Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

The homeroom teacher hurriedly came out to be a peacemaker: "Calm down, calm down, really, Meiqin will save a lot of travel expenses if she walks with us..."

The boy held the girl's hand, ignored the teachers' eyes, just glanced at the head teacher quietly, and then said, "To be honest, we are really not short of this money."

Then he pulled the girl who was flushed and almost got into the crack of the ground out of the office, her face turned cold: "I hate this kind of activities very much, everything will change in the group, it is entirely up to the individual whether to go or not." Freedom, but some people always like to use the collective to suppress others, the collective? Hey... a group of pigs who are used to captivity and blind obedience."

Miqin on the side kicked him funny, her big brown eyes were full of embarrassment: "The teacher is also thinking about my safety, you bad bastard - I have never seen Mazoro like you before..."

The boy was taken aback: "What does it look like?"

The girl kicked her little feet on the ground, lowered her head slightly, and said in a low voice, "You speak very handsome words...and that very, very handsome expression..."

The more he talked, the more flushed his face became, and Zhenxun hurriedly took her home, for fear that this guy would be so shy that he would spontaneously ignite if he continued like this.

The two hands are clasped together with ten fingers crossed, shoulder to shoulder, like a young couple, the sweetness almost blinds the eyes of passers-by.

Now, it's just a portrait, not a couple yet.

Because no one has confessed yet.

One didn't say "I love you to death".

The other didn't say "I hate you to death" either.

Are they like this a couple?

………………

"Brother, I heard!"

Before the trip to Europe, I went to Moriya Shrine.

Sanae seemed very angry: "I heard those teachers talking in private, brother, you are really shameless!"

The younger sister, who had gradually become a bit of a housekeeper, took off the withered and fallen leaves from his hair, and complained, "You actually contradicted the teacher face to face, saying that you have misbehaved."

The young man waved his hand indifferently: "I will leave this school in a year. Whatever they say, we will live our own lives in the future, and we will never communicate with each other."

Sanae stroked the long hair hanging down her ears, pouted her small mouth: "It's because of Mikoto..."

I only see you, but you only see others. This is the most helpless thing in the world.

"Little devil!"

Flicking her fingers on her smooth forehead, Zhenxun laughed a little: "What kind of vinegar are you eating?"

The girl blushed and covered her forehead and shouted, "I'm not jealous! I'm not!"

The two gods in the hall looked at each other helplessly and sighed.

"This is the rhythm of the pill, frog..."

"I'd appreciate it if you could call me by my first name formally, Hachi..."

"Hey!"

"Goddess Yasaka..."

The young man seemed to feel something, and glanced at the main hall, and then the two gods immediately shut up.

He suddenly laughed: "I always feel that the two gods there look like a pair of lovers..."

"certainly not!"

The two gods called out in unison. Although the voice was louder, no one else could hear it except Sanae, but for some reason, both Kanako and Suwako suppressed the voice.

The clearly justified denial turned into a vague murmur.

The brothers and sisters were strolling on a grass field outside the shrine, talking about some things, of course the most important thing was Sanae talking, and he was listening patiently.

It's all trivial things...

Aren't these small things what happens in the world every moment?

He liked this kind of peaceful life very much, and liked this kind of peace very much, until the girl handed him a book with a yellowed cover with a strange expression on her face.

Mahiro's eyes fell on this book and he never moved away.

There was an uncontrollable resistance in his heart, because he knew that if he opened this book, the ordinary life of the past ten years would end...

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Well, today's tenth update is completed and will continue tomorrow.

I'm such a mess!

Your rewards and knives?I've been looking forward to it all the time - shivering...

Chapter 128 Chapter 11 Eat you first, then eat - or eat together?Female physique or something...

He doesn't read Japanese literature very much, but he is very familiar with Haruki Murakami. Haruki Murakami created a word --- "Xiaozhenxing", which refers to small but real happiness.

Haruki Murakami said that there are so many little things in his life, such as buying freshly baked delicious bread, he stood in the kitchen while slicing with a knife while grabbing a corner of the bread, he could feel happiness at that moment; when alone , while listening to Brahms' chamber music, while gazing at the autumn afternoon sun and drawing the shadows of leaves on the white paper sash windows.

He said that a life without small fortunes is nothing but a dry desert.

This sentence left a deep impression on Zhenxun. He also likes this kind of small happiness very much. He is very happy every day. Hand, always pampering her in every possible way, will unconsciously compromise when she sees her angry, gets up and eats every morning under her urging, and then goes to school hand in hand—feeling like two elementary school students playing well Same.

What is happiness?

Cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and Ultraman fights little monsters.

For this reason, he, who usually seems taciturn, resists everything that would destroy this little happiness.

"Can I refuse?"

The boy who had been lingering in the shrine for a while took the book with an unfathomable expression, said goodbye to his sister, and went home immediately.

In the evening wind, the green-haired girl stood silent.

Suddenly, she felt inexplicably panicked.

"Master Kanako, what exactly did you give my brother?"

Yasaka Kanako was silent for a while, but suddenly said lightly, "It's just a little gift for the younger generation."

"I do not believe!"

The girl gritted her teeth: "You guys have always treasured that book, even I haven't touched it... You actually gave it to the eldest brother like this!"

"Don't worry, Sanae."

Suwako's voice was sweet, but with a hint of vicissitudes and fatigue: "We will not harm him, let alone you..."

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"God is so jealous of him..."

The girl who was reading in the morning was sitting on the big bluestone in the park, still wearing a light brown sweater, white tube socks, and small leather shoes.

The short brown hair is not conspicuous in the green park, but it left the deepest trace in his eyes.

"A quote that Helmholtz used to comment on Heinrich Rudolf Hertz. It is said that when he was in middle school, a famous mathematician suggested that he study mathematics on the grounds that he had never seen such a gifted student. "

"Later he learned Arabic, but the scholar who taught him Arabic only taught him for a few weeks and said, 'I have nothing more to teach him', and predicted that Hertz would become the greatest expert on Arabic culture."

"After Hertz became a master of physics, a master carpenter said with emotion, 'It's a pity, I have never seen such an excellent carpenter'..."

Meiqin gently put down the book, looked at the sky, her eyes were full of longing: "It's a pity that this great man died young..."

"It's a pity, such a good weather, rare leisure time, I still want to accompany you to study here."

The boy stood behind her and sighed helplessly: "Don't tell me that I have to spend the whole day like this."

"of course not!"

Misaka Mikoto turned her head, the pink hairpin made her face even more charming, the girl looked back and smiled: "Just in the morning, how about—"

The originally slightly coquettish voice suddenly got stuck in his throat.

It was really strange to follow her gaze down, to look at his hand, and look at the old book with a yellowed cover.

"what happened?"

Misaka Mikoto looked away, her expression as usual: "This, what is it?"

"Oh, it's a book in Sanae's house. It seems to have something to do with divination."

Sitting down on the big blue stone, Zhenxun is next to the girl, smelling the deodorant that satisfies him the most, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Divination..."

Misaka Mikoto, who likes physics, said that she is not interested at all. The prediction of the future is indeed too bizarre. Although it makes sense in quantum theory, it is just a theory.

But Mikoto's expression was indeed not very good.

She doesn't seem to like Zhen Xun to read this kind of book very much.

Sliding fingers gently on the yellowed cover, feeling the rough texture on it, he smiled: "It seems that this book is quite old."

Turning to the first page, there is actually a line of Chinese characters on it.

"There is a strange weapon, it is the birth of all phenomena, the gossip Jiazi, the magic machine and the ghost hidden!"

Each of the sixteen characters written with a brush is so wild and unrestrained, but the rigorous rules can be seen in the messy cursive script.

This is not what Zhen Xun paid attention to, his eyes were slightly lost in thought, allowing these familiar gestures to enter his eyes, and then exploded in his mind.

The sixteen characters fluctuated in my mind, and eventually turned into eight other Chinese characters.

"The way to observe the sky, the way to follow the sky."

………………

The boy and girl who had been reading all morning went to Mikoto's house for lunch.

Miqin... how should I put it, the housework is pretty good, she can keep things in order at home by herself, and she can cook good meals.

"I've always thought that a girl called Mikoto should be more difficult with these things."

Zhen Xun, who was thinking about it, stretched, and the girl came out wearing her favorite frog slippers, and came out with food: "I didn't go shopping for ingredients today, so I'll make do with it a little bit."

"Um……"