[Net King] Feeding rules for the pen male god

"I have a member who is known as a love strategist. It is rumored that he never touches his body among thousands of flowers. In fact, he is just a guy who likes romance novels. For a while, I have been listening to him teaching others what 'women are made of water' '..." Atobe sighed heavily, just as Qianzhi's tears fell drop by drop on the pen holder, shaking brightly under the lamp.

The rain hits the plantains.

"So when God created you, didn't he add more water?"

As soon as the voice fell, the tears fell down, beating his broken body at the moment.The face on the top of the head didn't make a sound even if it was crying, but it was like a faucet that couldn't be tightened tightly, with tears coming and going.He fidgeted and looked away, squeezed out the red eye circles and pale cheeks in his mind, and told himself, forget it, bear with it.

Yushi Ninzu, whose life was roughly summed up by a rumor before, probably broke his glasses when he saw this situation... Keigo Atobe actually endured a girl's sobs?The trace department? !

"Don't cry, it will increase the burden on your attention—hey, what about you, don't cry! Are your tears vibrating in simple harmony?"

... Keigo Atobe can comfort people?The trace department? !

Qianzhi was silent for a while, then raised her head and looked at him tearfully, "No, it's a pulse."

She laughed anyway, and finally spoke loudly enough to compete with him, with the cry of a young girl's grievance.She licked her lips, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and lowered her head to take out the super glue and tweezers from the drawer.

Atobe leaned back in disgust, "What are you doing—"

She picked up the incomplete pen holder from the table, her thick nasal voice overwhelmed the breathless sigh in her voice.

"Stop talking, save your energy and don't faint later. I want... to mend you!"

Atobe Keigo's heart skipped a beat.He could feel that energy was slowly gushing out of the wound, draining a little bit, but he didn't expect that the other party could also hear the clue from the slightly out-of-tone tone.

So he fell silent.

The room finally fell into the water-like night outside the window.The fluorescent lamp above his head crackled softly, Qianzhi rubbed his dry eyes, the tear stains were still stubbornly pawing his cheeks and refused to recede, his skin was sticky, with a layer of gentle dampness.

She can't fix pens, let alone fixing skills.Often the second piece was glued and the first piece fell off, and repeated for half an hour. She suddenly put the tools aside and opened the drawer again aggressively.When Atobe thought that this guy was finally about to give up his fearless efforts, he took out a tissue, squeezed out the usual soft inner liner, and stuffed it into the empty pen holder...

Finally, he used paint to cover the gaps in the superglue, and Qianzhi turned the pen to the light for a circle, slowly looking at it, his eyes lingering on the smooth as new surface, bloodshot weaving eyes, full of tenderness inside.

Exponential explosion.

This word jumped out from the bottom of Keigo Atobe's heart again.

Whether it's the hard work before and the tears that exploded all at once, or the success of keeping the clouds open and seeing the moonlight at this moment, the reward after suffering, the number one in ten thousand years, Atobe wants to describe all this exhaustively, but in the end, it is still Only word that comes to mind.

There is only this word.

It perfectly matches her persistence.

"My uncle thinks that you must be very ugly." He said slowly.

Qianzhi looked at him and smiled, his eyes lit up with flames, "You've recovered your speech!"

Atobe was stunned, let her pick him up with slanted eyebrows, gently put him on the table, and said childishly that was so good.

Then put their chins on their hands and look at each other like they did when they first met.

"I'm sorry just now... I was so excited. As an apology, I think I should also talk about it.

"Behind all your previous doubts, anger and confusion, there is a past that no one else knows.

"about me."

"I just entered Ice Emperor in high school. When I was six years old, I was studying in a public elementary school in Arakawa District. There was a little girl in my class. She was very outstanding among a group of brats who rolled mud and played house all day long. She went to and from school. The driver picks her up in a luxury car. Such a person is spoiled like a princess by the elders and teachers. She is withdrawn and not easy to get close to. She just sits in the corner with a book and reads. Therefore, the classmates don't like her.

"When we left school that day, everyone walked out of the school gate, but her driver hadn't arrived yet, so the little girl stood by the side of the road and waited, with a big schoolbag on her back. When we saw this picture from a distance, we were all surprised, as if Today, she had no one to pick her up, like a spoiled princess suddenly turned into a phoenix in distress, so a naughty child put down her schoolbag, ran up to play a prank, and stretched out her hand to tear off the rubber band on her braid.

"How can the little girl catch up with him? She stood there wiping her hair and said, give it back to me. I'm going to sue the teacher! But the boy stuck out his tongue at her and said you should sue, at worst, call the parents. But you live with your grandparents? Parents are divorced, no one will care about you!

"The little girl was stunned for a long time, and then she suddenly rushed in front of the boy with her schoolbag on her back. It was the first time I saw the little princess who was pampered and pampered on weekdays and became angry with embarrassment. Her face and eyes were red. The onlookers rushed forward and managed to separate the two of them.

"The driver of the little girl's house arrived and honked his horn at the other end of the road. He didn't see what was going on here, and told her to slow down and be careful. How could she listen? She turned around and ran in anger, pushing others away and rushing towards the road. The schoolbag was bouncing on his back.

"A van came over and didn't stop.

"In the end she slept under the wheel forever."

Qianzhi's eyes fell on the glass window. Under the tall buildings, the viaducts criss-cross each other, weaving a sea of ​​car lights.

"Later my story also began. In fact, there is nothing to say. It is more boring than the eight o'clock file. But because of some things, my parents divorced and reorganized their families. I can't live in either side, so I take it alone I rented a house with the money they gave me. Both of them probably felt guilty, and they had a surprisingly consistent position on the matter of going to higher education. They both decided to send me to the best ice emperor in Tokyo to make up for the trauma. But how can I study well? I was depressed, I didn’t even recognize the teacher’s face in the first semester, I made friends casually, and lived casually. Bad luck, bad luck, I didn’t meet the kind of hot face and cold ass, no matter what An enthusiastic person who rescues a girl who has lost her footing——if there is, it will be the eight o'clock time, so I have been muddled until today.

"The grades have plummeted. I didn't fall into the bottom because of my three-year foundation in junior high school, which also shows that my brain is not stupid. Although I have always been in the middle, my brain will go blank as soon as I stand up after being called. Obviously, the students in the entire classroom They all lowered their heads, but still felt that there were thousands of eyes piercing me, and the shining knife made a bloody hole. I could write my homework, but I was not interested in the big questions. If I couldn't, I went to the Internet to check the process. As for the person in the front seat Su Chuan——Atobe-kun, do you know, inertia. She is only proud of others, but arrogant to me. From buying lunch to being on duty, she pointed her nose and said that I was not allowed to pass her test results. At first, she got used to it, but now I lack confidence even if I want to rise up. I deserve it.

She spoke lightly, as if telling a story about someone else.

"I'm sorry, I said a lot of nonsense before, and what I said I should try my best to show you... It was just a whim and a whim. After all, I have never had anyone dictate my life like this in so many years, from eating to getting up, studying to interpersonal communication, taking advantage of it. I have to worry about the lack of gorgeousness when I go home by subway, and I have to complain about the boring TV series at [-] o’clock. I never knew before, did Keigo Atobe still order the attribute of □□?

"But...it's useless. I've left behind too much, not only the first year of high school, but also a lot of things that used to be alive. And my life now seems to be just circling on the Möbius ring , learn to compromise, become tactful, less like yourself..."Some people die at the age of 30, and are only buried at the age of 80", is this sentence referring to me? Chie Takeuchi who died at the age of 16 ?”

She changed the subject, and her tone was sharp, like a sharpened blade, piercing into her body.

Keigo Atobe's laughter suddenly came to mind in the room.

"But are you willing?"

"Eh?" Chie Takeuchi's indifference peeled off like chalk.

His tone was high-spirited, "My uncle said that since he has meddled in your affairs, then he will take care of it to the end—"

Qianzhi also finally recovered her expression, and chuckled, "You can't do it."

"But Chie Takeuchi," he called by name and surname, and there were all kinds of flavors in that call, but Chie only saw a boy standing in the beam of light, "You, you can do it."

The room was silent, every word of Atobe echoed slightly, vibrating in the air and surrounding her.

"How did you fall, how do you still get up. Don't say you can't do it. Let those people see it, and let me see it-Chie Takeuchi, don't you dare?"

She blinked, and blinked again.The eyelashes flutter up and down like a pair of wings with infinite possibilities.

However, he still couldn't resist the surging tears.

"dare."