Ordinary daily love with knotweed

I sorted out my clothes and rolled out the bicycle that I hadn’t used for a long time. Now that I think about it, it was three years ago that I rode a bicycle last time, but I am very confident in myself. not fat.

By the way, Yurendo is here?

"Yuhito, how much do you weigh?" I asked Yuren while checking whether the bicycle was usable.

Youruto scratched his hair and proudly said: "83 kg!"

I almost fell to the ground with disbelief on my face, how much, how much? !

83 kg? !

My lord mother, is he kidding me?

I swallowed hard, Hisuhito was so heavy, I looked at Hisuhito carefully, he looked very thin, with long hands and long legs, I never imagined that he would weigh 83 kilograms.

No, no, I squatted down, looked at the ants in a daze, and thought carefully. His body was hard when he was carrying me, not soft at all, and he was only 15 years old and he was 173cm. He looked like a sporty boy, but in fact He is also an athletic boy, is he full of muscles?

I pinched Yourohito's arm, it was hard and couldn't be pinched, and I poked his back again, which was also fat-free. I didn't give up, and then poked his calf, it was dry and couldn't be poked.

I have a dazed expression, just squatting on the ground doubting my life, I am shorter than Youruhito, only half of Hisuto's weight, can I really impress Youruhito?

I started to doubt myself.

But how can high school students love without bicycles?

I decided to give it a try first, but if it didn't work, I asked Youren to drive me.

Obviously the side carrying people is more handsome, alas.

I stepped on the ground and looked at Youren expectantly. His face showed embarrassment, he hesitated, and didn't want to get in the car.

"Hurry up, let's go play." I hurriedly urged Youren to get in the car quickly.

Hisohito looked at me and my bicycle again, shook his head, no longer hesitated before, and firmly refused.

"Why? Don't you want to hang out with me?" I tilted my head, puzzled.

Youruto pointed to my bicycle: "No, don't you think it's wrong to have it there?"

I looked down at my beloved bike and there was nothing wrong with it.

Seeing that I didn't understand what I said, Youren sighed, walked forward silently, and stretched out his hand to compare the height difference between the two of us.

"I know you are taller than me." I slapped his hand open. To be honest, I am only 158cm now. Although I drink milk every day, I don't know if I can grow taller.

Youruto laughed, raised his hand to press my head, easily suppressed me, and said heartily: "Yaya's bicycle is too short, I can't sit on it."

what? !

Damn, it's so tall!

I looked at the bicycle next to me again. Indeed, it was bought by my father for me when I just entered junior high school. I haven’t grown much in the past few years, and the height of the bicycle is still suitable for me, but it’s not for Youruhito, my beloved The bicycle can't fit him.

How could this be?

My well-prepared event is going to be ruined because of this, I can't accept it at all!

……

We gave up my beloved bicycle and were going to rent one suitable for traveling. I looked at the dazzling array of bicycles in front of me and felt that none of them could match my heart.

My little bike is the best!

The clerk pushed a bike that I couldn't accept at all. It was too high and exceeded my waistline, and I couldn't step on the ground when I rode it.

Youren looked at me with an encouraging face, the clerk was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that he was eager to sell me.

I rode on this bicycle with a forced face and a smile, laughing to death, but not completely laughing to death, and it was exactly as I thought, and I couldn't step on the ground at all.

I looked at Youren resentfully, the resentment behind me was almost condensed into substance, Youren suddenly made a grabbing movement from behind me, what's going on.

Hishito approached me mysteriously, and said in a very low voice, "A curse spirit was born from Ayaya's resentment just now, and I caught it."

He held the air with five fingers and raised it at me.

? !

I was startled, and my gaze involuntarily shifted to Yuren's hand, but there was nothing there. Was the birth of the curse spirit so fast? !It's child's play.

I tentatively poked the air with my fingers, but I didn't feel it at all. I looked suspiciously at Youruhito with an upright face: "Is there really?"

"It really is." Youren said seriously, in view of his good credit, I didn't question it again, but looked at Youren's empty palm curiously.

I really can't see anything. This is some kind of game that only certain people can participate in. Smart people see the emperor's new clothes, and people with magic power see the emperor's new spell.

The difference is that the former does not exist and the latter does.

"It's so amazing, this curse spirit can be sent to the research institute. If we can study their survival mechanism, can we create another kind of science?" I asked whimsically.

"Idiot, I lied to you, the curse spirit is so easy to be born." When Yuren saw that I really believed it, he showed a silly smile, "I was just talking casually, I didn't expect you to really believe it." expression.

My smile faded away, I looked at the mischievous guy in front of me, and gave him a hard chestnut.

"Come on!" I ditched the bike that almost reached my shoulder line and got on a bike that was more in line with my height.

Youroto huddled behind the seat aggrievedly, there was no place to put his feet, he lifted it up high, and touched the bottom when he was a little lower, his whole posture became very twisted, I pedaled hard in front with all my strength, With a ferocious face, a fresh and romantic bicycle trip abruptly turned into an old man pulling three rounds.

I kick...

I push hard...why can't I push...

Panting, I turned around and found that Youren put his foot down at some point, and the automatic foot brake was very good and very environmentally friendly.

"You...you come and ride, I can't ride anymore..." I simply stopped, let Youren switch to the front, and sat in the back by myself.

With my hands on my knees, I really couldn't do it, riding a bike with a person twice my weight for so long, I admire myself.

Unlike my slow, snail-like speed, Youruto was very relaxed, and his movement speed was as fast as lightning, and he rode the bicycle out of the motorcycle posture abruptly.

I was sitting on the back seat, with my hands tightly wrapped around Yuren's waist, I was in no mood to care about the hair all over my face, I was so stupid, really, what kind of courage made me think that a couple was riding Bicycles are romantic.

Have I forgotten that Youren is a fierce man who can run from the urban area to the suburbs with just two legs, and who can make me unable to see the surrounding environment clearly. Now that I have changed to a bicycle, wouldn't it be like a tiger with wings added, like a thunderbolt, like a thunderbolt?

My brain seems to be a little broken.

Sure enough, romance can be seen in idol dramas, and there is no need to practice it in real life. Goodbye, my girlish heart.

We rode from the urban area to the suburbs, Yuren stopped by the sea and said to me proudly: "You are riding too slowly!"

Numbly, I pulled down the hair that was all over my face, showing a deadpan (?) smile.

Next time I will ride a bicycle with Knotweed Yuren and I will be a dog!

I, Aya Huakaiin, jumped from here. In the Dead Sea, I will never ride a bicycle with Yuzu Yujin again!

I looked at Youren who was still refreshed in front of me, I was angry from my heart for a moment, and the fire was born from my gallbladder, I jumped up and held down Youren's head, rubbing the dog's head angrily.jpg

Yourhito yelled and quickly ran away, so we fought again!

Afterwards, both parties went home with messy hair.