[Reverse wear] Marry Guimu Guima

It was the campus novel I read during the loli period. At that time, the characters of the Iceberg Prince and the gentle male lead were popular. At that time, I couldn’t tell the good from the bad. I was at the age of fantasy, and there were few other novels around me except this kind of novel. type of existence.

When I grow up, when I read that kind of novel again, I feel that I can't stand it and I don't like it.But as far as I was young at that time, that was the only other world I could touch. In that world, the world was so pure white that just a kiss was enough to start a vigorous love story. And beautiful.

It's not at all like some stories now, where she's already pregnant before she's too old, and all three views are broken in such stories.

Among the stories I have read, I don't remember many novels, and I don't remember the names of the protagonists in the stories, but what I still can't forget is the pure white, the boy in the white shirt under the sun showing tenderness to the girl With a smiling face, he will ride a bicycle with a girl with a fluttering skirt in the back seat through the streets and alleys, he will hold hands with her and walk on the campus road together, and he will use his beautiful fingers to write on the white paper Write a line of text, and then give it to the girl you like to read.

The beginning of love is so simple, young love, beautiful and seductive, just like me who was desperate when I was a lolita, lost the pure white and could not find the clean color that was not polluted by society.

After growing up, the stories I once liked were criticized by others. The once clean and clear me was scarred by polishing. I lost a lot of things and learned a lot. Now the only thing that keeps me from sticking to it is memory The pure white boy in the movie.I always remember his clumsy singing to me, and the fluttering white clothes he smiled at me.

It's not so much the long-term obsession with the white shirt, but more like my beautiful longing for the simple self in the loli period that can't go back to the past.

"Give you this."

Unprepared, there was something furry against my cheek, I turned my face away and looked at him blankly.

"Hold it, it wants you to hold it." He said to me holding a gray short-haired blue-eyed puppy in his hand.

puppy?Where did it come from?I stretched out my hand to take it in a little daze, only to find in my hand that it was just a rag doll, a puppy that couldn’t be seen as fake just by looking at its appearance.I held him in my arms, my cheek against his short, fluffy fur.

"Give it a name, it's yours."

"Dream." I rubbed its short gray fur, "Its name is Dream." Just like the dream I once discarded and couldn't bear to give up and pick up again.

"Well, hold your dream." He said with a smile.

"Okay." I answered him, Mengmeng's blue eyes looked at me, obviously it was just a lifeless doll, but it made me feel like it had a soul, calming me down and comforting my depressed emotions .

"Thank you." I thanked him, and when the clarity stabilized, I took a closer look at my dream, and unexpectedly found that he looked a little familiar, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar I was.

"Is it a bit like Tetsuya No. [-]? I took a look and knew you would like it."

"Really." As he said, I held my dream in front of me and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, it was very similar to Tetsuya Kuroko's pet Tetsuya No. [-], the protagonist of "Kuroko's Basketball". White almost, everything else is similar.

I am a similar word today. Is this word very destined?But no matter what, I am very happy.

"Let's go, let's continue shopping." I rubbed hard and said to him with my dream.

"Okay." He agreed.

For the next journey, I still haven't found what I want, but fortunately, my mood is not so depressed anymore, and I have my dream to accompany me.I rarely buy dolls, and even when I have change in my pocket to buy a few bears at the store, I always just stand outside and watch them rather than go in and take them away.

I remember a classmate once said to me, "If I want a doll, I can't afford it. But I won't choose to buy it myself."

I was puzzled and asked her why?Like she said, it's not unaffordable.

She smiled at me mysteriously, pointed to a brown cloth bear that was taller than her on her bed and said: "My little bear is given by my boyfriend. I will feel very happy when I see it, even if we break up one day, He's gone and it's with me."

She added, "It's not that I can't afford it. I can buy a lot if I want, but none of them can replace it. He gave me his heart."

Since then, what she said has always been remembered in my mind, making me put away my desire to buy it.I really want a doll, whether it is a gift from a friend or someone I like, I will be very happy, just like the dream I am holding, when I hold it, I will think of it and think of what he gave me. .

If you have someone you like, and she/he is not allergic to dolls, then give the other person a doll, so that he/she can think of you when holding the doll, and feel that you pass on to her/ His heart.

We went shopping in the morning, had dinner, and in the afternoon we went to the library. Yes, we went to the library to play.

Standing in the library and smelling the fragrance of books, I can only see rows of bookshelves and rows of books on the bookshelves. I am in a good mood, or very good.I consider myself a person who loves books, and I also hope that my partner, my future partner, can allow me to love books. I don’t expect the other party to like the same things as me, but I hope that he can make me like them something that i like.

The blind date arranged by my family before made me very painful, and there is also a reason for this.

Ask what the other person likes to do? "watch TV".

Do you have any hobbies besides watching TV? "sleep."

I have nothing to say: "..."

I don't expect all of them to have the same hobbies, as long as they have a little common language, this kind of type that doesn't match my personality at all, I can't stand it if they force me to get along with each other.

Therefore, I am very happy that he can accompany me to the bookstore. I don't expect him to read books with me. As long as the other party can accompany me quietly, this is a happy thing.

So far, I can still get along with him. If it is really good and I can pass the test of my family, it is actually not bad to marry him, I thought to myself.

I took a book and sat down, he was sitting next to me, I was reading a book, he was playing his galgame beside me, the surrounding was very quiet, only the slight sound of flipping the book could be heard, and occasionally there would be a small voice , this place is like heaven to me.My world is where there are books, and I almost groan|groaned in comfort.

Speaking of it, there is another episode. When he and I walked into the library with a dream, we were almost stopped by the staff, until I took the dream out of the bag and held it in my arms, and was about to stop us. The staff member suddenly realized: "So it's a fake doll?"

"Yes." I replied with a smile, and it was only after hearing what the staff said that I realized that she turned her dream into a pet dog.

"Your Japanese has not improved." He asked me in a low voice.

"I have always said that I want to study, but I am always hooked by novels." I answered him in a good mood.

He seemed rather speechless, but he was not surprised, "I have the types of games you like to play in my PSP, but they are not in Chinese."

Huh?Does he mean that I want to learn Japanese to play?

"What's there?" I approached him curiously and asked.

"Sister Control Game." He glanced at me calmly and answered me.

When the words "Sister Control Game" came out of his mouth, I couldn't control my fury. Did he do it on purpose?Or is it that he really knows everything about me?

"Want to play, O-Ni-chan~"

"...Yes." I pressed his arm, my heart galloped, my God, how did he know?Except for myself, logically speaking, no one would know that I like to play this kind of younger sister raising game.

"It's brother control again, and sister control again." He was not at all surprised by the excitement in my heart under my seemingly calm appearance, but he teased me again.

I am brother control, I admit it.But my cute brother can’t exist in the real world. My cute brother is Two-dimensional, and my sister is two-dimensional. She is soft and obedient, and she will sweetly call me "Oni" sister.

Cover your face~roll~roll around~ My sister is so cute, sweetly calling me "Oni" or something?Don't poke me, let me continue to love each other with soft girls, roll around ~ who pokes my face.

"Calm down, you're in the library now." The culprit who poked my face with a finger said, pointing at me.

Well, I patted my cheeks and tried to dispel the fantasy in my mind. Two-dimensional is so beautiful, even such a younger sister only exists in that world. It’s not sister control”, yes, I am, the kind of sister I want, decisively only exists in Two-dimensional, how beautiful~

There are also elder brothers, the kind of elder brothers who love and take care of younger sisters, do they exist in reality?Even if there is, it will change with time.How many brothers and sisters who were once very close, tore each other for their own interests when they grew up. At that time, they could not remember that the other party was their relatives, but only remembered that the other party harmed their own interests.

I love Two-dimensional, I love Two-dimensional that won’t change, they’re illusory, they won’t change, Two-dimensional your idol won’t gossip, won’t fade, Two-dimensional brother won’t show up Suddenly sober and no longer in sister control, the younger sister in Two-dimensional is always small and cute, and the male god in Two-dimensional will always exist.

It is them, these people who exist in another world accompany me and grow up with me, until I die of old age, their smiles will not change and will not fade.

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This meeting will come to an end.

I couldn't help but write a fate romance as compensation, reborn as Sakura Matou, the article will be published tomorrow at 12 o'clock, if you are interested, you can bookmark my column first and wait for the article to open.