[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

Zhu Li, the god, is falling into a somewhat indescribable confusion at the moment.

If I have to use one sentence to describe it, that is: about my new friend, the man in brackets holding my hand, how can I withdraw my hand without hurting our friendship.

The black-haired boy looked down at his fingers wrapped in the man's palm, and then raised his head to look at the side face of the brown-haired young man as if nothing had happened, hesitating to speak.

Originally it was just a temporary help, but who would have thought that Zhongyuan Zhong was also holding Zhu Li's hand, and after pulling him up, he didn't intend to let go.

At the beginning, Zhu Li was busy operating the compass and didn't pay attention to it, until he accidentally found a few old people looking at their direction, and said with a smile, "it's nice to be young".

kindness?What's so good about being young?

Zhu Li followed the old man's eyes and lowered his head in doubt, only then did he see his and Zhong Yuan's tightly holding hands.

"..."

Is this how people of the same sex in big cities get along with each other...

Or is this actually a local custom in Yokohama?A unique form of friendship between men?

The two of them are connected hand in hand and heart to heart forever... If this is the case, it would be impolite to withdraw your hand rashly...

but……

but……

Zhu Li stared at the hands they held, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

But his palms are really itchy!I really want to catch it! !

Think-scratch-itch!

The young man struggled to maintain the expression on his face, shouting crazily in his heart, even the compass with his left hand used to guide the way, was flawlessly distracted.

Itching is something like this sometimes, the more you can't catch it, the more you care about it, it's like a small bug flew into the palm of your hand, crawling back and forth, making your scalp numb.

Just... pull out your hand a little bit... you probably won't notice...

Shenshang Zhuli looked sideways quietly, glanced at Chuya Nakahara, who was half a step ahead of him, and saw that the other party seemed to be leading the way seriously, he relaxed, and tentatively withdrew his hand——

However, as soon as Zhu Li made a move, he felt the palm of his hand tightened suddenly, and Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his face, "What's wrong?"

"Eh? Ah, that... hand—"

I didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so fast, just like I've been paying attention secretly.Zhu Li quickly calmed down after a short period of panic, and was about to say that he didn't need to hold hands——

"What happened to the hand?"

The suspicious tone of the ocher-haired youth sounded.

"Hands don't—" the god Zhu Li said halfway, when he raised his eyes, he looked into the cobalt blue eyes of the young man.

Nakahara Chuya's expression was focused and his eyes were downcast. He couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to it or feeling the pressure. His eyes fell on Zhu Li's face.

"No, don't let go! Please continue to hold on! My, my feet are numb..."

Wait, what is he talking about?

Zhu Li was stunned, and his face was filled with the blankness of "what's going on", "what am I talking about", "why am I suddenly speaking out loud when I clearly want to refuse".

"yes."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised the corners of his lips, and there was evil intention hidden in his gentle tone, "Then walk slowly, you know the destination, so don't be in a hurry."

"... Oh." Shenshang Zhuli responded with internal injuries.

As a result, not only did I not take my hand back, but it also prolongs the time I can't scratch it!

Shenshang Zhuli was hit hard, and began to think about what was wrong with him, why he couldn't say no to Chuya!

too weird!

This is so weird!

If it weren't for the identity of the witch, which prevented the occurrence of "evil spirits", Zhu Li wanted to give himself a "evil neighbor retreat".

Zhu Li, who has zero love experience, has fallen into the confusion of youth. With his big face, it is simply a silly human comedy.

In contrast, another reliable adult male has learned his lesson and even worked out a set of Tianke with the intuition of a beast.

Seeing this glaring gap really made me cry when I saw it and smelled it.

But the big monsters in Dajiangshan are more reliable.

As long as it is a little bit reliable in this respect, it will not be so disparate.

The two held hands and walked side by side among the cherry trees lining the road.In midsummer, the cherry trees are green, and occasionally the green leaves are shaken by the breeze and fall on the side of passers-by.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze was locked on Zhu Li from the beginning to the end, so naturally he didn't let the leaves fall on the boy's head.

The red-haired young man approached the young man sideways, and easily grasped the fallen leaves on Zhu Li's head with two fingers.

"You came at the wrong time." The red-haired youth said suddenly.

Shenshang Zhuli slowly put out a question mark.

"Could it be that here, like Tokyo, there will be random explosions to add to the fun of the citizens?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Can't say no, but it's not impossible.

"...I'm quite curious how you figured out these words from those few words."

"Hey, it's embarrassing to say this." Shenshang Zhu Li blushed.

"Forget it, you better stop talking."

Mr. Nakahara Nakaya, who himself is the cadre of the largest terrorist organization in Yokohama, silently threw away the leaves and decided to give up thinking about this frightening question.

"What I'm saying is, if you come in March, you will be able to see the cherry blossoms on both sides of the road." Zhongyuan Zhong also casually clicked on the cherry trees on both sides of the river embankment,

At that time, under the blue sky, the petals of the branches will be like a carpet of flowers woven by white snow, layer upon layer, spreading to the sky as far as the eye can see.

But these, in the mouth of a certain social animal husband, only the words "Sakura Fubuki" that are worth seeing are left.

Even though Nakahara Chuya's introduction was so brief that any local travel agency would jump out and protest after hearing it, Zhu Li's eyes lit up very honestly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the young man who was tempted, pressed down the brim of his hat, and said very conveniently, "Hey, I know a location. Although it is remote, it is the first-class seat for viewing flowers."

The young man with red hair paused suspiciously for a while before continuing: "If you are interested, the university will start in March next year. I will take you to see it."

Well, the key word, next March, school will start.

Sure enough, a certain candidate who was preparing to go to Zhu Li was thinking about it.

It’s not that Aomori doesn’t have a magnificent view of cherry blossoms worth admiring, but there are also many people who go there every year. Due to the character of the big monsters in Oeyama, the number of times to enjoy the cherry blossoms is naturally very few.

Although Ibaraki Doji and the others didn't mention it in particular, occasionally Zhu Li would hear the Oeyama duo talk about the days when they drank and chatted in the cherry blossom forest in their hometown.

Speaking of...

From the past maps, it seems that Oeyama and Yokohama subtly overlap?

A decision was born in the dark-haired boy's mind.

"Chuya, I've decided! I will fill in Yokohama for the college entrance examination. Let's go to enjoy the flowers together next year!"

Well, the remote location means that there are no people there, and I can bring Uncle Ibaraki and Uncle Shuten, perfect!

The young man Zhuli on God clenched his fists excitedly, and he has already started to imagine the fathers of Dajiangshan sitting on the ground, drinking and singing under the cherry blossom forest in their hometown, and maybe even have a little discussion.

Anyway, judging from the current situation, it seems that there will always be some strange events in Yokohama. A little more cracks on the floor and a little more gravel will not attract attention at all, will they!

Yokohama, GoodJob!

Kamami Akari secretly gave Yokohama a thumbs up in his heart.

Yokohama who has never stopped: You fucking meow...

"Oh, it's on me." The Central Plains cadres who guided the success cocked their mouths in satisfaction.

At this time, he didn't know that the young man had already made a reservation for himself. The legendary in-laws Shura field flower viewing party was a joy to hear.

While speaking, the destination pointed by the compass is close at hand.

"Is it here?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the building in front of him in surprise.

With all due respect, he really couldn't connect this popular shopping mall full of "buy, buy, buy" with that Osamu Dazai who was hiding in the dark chief's office all day long.

Too inconsistent.

"Hey, Zhu Li, are we really in the right place?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also asked suspiciously, but found that the black-haired boy was looking at the building with a serious face, and his brows were frowned.

The building in front of them is the largest shopping mall in Yokohama, Lalaport, which covers all the different positioning products from open shelves to luxury products. Even during the daytime on weekdays, you can see many pairs of young men and women.

"Chuya, has this shopping center been in Yokohama for a long time?" Kamami Akari asked.

"Looking at the newness of the shape, it should have been built this year," Nakahara Nakaya held his hat, his cobalt blue eyes scanned the logo on the top of the building,

"At least last year, this club was not eligible to get this piece of land."

If Chukahara remembers correctly, this club was just one of the many ordinary small businesses in Yokohama at first.

With neither government contacts nor their background, they are naturally not qualified to win this vacant central location.

After negotiating with the Supernatural Secret Service last year, many poorly run clubs were taken over by Hong Kong and black, and they were completely changed from the inside to the outside.

Of course, the Central Plains did not intend to tell Zhu Li.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this mall?"

Shenshang Zhuli didn't answer Nakahara Chuya immediately, but observed this magnificent shopping building from beginning to end.

Under the gaze of the black-haired boy with spiritual power, the bright building in front of him is not much cleaner than the ruined cemetery he passed by before——

The whole building seemed to be a sick living person, intermittent wailing came from inside, black smoke from the foundation spread everywhere, and they were distributed on the outer wall of the shopping center.

The citizens who came and went were soaked in it unconsciously. The black smoke penetrated from their open mouths, their breathing noses, and their open ears, eroding their health little by little.

Shenshang Zhuli took a few steps back with a livid face, seeing such a bad situation for the first time,

"It's not just a problem, Zhongye, it's a disaster."

The author has something to say:

Cough, my generation is back, a sliding shovel

A few days ago, due to a business trip, I couldn't find the time code

Gugu, I'm really ashamed, cough cough

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known clues

Others hold hands, dokidoki

Desperate teenagers holding hands, trying to tickle

As expected of you

Try to prove it, Mr. Nakahara Chuya

This chapter shares several routines

感谢在2021-04-1810:05:27~2021-04-2309:35:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: kill 8 Taoist ancestor;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 115 bottles of that Taoist ancestor were killed;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!