Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

When they arrived at the station, Yan Ye and Xiaosan walked out of the carriage, and the remaining Ruyi looked at the two people's backs as they went away. After a long time, he sighed faintly, his eyes filled with inexplicable regret and hesitation.

After sending Yan Ye back home, Xiao San returned to his own home, changed his clothes, and went out again.

After he went out for a while, not long after, a familiar figure appeared in front of Xiaosan's apartment, hesitated at the door for a long time, then turned around and left slowly, without going in and ringing the doorbell.

Xiao San, who had already gone out, got on the tram, turned a few lines, and came to the coffee shop of 'Leblanc', at a familiar place, Xiao San opened the seat and sat down.

But this time, instead of sitting at the front desk, he sat in a relatively remote corner, which made the shopkeeper Sojiro Sakura, who was guarding the shop, suddenly show a troubled expression.

Looking at Xiaosan's posture, he looked like he was waiting for someone, and recalled the previous few times, his expression was extremely delicate.

"Waiting for someone here again?"

"Huh? That's it. Is there a Mocha?"

"What do you think?"

"Okay, it's still the same as before, the boss's special coffee."

"Tsk."

Sakura Sojiro didn't speak, although he was quite envious and jealous of Xiaosan's womanhood which was obviously different from ordinary people, but he still performed his job perfectly and made coffee.

Because he didn't know when Nanri Kazuko would come over, and thinking of the other party's identity as the director of the school, Xiaosan didn't think that the other party would have much free time, so he directly ordered coffee and prepared to wait slowly for the other party's arrival.

Although he already knows that this is where his classmates live, Xiaosan doesn’t think he has anything to avoid. It’s not the first time he’s here anyway. As long as the other party isn’t eavesdropping on his conversation, then Xiaosan doesn't care either.

"Your coffee."

Casually brought the coffee in front of Kosan, Sakura Sojiro went back behind the counter, continued to read the newspapers and magazines on it with a boring expression on his face.

Picking up the coffee, Xiaosan hesitated for a moment, but still added two cubes of sugar.

Although it is not that he cannot accept the bitter taste, but he is not the kind of coffee that insists on the original taste of coffee, he does not have that kind of pursuit.

Randomly picked up the sugar bowl on the side, scooped two cubes of sugar from it and added it to the coffee, Xiaosan adjusted it lightly, and took a sip.

"Well, it tastes good."

"laugh."

Sakura Sojiro, who was looking at Xiao San, noticed his movement, chuckled lightly, and said nothing, but the expression of dissatisfaction and disdain was almost beyond words.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, just looking at someone and feeling bored."

"Oh."

He didn't even argue with Sakura Sojiro, Xiaosan also knew how boring the other party's character was, not to say it was bad, but sometimes, he was just an annoying old man.

I like to care about some so-called places, which make people feel headaches, such as coffee.

Quietly drinking the coffee he ordered, Xiaosan sat in the shop waiting for the arrival of the other party, and at the same time became a little curious.

"Student Yugong, hasn't he come back yet?"

"Ah, that guy, he seems to have met someone recently, he will probably come back later, what can I do for him?"

"No, I'm just a little curious."

"Well, I thought you had something to do with him, after all, he's not a pretty girl either."

"..."

He didn't know what kind of image he was in the other party's heart, and he wanted to ask, but Xiaosan felt that he might get a very bad answer, so he still tightened his lips and didn't ask much.

After sitting in the coffee shop for about half an hour, Ren Amamiya returned to the shop with a boy whom Xiaosan didn't know, walked upstairs, and passed by Xiaosan's side, the two still nodded slightly, which was regarded as I said hello.

It wasn't until almost an hour later that Xiaosan drank almost two cups of coffee before Nanri and Zi slowly arrived at the agreed place.

Seeing another unknown woman full of charm, the shop owner Sojiro Sakura looked at Kosan with more subtle and profound eyes, and seemed to have more inexplicable hostility.

Nanri Kazuko looked at the menu, casually ordered a cup of coffee, and then set his eyes on Xiaosan who was sitting opposite her.

After not seeing each other for a while, Xiaosan didn't seem to have changed much, but compared to the last time they met, the momentum of tit-for-tat was less. Nanri Hezi's heart relaxed a little, and then he opened his mouth slowly.

"It seems that we haven't seen each other for a while, Mr. Qiuyue, see you this time, I hope it will be different from last time, and we can have a perfect solution."

"is it?"

Xiaosan, who had been staring at Nanri Hezi from the moment he entered the store, pursed his lips slightly, revealing a slight smile.

Under the pure white formal coat on the upper body is a white shirt, and a silver necklace is tied at the neckline, which falls into the V-shaped neckline. The fair and delicate skin makes Xiaosan's eyes stop for a while, and then slowly upstream, Looking at Nanri Hezi's calm expression, he wanted to see what the other party's solution was and how he planned to satisfy him.

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Chapter 15. That's not the case with apologies, be sincere!sincerity!

"So, I don't know Miss Nanri and Zi, how can we feel that we can be harmonious, no, we can reach a perfect consensus?"

Fingers tapped lightly on the smooth wooden table twice, eyes fell between his own, and saw the gray dust between the short nails, Xiaosan's brows could not help but frown slightly, and his lips twitched slightly , and did not express dissatisfaction too much, his eyes wandered around the table.

He was looking for something like a tissue to clean the stains between his nails.