and her family are annoying me.

Then, my family, it seems that from the time she introduced me, they suddenly realized that I should get married. Well, at that time, I just passed the new year, and I was only 21 or 22 years old, and I fell into the abyss of blind dates.

16 years is really a beautiful and sober year. During this year, even if it is not over, I have passively and thoroughly seen the people around me, the so-called friends and even family members. .

Thinking about it now, I am a little desperate, I can't find anything to rely on, walking barefoot on the road of people coming and going, I can't find the despair to stop.

It's easy to say it's relieved, but it's hard to sit up. During the time when I was persecuted and my spirit was the most tense, I thought about suicide, and I thought about dying and it would be over.But I was a little reconciled. At that time, I was still thinking that the novels in my column had not been finished yet. If I really committed suicide, the readers who waited for my completion would never see the day when it was completed in this lifetime.

But at that time, I had no choice, whether it was writing novels, reading novels, or talking to someone, I had no choice.It seems that I have heard a lot of people committing suicide in the past. I don’t value my life as much as I imagined. The only thing I care about is my faint hope.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too desperate. I’ve encountered a little hope. I have a novel that can be entered into V. Even if it’s reversed, I can see a little glimmer. I’m thinking, if I can update a lot every day, If I work hard every day, I don't have many requirements, and I can survive by relying on novels.

However, I failed.It failed again, not to mention the subscription status, I was already mentally prepared for the failure of the novel.In life, when I was on a blind date, I finally met my match, a man who would come to my house every day by bike to pester me no matter how I refused or how inappropriate I said.

I can refuse that man, but I can't refuse the request of my parents at home. I learned to compromise again and again... I compromised, and I said "I only go out with him this time, don't think about the next time, I am not suitable for him .”

I said it very seriously, and I did the same... But it's useless, the other party is still pestering me day after day, no matter how I refuse, it's useless if I don't see him, or if I don't go out.Every morning when I just wake up, the other party comes, and he stays at my house if I don’t go out. He would rather sit with me relatively silent than leave. Every time I wait for him to leave, I want to code Time was running out, and it was already late at night.

I didn't know what to do. I had a serious talk with my family, but it was useless. No one was on my side. Instead, they thought the other party was very kind to me and said I didn't know what was good.

Well, from the time I met this person, this person who haunted me, my nerves that have been repaired have become sharpened, and my weight has dropped rapidly, and I have lost weight in a month. I have worked hard to lose weight for a long time. Do the weight.At that time, I felt that only the night, only the late night belonged to me...

There is no one around me to comfort me, no one to rely on, only two people who have turned from readers to friends can chat, but they also have their own affairs, I dare not, and I don’t want to waste their time with my nagging and complaining.

I seem to be on the old road again. At that time, I was very afraid of pain, but I had the urge to pick up the things that were available around me and end my life.More than once I wanted to do it...

But, thank God, I didn't do anything, I survived, and I met Kurolo Luxilu.

How do you know Kurolo Luxilu?Speaking of which, I am similar to you, I know him from a hunter.When I really saw him, it was a rare peaceful day when I was struggling in the abyss.

That night, the wind blew up, and the wind was so cold that it blew my face, but it didn't hinder my good mood. I was pestering my blind date, and finally left shortly after the wind blew, which was very early. once.Even if I know that because of my parents' affection, I have to send him off politely when he leaves, but it can't hinder my happy mood when I know he is about to leave.

Watching that person leave on a bicycle, I was in a good mood and left my parents' preaching behind me, and walked back to my room with ease.Opening the curtain, I walked in, and a figure came into my eyes.

That man, a very familiar man, wearing a black uniform and a white shirt, was sitting on the only chair in my room, holding my diary in his hand, and he opened the locked diary , was staying in his hand being flipped through by him.

Seeing him coming in, he turned his face slightly, and he raised his eyelids to look at me, "It's the first time we met, I'm Kurolo Luxilu, I exist for you, my girl." He said to me like this.

I wanted to cry a little, tears fell from my eyes involuntarily like a traitor.

Seeing a stranger sitting in my room, I should have screamed, I should have called the police, but I didn't, I was just like a fool, because of his words, I cried silently.

That's Kuroro, the omnipotent Kuroro Luxilu in my mind, even if I don't know him very well, it's enough when I know he is Kuroro.

At that time, I had enough life. At that time, I thought, if it is Kurolo, no matter what he wants, I will try my best to satisfy him. Even if what he wants is my life, I will not hesitate for a second bell.

In fact, I have many Two-dimensional male gods, and Kurorolushiru is just one of them. He was just one of the male gods I was very obsessed with, but when he really appeared in front of me, he said something to me. When I never thought about it, I really died without regret.

The author has something to say:

Not in this series, moved over.