Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

Seeing Suzumiya Yuo's angry look, Liu Sir's face became confused and he tentatively spoke.

"What's wrong?"

"No! It's nothing, I just thought of some garbage!"

Suzumiya Yuo shook her hands and threw away her irritable mood. She didn't want to let a scumbag affect her good mood.

"Okay, I won't disturb you from get off work. Please take good care of Yuna from now on. Bye~"

After finishing speaking, Suzumiya Yuo crossed Sir Liu and slowly walked towards the stairs. The white light of the corridor illuminated the corridor. The stairs were at the corner at the end of the road.

Watching Yuu Suzumiya leave, Liu Sir rubbed his eyes to wake up some slight sleepiness.

He turned around and looked at the closed office, took out the key and locked the door, then turned around and walked in the same direction as Suzumiya Yuo.

The dark night blocked the blue sky, and Sir Liu walked alone on the deserted Treson Trail.

The days of snow are getting closer and closer, and Christmas is coming. Although China does not celebrate Christmas, Christmas is still a very important holiday for Japan.

At this time, Lao Zhang and Xiao Jiezi should go back to their dormitories to sleep. They might as well go out and buy some instant noodles from the 24-hour store to solve the problem.

As soon as he thought of it, Sir Liu changed direction and walked towards Treson's door.

Miura dormitory.

The desert hero helped Mi Yu wipe her body with a wet towel and then helped her put on the blue pajamas with a little magician riding a broom printed on them.

Mi Yu sat in front of the desk with her eyes closed. On the table was the blue rose she usually wore on her head.

The desert hero stood behind her, holding a red hair dryer and turning on the hot air to help Mi Yu dry her wet hair.

"I'm really sorry to trouble you...hero..."

"It's okay Mi Yu, I'll help you go to bed later and have a good rest."

As the desert hero spoke, he lifted up Mi Yu's long black hair and blew it into thin strands.

"Um."

Mi Yu nodded obediently like a child. This scene was completely opposite in the Lidong dormitory on the other side.

"Ulala! Don't move!"

The emperor had already pushed the restless Ulala back to the chair. At this time, Ulala was not wearing her pink headband and hairband.

Therefore, her pink hair is let down, which will give people a different sense of beauty when viewed from the back.

But judging from the silly expression on the front, it makes people feel that this is someone's child who ran away.

"Dede, dede, dede! Let me tell you, Mimi is really pitiful. She has been wearing a cane all day today...it's so troublesome to walk! And her feet hurt from time to time..."

"When Ulala was training today, Mimi had to watch Ulala train because of her fracture..."

Emperor Guanghui ignored Wu Lala's words. Although she was not very familiar with Mi Yu, she felt sad for her.

But how could the proud emperor express her empathy on her face? She just helped Ulala dry her hair and then spoke to Ulala.

"Then Ulala, please spend more time with Miyu during this period and don't leave her alone! Miyu will be much better."

After hearing the emperor's glorious words, Ulala turned her head suddenly.

"Really!"

"Turn your head back! I haven't finished blowing yet..."

As Emperor Guanghui spoke, he turned Urala's head back and continued to blow her pink hair.

"Do you think [first-class] me would be wrong in what I say?"

"will not!"

"Hmph~ That's not bad."

Convenience store

"Thank you for 120 yen."

Sir Liu took out his mobile phone and paid the amount and gestured to the clerk in green overalls.

"Okay, welcome to visit next time."

Sir Liu walked out of the convenience store with cup noodles, and the automatic door of the convenience store slowly closed as he left.

The clerk stood there, looked around and saw no one around, and sighed.

"The night shift is so annoying..."

Although working at night is annoying, the money for night shift is more than during the day, so the clerk only complained a few times. This can be regarded as his rebellion against life.

Sir Liu looked at the tom yum soup-flavored instant noodles in his hand and then threw it into the air and caught it with both hands.

After throwing it back and forth several times, he tried to throw it with one hand, but this time he failed to catch it and fell to the ground.

After picking up the instant noodles on the ground, Sir Liu didn't waste his time going home by throwing things around. He looked around at Tokyo, which looked prosperous in the dark night.

Ok…

He took out the Bluetooth headset in his bag, connected it to his phone, and clicked on NetEase Cloud Music. A cover of "City in the Sky" by Geng Shisan echoed in his ears.

Plane flies across the sky

Castle in the Sky

We at dusk under the fallen leaves

Listening to the familiar tune and unfamiliar vocals, Sir Liu felt a little emotional.

No matter how many covers I listen to, it never sounds that cool.

Also, if everyone can sing the taste, then Brother Bi will no longer be Brother Bi.

Since 19, the official has not figured out what happened to me. We just hope that our NJ citizen, Mr. Li, will return soon.

Recalling the NJ citizen whom he heard in his folk ballad career in the past years, Sir Liu was filled with emotions, but in the end he could only turn into a wisp of white smoke and dissipate in the air with a burst of fire.

The same goes for my grandpa, who was not in good health to begin with, but ended up not being able to survive this winter because of a new virus.

To be realistic, Sir Liu was not too sad about the death of his grandpa. Grandpa left very few footprints in his life.

He could also basically only see his great-grandfather when he was visiting relatives when he was a child.

The two of them had no feelings at all, and their feelings were only due to their slight blood relationship and occasional meetings.

Maybe I am too ruthless...

Another wisp of white smoke drifted across the sky, yes, he started smoking again.

Hong Kong Island Sister

The sweet love we had

tearing me apart like crazy

The city in the sky is crying

I can’t go back this New Year, so I’ll just spend it in Japan…

Recalling a few familiar and affectionate faces, a sense of desolation as a stranger in a foreign land surged into Sir Liu's heart.

How should I put it, although this is not the first time that I have not been at home to celebrate the New Year, I still feel a little sad every time I think about the bustle of my home and the only person missing is me.

I'm sorry...Mom, Uncle Zhang...Grandpa and grandma, I can't come back to stay with you.

I just hope that they will not think of themselves falling into the same uncomfortable mood as me during the happy hour of the annual dinner.

After all, the feeling that brings to oneself is what makes one feel the most guilty.

Another puff of white smoke entered the lungs. The heavy feeling in the chest expressed the body's resistance, but the relief in the heart confirmed Liu Sir's behavior.

In fact, I am not as good as the big brother in Mi Yu's favorite fairy tale, and I am just a loser who uses tobacco to numb himself to escape reality.

The romantic and melancholy "Castle in the Sky" playing in the headphones is no longer suitable for his current state of mind. Sir Liu knows very well that he needs to vent now.

He is too lazy to confide all his gloomy emotions and thoughts to anyone. Rather than letting others carry the negative energy that surrounds his body, he prefers to slowly internalize all the unhappiness in his heart.