"Net King" is not just a good friend

Chapter23.MarcLevy (Mark Levy)

To you "who have become adults":

In real life, the relationship between two people is built up gradually over time, just like we build a house, building up brick by brick. -Mark Levy "The Law"

I want to stay by your side all the time, to experience the most unexpected shower and the most dazzling sunshine in the world with you. (Reality)

Yushi Ninata seems to be placed in a huge and tightly designed situation, just waiting for the perfect plot to invite you into the urn.

Whether it was Eiji Ninzu who was looking at him in surprise at the table, or Kazumi Ninzu who was walking over with a face of confusion, and Erina Ninzu who was smiling triumphantly, the designer who was out.

At this moment, it was so quiet that only the echo of his knife falling on the dining table could be heard, and the faces with different expressions seemed to be waiting for an answer from him.

Soon, Eiji Ninzu's expression returned from surprise to thoughtful, and the deep Kansai accent was the first to express his opinion, "Yushi, tell me, what's going on? Erina's...dream?"

"Ahem..." Yushi Ninzu put his fist to his mouth and cleared his voice. He looked a bit embarrassed. This was the first time the family saw him like this. "I think my sister is not dreaming, but seeing me. ...you went out last night."

"Huh?" Shinozu Kazumi didn't know the previous smoke and smoke puzzle in the restaurant, "Yushi, where did you go so late?"

Renzu looked at the orange juice in the glass, thinking of the hands intertwined with him in the same arc of orange light in the morning, and the owner with those soft hands, the girl whose eyes would be filled with stars when she smiled.

He was pretty sure that girl would be with her every day of the rest of her life.

It is precisely because of this belief that he cares more than she does whether her existence is reasonable or sincere enough.

"To meet someone who is very important to me." Yushi Ninzu mentioned paying attention to the wording.

"It really is a girlfriend?" Eishi Ninzu knew the answer almost instantly.

"Yeah." Ninzu Yingshi looked at his son with very sincere and solemn eyes, without evading, "It's a girl I want to spend my whole life with, and I will marry her."

Ninzu Kazumi and Ninzu Erina did not expect the topic to be extended to such a big issue, Ninzu Kazumi was about to interrupt the conversation between their father and son, but Ninzu Eiji also took a very serious attitude, "Are you sure? "

"Very sure, Dad." Shinobushi replied immediately.

Although I don’t know why a normal breakfast eventually turned into a conversation about major life events, Ninzu Yushi finally has the feeling that it’s better to say it later than to say it sooner or later. Sooner or later, you have to be honest. Why not do it? Speaking of it, I have to thank you As for his elder sister, although she may just be holding the psychology of teasing herself.

After hearing his son's answer, Ninzu Eishi laughed very heartily, "I'm very happy that you met this person at this age. I know you value her very much. If she is ready, I will bring her to play at home." .”

***

Yawning with his schoolbag on his back, Shi Shi walked into the classroom lazily, with tears still in the corners of his eyes after yawning, and met Yushi Ninja who was standing in the front row negotiating class affairs with his classmates.

The students sitting in the front row of the classroom saw the monitor who was usually expressionless, and suddenly showed a smile to the back, bright and dazzling, and they have long been used to it. It must be Minoru Takeuchi who came to the classroom.

For them, Yushi Shinozu, who hadn't smiled much in three years of junior high school, had so many smiles because of Minoru Takeuchi, which was actually a good thing, eye-catching and happy.

Shi was still walking into the door slowly, when Qingtai who came rushing from behind gave her head a slap, her voice was out of breath, obviously she was running all the way with her schoolbag on her back, "what's the matter with you two, I haven't seen you for one night, think about it How are we single old people in a good mood!"

Shi really laughed unkindly, watching Qingtai carry her schoolbag to her desk, Qingtai continued to sigh, "Hey, why do I feel that I am a handsome young man, every time I look at You and Renzu, I feel like an old mother!"

Before Qingta had time to walk back to her seat, Ryuta Mitani at the front table turned her head and complained, "Then you have to go to the hospital to check whether your hormone composition is normal or not."

After finishing speaking, Qingtai hugged Kuanghammer, feeling the vigor of the morning rushing towards her face, and laughed more and more heartlessly.

From the corner of the eye, I caught sight of Renzu's serious arrangement of things, it's great, no one knows that she and him are in less than a few hours from now, only the two of them are together, and only the two of them know.

In fact, Haruta is right or wrong, not only can she and Yushi Ninzu cannot bear to see each other for a night, but they just want to breathe and exist in the space with each other's breath every second.

***

If you want to talk about the most troublesome courses, in fact, the brain-intensive mathematics courses will not be her first choice.

It's just sitting upright and well-behaved in a comfortable position and dazed for a class. As long as the teacher doesn't answer any questions by name, she calls it a pastime.

But Mr. Kawasaki in the class in front of me is obviously not such a fool. Mr. Kawasaki in the handicraft class has a love for handicrafts that is far beyond her imagination, not to mention that she regards this kind of activity as a A weird idea of ​​godlike purpose.

What do you say about "unity of body and mind" and "as long as one heart discards debris, all creation is possible"...Standing at the desk in the handicraft class, listening to her long speech with embarrassment, like a cult.

I sneaked a glance at other people, and found that everyone was in a similar state of mind, watching Kawasaki-sensei's one-act show alone.

Mr. Kawasaki wasted so much talk, and when he finally mobilized everyone to start the practical operation, most of the boys still chose to make cars and aircraft machinery, while the girls basically unanimously chose small animals that are easy to shape from wood, or some nonsensical simple things .

Every time I face manual work that needs to be composed in my mind and then put into practice, Shi's mind is blank.

Looking at Xiyuansi Li next to him, he couldn't wait, and hurriedly composed the picture on the white paper, "Little Li, what are you going to make?"

"Of course we are proud of it! The handsome regular members of the tennis club!" Xiyuan Temple said as a matter of course without raising his head.

This is probably the female power of the support club that is so strong no matter what time it is.

Thinking of this, Shi turned to look at Nakamura Haruta on the other side of her. With the crooked lines drawn on her hands, she couldn't guess what the prototype was, "Haruta, what are you going to make?"

"Hmm..." It was rare for Qing to look at her ingenious work with a serious face, "A drunk flower."

"Uh..." I don't know if I didn't hear clearly, or I didn't understand what Qingta said, so I reconfirmed, "What?"

This time, Qingta stopped the pen in her hand, but instead of looking at herself, her eyes jumped over her to look at the person on the other side, her expression was no longer the same as before, and seemed to be a bit competitive, "A flower is very intoxicated. anthomaniac."

Unexpectedly, the party that was obviously attacked was not as irritable as before, Xiyuan Temple accepted the provocation calmly, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Seeing Haruta who was also expressionless, she continued to pick up the brush.

It's because no matter how slow her nerve arc is, she can't fail to notice the strange atmosphere between her two friends.

"Yushi!" Ninzu heard a familiar voice behind him, hurried and a little coquettish, "Have you thought about what to make yet?"

Renzu looked at the sneaky ones coming through the classroom, panting and ran to the little girl next to him, and smiled, "Didn't you just say that you have to cultivate relationships with Qingta and the others in this class?"

Thinking back to the undercurrent just now, she pursed her lips and said, "Because... Xiaoli and Qingta seem to be a little bit wrong today..."

Hearing the words, he didn't ask any more, but the draft prototype on the table attracted Shi's attention, "Wow, are you going to do this?"

Although the draft has not been completely outlined, it can still be recognized, "Why do you make such a troublesome thing like a house?"

"I really want to try it once." The more challenges there are, the more interesting and meaningful, "Now, there is a reason to try."

I don’t know why I’m still studying the lines on the drawing, and I’m wondering if I can find some inspiration for what I want to make, and I don’t care what Renzu said, “You all have to challenge such a difficult one, what should I do? ?”

Shinozu touched the top of the little girl's head, and said with a light smile, "Sushi-kun just do what he likes to do."

"But as long as it's handmade, I won't be happy!" Shidu complained angrily.

"What do you want to do, I can help you." Finally waited for this sentence, he smiled cheaply, grabbed Ren Zuzu's arm and shook it, "Then let me think about it!"

In the following time, Shi kept the obedient level of mathematics, physics and chemistry courses, sitting quietly next to Renzu and watching him sketch his model one by one.

The house made by Shinozu is a duplex Japanese-style house with a long corridor connecting the indoor and outdoor.

If it is sunny in summer, open the windows and doors at night, and sit on the corridor to watch the Milky Way; if it rains in autumn, close the windows and doors, and watch the rainwater wash over the corridor eaves and knock out small puddles on the ground from the window; When it snows in winter, lie on the sofa in the house, drink tea and read a book, and fall into a deep sleep; when spring comes, open the windows and doors again, welcome the revival and enthusiasm of all things, and dance a dance.

I thought this was exciting enough, but the design inside the house is even more fascinating, let's find out.

The bookshelves in the study are large enough to hold each issue of comics, and there is a huge carpet on the floor where you can roll around at will.

Another space connected to the kitchen and dining room is equipped with tables and chairs specially designed for afternoon tea. The thick small wooden round table is surrounded by two lovely yellow soft sofas, and you can vaguely smell the coffee and coffee in the afternoon. Aroma of black tea.

……

With every stroke of Ren Zu's lifelike strokes, Shi Shi seems to have seen the real scene of the whole house in front of his eyes.

The long and languid afternoon sun shines through the doors and windows into every corner of the room, making the flying particles in the air crystal clear and transparent.

"Hey, Yushi." In the classroom in the afternoon, the girl looked at the boy's serious side face like a demon and called him to stop.

"Huh?" The young man was still drawing seriously, and replied softly.

"Will this be our future home?" Shi Shi looked fascinatedly at the boy's paintbrush that was still drawing lines, but after hearing his own question, the paintbrush in the boy's hand stopped suddenly, and Shi raised his eyes and met him with a smile s eyes.

"You hope it is, that is." Renzu said in a deep voice, joyful and hoarse.

Tobecontinued......