"Net King" when Sanada is in love

Hanawa Akira and Hanawa Misuke had already served dinner, Chiyo got up from the sofa and asked Sanada to sit down.

Hanawa's father thoughtfully prepared Japanese food, in fact Misaki also prefers this; the atmosphere at the dinner table is harmonious.

Because of the relationship between Chiyo and Grandpa Sanada, the relationship between Sanada and Hanawa's elders is much more natural.

It was nothing more than greetings about Sanada's family, Hanawa's father and Sanada chatted a few words about tennis, the whole room did not mention Misaki and Sanada's affairs at all, almost transparent presence at the dinner table, Let Hualun be both happy and heartbroken.

In short, Hanawa thought that under her supervision, the dinner ended peacefully.

"Sanada-kun, I'll take you downstairs!" Seeing that Sanada had already changed his shoes at the entrance and stepped out of the room, Misaki hurriedly put down the water glass in her hand, hurriedly stepped on a pair of sandals, and slammed the door behind her with her backhand.

Sanada has long been accustomed to her bluffing, he graciously waited for Hanawa to bend down to buckle the shoelaces, and the two entered the elevator together.

Hualun followed him out of the apartment gate and walked to the gate of the community.

"It's all right here, let's go back."

"Well, Sanada-kun," Hanawa stood on the spot, "You know there will be a bonfire party for the Unabara Festival tomorrow night." Putting her hands behind her back, Hanawa's eyes were shining brightly, looking forward to twinkling in them .

After being reminded by Hanawa, Sanada remembered it, and he nodded slightly as an answer.

Sanada never cared about these things. The bonfire party at the Unabara Festival...was endowed with romantic meanings by the girls in the school. Whenever this time came, their girlish feelings would explode like never before. Usually, they only dared to silently stare at themselves from a distance. A shy girl like him will go on and on and muster up the courage to confess her love to him.

But in the end, without exception, it will be rejected.

"Hana-kun, don't look at me like that, I won't do anything to you."

"Hehe~ Where are you thinking of? It's not that you do anything to me, but I have a big surprise for you, Sanada-kun~"

Sanada tried to use a more innovative vocabulary to describe his mood at the moment, and soon he found that the unpredictable and complex psychological effects of the flower wheel on him were far beyond his comprehension.

So with the optimism and samurai creed that soldiers come to cover up, Sanada muttered, "Understood, is there anything else?"

"Of course, the girls at the bonfire party will all dress up beautifully~ I have a lot of beautiful skirts, what color do Sanada-kun like me to wear?"

"Do I have to answer this vapid question?"

Misaki raised her chin, and said to herself: "Or... no matter what, I, Sanada-kun, like it? Sigh - people will be shy~"

"..." Hit the cotton with a fist, stole the chicken without losing the rice, and lifted the stone to hit his own foot. Sanada suddenly found that when he was fighting Hanawa, these words appeared in his mind most frequently.

"Sanada-kun's favorite colors are black and gray, why don't you wear a black skirt tomorrow." Hanawa thought.

"White." Sanada blurted out. In Sanada's heart, black and gray are subtle and deep colors, stable and deep. He simply thinks that these two colors don't match the extroverted flower wheel at all. They are combined together. , It feels too inconsistent.

"Sanada-kun also has a white dress complex~~ so innocent." Hanawa snickered, "I'm not boasting, I personally feel that wearing a white dress is very healing, my father and brother like me wearing white the most, and I will definitely let me wear it tomorrow. Feast your eyes on Sanada-kun!"

"You are really shameless."

"This is me~" Facing the evening breeze, the girl tilted her head and smiled, the light of the searchlight in the distance stagnated sparsely on Hualun's face, her clear and innocent smile instantly froze the air.

Sanada had to admit that the girl had a charming smile.

In his heart, he actually had the slightest anticipation for the "surprise" that Hualun said.

The elders of the Hanawa family have a lot of things to do every day. After a short stay in Kanagawa, Chiyo has to go back to the company for a meeting. Her sister is still studying abroad in the future, so she went back to school early; Akira Hanawa is a famous designer, Misaki’s favorite since childhood A gentle and dexterous father, but Hualun's father is busy with work, and he will go abroad immediately after meeting this time.

The apartment suddenly became empty.

Fortunately, Hanawa is used to short reunions and long separations, and there is a noisy elder brother Hanawa Misuke at home, so she doesn't feel lonely.

No wonder!

But now her focus is not on the topic of [Injury and Separation].

Quickly pressed the number of his friend Matsuda on the phone, and was about to call, but Matsuda called first.

"Little Cabbage~ We really have a tacit understanding! Hurry up..."

"Misaki, are you home now?"

"How do you know I'm going to invite you to my house?"

"Okay then, I'll be right over."

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Matsuda rushed into Hanawa's house with a blank expression.

The paralyzed face and swift action are the classic symptoms of Matsuda when he is nervous.

"What happened?" Hanawa asked half worried and half curious.Matsuda seemed to have suddenly recovered from his thoughts, and returned to his usual leisurely posture, "Why did you call me here?"

Pushing open the closet in the room, there was a row of white dresses of different styles hanging inside. "Which one should I wear for the bonfire party at the Haiyuan Festival?"

"Can't you harass me with another heavyweight question? Girl—girl—"

"Then, what is Matsuda-sama nervous about? It must be enough weight."

Matsuda Baicai rolled her eyes silently, picked up the transparent water bottle on Hanalun's bedside table, and took a big gulp into her mouth, "The middle ones and the last two, you suggest to have a look, I think it's very suitable you."

"Yes, Lord Cabbage."

Hanawa held up her skirt and compared it to the full-length mirror, and at the same time consulted Matsuda Baicai for her opinion. Matsuda gradually lost her mind from the concave shape of Hanawa, pouring water faster and more fiercely.

Matsuda didn't put the kettle down until there was no more dripping from the kettle, and stared at the mirror with his mouth puffed out depressedly, with heavy tangles hovering in his eyes.

"Master Cabbage, have you just escaped from the arid region?"

Whenever Matsuda has something on her mind, she will subconsciously pour water on herself. Judging by today's level, she is really entangled.

Although her friends always show her straightforward and strong side, Hanawa deeply understands that Matsuda is a person who is easy to think too much, and likes to swallow her thoughts.

"Misaki, I have decided to confess my love to Nioh tonight."

Hanawa's hand, which was about to comfort Matsuda, froze in mid-air, landing crisply than the skirt on her chest connected to the hanger.

In the next second, she quickly rushed to Matsuda's side, with an excited expression, "You are finally going to speak out! Come on, Bai Cai, I will always be your strongest backing!"

"... I'm really grateful, Miss Backing, it's fine if you don't make trouble..."

"I have good eyesight!" Hanawa curled her lips in dissatisfaction, "Are you ready for the confession line? Do you want me to assist? I think you should learn from my head start! Look now..."

Matsuda Fuzuo, why did she say it?Why?

"Leave me alone! Take care of your own business first... Don't choose this skirt, it's too long!"

The bonfire party has begun.

Under the dark sky, beside the grand bonfire in the campus, teenagers and girls shuttle back and forth, passing each other, their eyes full of bright shyness, trying to find their sweetheart in the dim lights.

Hosoda Iori searched for the sharp-edged boy in the crowd, and she politely rejected several boys who stopped her confession on the way.

I didn't see Sanada-kun, did he hide somewhere on the rooftop?She turned around melancholy, walked around a big tree, and leaned against the trunk sullenly.

When he looked up, he saw Sanada leaning against another tree not far away, half hidden in the night, half immersed in the dancing firelight.

The crowd searched for him thousands of times, and when I looked back, the man was in the dim light.

Hosoda couldn't help thinking of the ancient Chinese poems that his father loved to recite in his ear.

Just like this, the eyes are bright, suddenly enlightened, and the chest is full of moving feelings.

Sanada was about to leave when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the slim girl in white skirt, who was slowly approaching him with a shy smile.

He sighed inwardly.

"I've found you, Sanada-kun." Hosoda tilted his head playfully, but the palm behind his back was sweating a little because of nervousness.

"Can I dance with you, Sanada-kun."

"Sorry," Sanada said in a low voice, "I won't dance today."

"Sanada!" Hosoda Iori suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of Sanada's clothes. Why? , and it won’t be anyone else… right?”

Why ask such a humble question?Because I like you so much.

Please comfort me once, Sanada-kun.

"My business has nothing to do with you."

Hosoda's pupils dilated suddenly, and then she covered her face with her palms, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

Fool, he is Genichiro Sanada.

Sanada avoided the bonfire and walked against the crowd into a teaching building next to the square.

He went directly to the top floor, although it was the top floor, it was actually not that high, and from here he could take in the bustling scene of the square.

Hualun's message said to let herself come here and wait for her.

Sanada didn't expect that he would actually come to the rooftop just like that, waiting with the cool breeze blowing.

He is becoming more and more abnormal, and he is sober and messy.

Go back, it's so stupid.

Even so, Sanada's feet were still nailed to the spot, without any intention of leaving.

So slack!Genichiro Sanada.Sanada looked up at the sky in frustration.

The crisp footsteps of high heels hitting the stairs were getting closer, Sanada couldn't help but look towards the door, and slowly straightened up.

"Kang Dang." The door was pushed open, and the white skirt flew in.

The author has something to say: Since the real father and the little friend Hanawa are still in the pre-dating stage, the dinner can only be polite, but after the real father's status is confirmed, they will make up for the love of the two to meet their parents.

The bonfire party will broadcast small benefits~~~ Everyone, please look forward to the next chapter~~

Little angels who read the text~ I love you