Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

"That's why I hate going out."

The more you go out, the more you feel the prosperity that does not belong to you, and the more empty you feel inside.

There was still some beer left in the refrigerator, regardless of whether he was an adult or not, Xiaosan opened the beer and poured it into his own mouth.

The slightly astringent taste, mixed with the loneliness in his heart, actually made Xiaosan calm down a lot.

"Go play a game."

Xiaosan, who was almost calm, suddenly remembered that he seemed to have some unfinished tasks in the game, and today he was planning to use it to level up.

After returning to the room, some incomprehensible words came from Xiaosan's room again.

"Nurse, are you disabled? Or did rice spill on the keyboard, and the chicken was playing?"

"Shield, did you forget your hatred skill at home? I can OT with a normal output?"

"Go ahead, go up and output!"

"You are so blind, so big a roll call is on your head, you rush into the crowd? I killed your mother!"

Immediately afterwards there was a 'bang' sound, and everything returned to silence.

Xiaosan calmly picked up his mouse that accidentally 'dropped' on the ground, looked at the broken shell, and silently threw it into the trash can.

"Go to sleep."

No.60 four just go to school

early morning.

Xiaosan woke up a little earlier than usual, woke up from his bed of less than [-] square meters, then put on his slippers of less than [-] yen, and left his room.

Maybe it was the game before going to bed last night, which was too clear-headed. Xiaosan didn't get a good night's sleep the whole night, feeling like he was just lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Until the sky outside the window was bright, Xiao San also gave up his plan to continue lying on the bed, and got up early.

First, I went to drain the water, then washed up, cleaned up my personal hygiene, and then went back to the living room to pour myself a glass of water.

Sitting quietly in the living room, the dim morning light reflected in the living room through the window, there is a feeling of loneliness, making Xiaosan feel like a person in the paintings of those literary magazines.

But soon he chuckled lightly, feeling childish for his boring thoughts.

"Alone, there is still some time before school, breakfast... I don't feel very hungry."

Although he didn't feel tired physically, but mentally tired, Xiaosan didn't really want to prepare today's lunch when he was sitting in the living room. When the time came, he would go directly to the convenience store to buy some bread at school.

Sitting on the sofa, Xiaosan, when he was thinking about his lunch at noon, also thought of something more important today.

"The person who took the photo said they wanted to meet after school?"

Speaking of which, I just said goodbye to Tokihara-senpai yesterday, but if I look at it now, I may have to ask for leave for today's club activities.

The meeting place was the activity room of the Astronomical Club, and Xiaosan didn't know anything about the Astronomical Club.

"We can only wait until we are in the school, and then ask for relevant information, to see if we can find any useful information?"

Standing up from the living room, he returned to his room, glanced at the time on the alarm clock, and confirmed that there were still about three hours before school, Xiaosan, who felt his brain was exhausted, fell down on the bed again.

"See if you can still fall asleep. It's good to lie down for half an hour. Otherwise, if you fall asleep in class after school, it will affect your image too much."

As he has always been a good student in the class, if he falls asleep during class, and maybe even drools because of it, it will be a big blow to his image.

Xiaosan, who pays attention to his own image in the eyes of outsiders, absolutely cannot bear this kind of situation.

Xiaosan, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, breathed evenly not long after he closed his eyes...he fell asleep.

On the tram, Gui Yanye looked at Xiaosan's messy hair with a weird expression.

In her impression, Xiaosan has always been the kind of person who attaches great importance to his own image. From the first meeting, he has always been the type who takes care of himself very well, but today, it seems a little different .

"Xiaosan, please sit here?"

The person sitting next to Gui Yanye just got off the bus, and there are not too many people on the tram at the moment, and there are rarely empty seats.

Facing Gui Yanye's invitation, Xiaosan glanced around, nodded slightly, and sat beside the girl.

However, not long after Xiaosan sat down, he noticed the girl's gaze, which seemed to be looking at him all the time.

"What's wrong, Yan Ye?"

"Well, Xiaosan, your...hair."

The girl pointed her own long dark hair, and gestured towards Xiaosan, wanting to express something, Xiaosan was a little confused, stretched out his hand and gently scratched his hair.

Xiaosan felt that his hair was a little fluffy, and his eyes were a little confused.

Gui Yanye looked at Xiaosan who didn't seem to understand what he meant, and was a little dumb, then took out his own small mirror from his schoolbag, and handed it to Xiaosan.

Taking the mirror that Gui Yanye handed to him, Xiaosan took a look at himself in the glasses, then noticed his fluffy and curly long hair, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Uh, I got up a little flustered this morning and forgot to comb my hair..."

Stretching out his fingers to gently pinch his clump of curled hair, Xiao San gave a helpless wry smile, never thinking that he would fall asleep so easily after lying on the bed.

He woke up because of the alarm clock he set, if it wasn't for the alarm clock, maybe he is still sleeping soundly in his own home.

After hearing Xiao San's words, Gui Yanye was not too surprised. From Xiao San's tired expression, she could roughly guess some of Xiao San's situation, but she didn't ask.