After binding the Yokohama Ancient God system

Zhongyuan Zhong also squatted next to Husky with my acquiescence, stretched out his hand tentatively, and stroked the hair on Husky's head.

Husky glanced at Zhongya Zhongyuan, then suddenly grinned his tongue out of his mouth, and the whole dog stood upright with a squeak, and threw itself on Zhongya Zhongyuan——

"Ah!!" The huge Alaskan-sized dog body looked very oppressive.

Central Plains probably had never seen such a posture before, the boy's cobalt blue eyes were wide open; he took a small step back, but almost fell to the ground.

"Hash..."

I frowned, scolded husky severely, and kicked husky's European and American buttocks by the way.

"Wait for Yuxing! Don't hit it."

Hushi is not unhappy yet, and Zhongyuan Zhong is also unwilling to go.

This young man with hair as bright as an open fire gently stretched out his arms in the afternoon sun, and carefully wrapped his arms around the husky's furry neck.

"Don't blame him, he just wants to be close to me."

"I know."

The afternoon light illuminated Nakahara Chuya's pupils like glass;

He smiled softly, stroked the clean and soft dog fur with green palms, and tentatively put his cheek against Husky's pointed dog face.

There seems to be some innate affinity in the young man.

His body has the unique green and skinny feeling brought by youth, and there is also a smell similar to lemon, mint, and clove.

I quietly held Satsuma and stood aside with my arms folded, consciously not disturbing the time when Zhongyuan was feeling "human and nature".

Sure enough, a dog like this is the best thing to look after someone else raises it.

Almost three or four minutes passed.

……

I don't know what happened, Zhong Yuanzhong also looked up strangely, his expression seemed a little embarrassed: "Why don't you speak?"

I:"……"

say what?

Me: "It seemed that I heard Nakaya and Shirase arguing just now, are you okay?"

Since he asked me to talk, I directly picked a topic of interest to ask.

As a result, when Shirase was mentioned, Nakahara Nakaya's face instantly became cold, like a knife that has been killing fish in the fresh market for five or six years.

He frowned, lowered his head in embarrassment and annoyance, and clicked his tongue fiercely.

"If you have any troubles, you can talk to me, even if I can't provide good advice, at least I can be a good listener."

Seeing this, I said very empathetically.

"Some things are better said than kept."

"Uh..." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up at me, his cobalt blue eyes were radiant.

After all, he was still a child, and he needed someone to confide in; so he just thought about it for a moment, and he really told me.

"Shirose doesn't know what's going on today."

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head and touched Hushi's chin, his voice was low and his mood was quite low.

"I came back and saw that I was reading a book, and started to find fault with me crazily, saying that I am not responsible here, and I am not responsible there."

At this point, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt aggrieved: "Obviously I haven't settled with him for the previous things, but he first... What an idiot."

"Do you have any holidays?" I asked cautiously.

Nakahara Chuya: "Huh?"

He listened to my question, but was taken aback for a moment, and looked at me with those big eyes.

"No, no! You got it wrong! It's just... you don't understand anyway!"

There are also some anxious explanations in the Central Plains.

As a result, I seemed to lose the mood to talk at the end of the explanation and wanted to end this topic.

Do not……

I probably understand...

It is nothing more than a problem that the monitor of an interest class disagrees with the study committee member, and the study committee member thinks that he is more suitable to be the monitor.

"Uh..." Zhong Yuan stood up from the ground wearily, and pulled his hood up: "I'll go back first."

He patted Husky on the head by the way.

"and many more……"

I stopped Chuya Zhongyuan.

He took out a black paper bag from his backpack and handed it to Nakahara Chuya: "Thank you Chuya for giving me painkillers last time. I went out to do part-time work this time and brought you a souvenir by the way. There are not many friends in the street, please take care of me in the days to come."

In the paper bag are two books.

One is an illustrated book of ancient Greek mythology, and the other is an atlas of neon mythology. The bookstore also gave me a tourist map of Greece.

Ah, but I bought these two books for myself.

It's just that Zhong Yuanzhong also mentioned "reading in the room" just now, so I guessed that he was a book addict, so I gave him these two books just because of the wind.

"Uh..." The young man froze for a moment.

Afterwards, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "It's just a painkiller, what about it?"

I kept smiling: "Take it, your painkiller healed the pain in my body, and also healed the pain in my heart."

"Ah!!" Nakahara Chuya's eyes widened, his expression slightly uncomfortable.

He seemed to have heard something slightly horrifying: "You are so strange... Forget it... Thank you..."

After struggling for a moment, Zhongyuan Zhongye still ordered two books from me, and thanked me very politely by the way.

After we exchanged a few pleasantries, I tied the two big dogs to the door, and Nakahara Zhongya was very interested in discussing with me about making a kennel for the two dogs.

Although I really wanted to say don't bother me, I didn't say anything when I saw Nakahara Nakaya's upbeat look.

During this period, Nakahara never once asked me where the dog came from, which made me feel a little unreasonable.

……

Back in the dormitory, I laid out the newly bought latex memory mattress, bedding and bed nets, and began to sleep soundly in the small coffin isolated from the outside world.

I don't know why, but my sleep quality has been very bad, and I always have weird dreams.

"Youxing, wake up."

At night, Jing, the girl who slept with me, woke me up from the bed with an awkward expression, saying that everyone was having a bonfire party outside, and Zhong Yuanzhong also asked me to go out for something to eat.

"Thank you, I'll be right there."

I thanked Jing politely, washed my face in a daze, put on my clothes and went outside.

Outside, the sheep's children found an open area and started a fire with iron barrels and logs like American hobos.

The young children held hands and danced in circles like Indian villains.

I saw Shirase was smoking with a group of older teenagers, drinking beer and laughing.

Shirase had a brand new watch on his hand.

It's Kaxiou, a relatively light luxury and practical watch.

Seeing this scene, I am very comfortable.

"Hey, Yuxing, come here."

Shirase had good eyesight and saw me from the crowd at a glance.

With a beer in his hand, he greeted me amid the laughter of the group of smoking B-boys around him.

I was quite curious what he wanted to do, so I walked over slowly with a pure expression.

Shirase: "What's the matter with this shawl, Yuxing."

The boy's whole face was red under the burning of alcohol. With a mocking expression on his face, he stretched out two fingers to pinch the snow velvet "shawl" on my shoulders, and tugged on it.

"What kind of young lady's look is this? It doesn't fit in here."

Even when Shirase was drunk, he never forgot to fight Yin Yang Fist with me, and his words were full of sarcasm.

It should be that I didn't participate in this event, and he held a little grudge against me.

But be forewarned, I don't wear a shawl on my shoulders.

It was an autumn and winter scarf, because I was worried that the cold on the back of my neck would make me grow a rich bag in the future, so I draped a scarf around my back and neck, and held the two edges with my arms.

Shirase put down the scarf on my shoulder with a malicious smile.

He called the younger brother beside him and asked him to light a cigarette. Shirase took a sip of the cigarette lightly, lit the cigarette butt, and then handed me the Marlboro cigarette.

"Youxing, you haven't smoked a cigarette yet, have you? Try it."

The group of children around him all looked at me as if they were watching a show.

I:"……"

That's it?

This posture is like threatening to knock me down.

To be honest, I really want to use this cigarette to put a Guanyin mole in the middle of Shirase's forehead.

"How do you draw this?"

I pretended to be a bit dazed and took the cigarette, just as I was thinking about what to do with this cigarette stained with Shirase's saliva——

A hand quickly snatched the cigarette from me, threw it on the ground and stamped it out.

"Huh?" I turned my head to look, and saw that Zhong Yuan Zhong also had an intoxicated smell of alcohol and tobacco, and looked at Shirase and the others angrily: "Have your brains rusted from drinking? Why teach Yuxing to smoke?" ?”

"Wow, why are you so disappointed!"

Shirase saw that Zhongyuan Zhong had also come out, and the new hatred added to the old hatred, his eyes turned red immediately, and he stood up from the stake.

"Master with supernatural powers is really arrogant, you have to take care of everything!" Shirose shouted drunkenly.

……

A person with different abilities?

I frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.

My thoughts usually flash very quickly.

Shirase's "supernatural powers" made me instantly connect with Nakahara Chuya's "I beat the plane down".

"Uh..." May I ask how a kid under the age limit in Zhongya Zhongyuan became the leader of this organization?

And he doesn't seem to be as thoughtful as Shirase.

Then there is only one answer, he has a talent different from ordinary people, that kind of talent is so powerful that everyone needs to rely on him.

……

"you!"

Nakahara was also taken aback, his cobalt blue pupils narrowed, he clenched his teeth, and stared fiercely at Shirase.

"Uh..." Finally he seemed to give up the argument.

"Youxing, let's go."

Zhongyuan Zhong also took my arm with a gloomy expression, and led me away.

……

He took me to a relatively remote place, took out a small plastic packaging bag from his pocket, and put it in my hand with some embarrassment.

In the dark, I saw that his smooth cheeks were flushed, and I didn't know whether it was from drunkenness or shame.

"This...is a thank you gift for the book."

He lowered his head, without looking directly into my eyes, and said in a low voice.

"Uh..." I took a look at the packaging bag, and inside was a 925 mixed silver necklace, and the main visual pendant was a small ginkgo leaf.

I gave this child two books in the morning, and he gave me a necklace in the afternoon.

Obviously nothing to do with other shit, just eager to return favors.

I don't think it is necessary.

"And..." Zhong Yuanzhong also said awkwardly.

"Don't take Shirase's words to heart, I think your new skirt and shawl look very nice...well, it's light and fluffy."

Nakahara seemed to be worried that Shirase, a player who often offends people with his words, would make me feel psychologically uncomfortable, so he kindly comforted me.

"Thank you Zhongye. I won't take it to heart. It's not a big deal in itself. I believe everyone is just joking. There is no other meaning." I said magnanimously.

Nakahara Chuya: "Yes."

I saw the boy let out a sigh of relief.

……

Ha ha……

They know shit.

And does this dress look good?

This is Chanel's poverty-stricken series, which is a perfect match with the desolate scene of Leibo Street.

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