[Comprehensive] My sand sculpture ex-boyfriend

If I were given another chance to choose, I might refuse this rare trip to meet netizens, even though I was so looking forward to the first meeting of netizens in my life before

"Don't be sad, you were so excited in the chat room before, you can be regarded as our elder, but you have to take the responsibility of driving the atmosphere, what does it look like to stay here?"

Ai Nai refills my beer affectionately, her chestnut blue hair rests on my shoulder, exuding a pleasant aroma.

It stands to reason that two people who have just met for less than two hours should pay more attention to the sense of distance, but the strange family and friendship that have been fighting together on the Internet for a long time made me really unable to refuse her approach.

On the other side of the wine table, the man seemed to have glanced at me when Ai Nai approached.

My alcohol capacity is not very good, and after drinking intermittently for a long time, the deep frown hidden under his unchanged smiling face suddenly irritated me.

I put the cup heavily on the table with the guts that I couldn't understand it afterwards, stared at him and asked.

"What are you looking at?"

The muffled sound of the cup colliding with the table immediately attracted the attention of everyone at the table. My question in an ordinary tone seemed like finding fault in the sudden silence.

So I regretted it instantly. Although my personality is not gentle, I can't do such a thing as losing my temper in a party with a good atmosphere.

The girl who brought him to the party looked at me and him in a hurry, looking very embarrassed.

"Nari should at least say that he wants to bring outsiders, but Kubo, you are too excited. Are you drunk? Do you want to go up and take a rest first?"

In the end, Sato, who is the leader of the chat room, spoke first, ending the awkward and lengthy stare between him and me.

Watanabe, who was sitting beside him, patted his shoulder comfortingly, and continued.

"What's wrong, I think Nari did something useful this time, and Amuro is the disciple of that 'Sleeping Kogoro'! We don't need such a person, if he can make the sleeping Kogoro Kogoro pulls in...our wishes can only be realized step by step by relying on these."

"what?"

For a while, I couldn't understand what Watanabe was talking about, and I couldn't help making a voice of doubt. Does the Internet keyboard man have any wishes?A disciple of Mori Kogoro?He changed his name and worshiped his master, what exactly is he doing now?

Sato gave me a reproachful look, and nervously pushed the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Hey...... Kubo, why have you been in such a bad state in the past few months? Obviously this is a critical period for our team to change, isn't it because of this that we decided to meet in reality. "

Everyone at the table, except me and him opposite me, had yearning and eager smiles on their faces.

"Watanabe's new heat-sensitive miniature gun has been successfully developed, and after Qing's promotion, we no longer have to worry about lack of materials. The newly joined Nari can get a steady stream of police information through her father. From this time After the party, our organization will truly change Japan!"

I originally thought I was just a little drunk, but looking at the passionate Sato, I now feel that I am too drunk. As a Mandarin teacher, my Mandarin skills have always supported me to understand daily conversations, complete class teaching, and correct students Homework, passionately spraying people on the Internet, but now I use it to analyze Sato's words for no less than 10 minutes, and I still can't understand what Sato is talking about.

I stood up unsteadily, and waved my hands at them indiscriminately.

"I seem to have really drank too much, go up and take a rest first, you guys continue."

Ai Nai quickly followed me, shaking her left hand in front of my eyes worriedly, the rhinestones on her nails gleamed and made my eyes hurt.

"It's okay, I'll take you up, do you remember what room you are in?"

Ai Nai supported me and walked a few steps before another person followed.

"Miss Shimizu, please let me help too. Miss Kubao doesn't seem to like me very much. Let me do something now, maybe she won't be so angry tomorrow."

He slowly came to my side and held my arm, leaving a polite gap between the body and the body.

The words "I'm not drunk" just stuck in my throat, and I was half paralyzed and brought to my room by the two of them.

For this offline meeting trip, Sato generously provided his own villa in the mountains for everyone to live in for free. Ten people plus him who was not scheduled could not fill the huge house, and everyone was allocated a separate room.

Aina seemed to be very eager to return to the party to continue discussing how to save Japan. When he proposed that Aina go downstairs first and he would take care of me, he hesitated for a moment and agreed. With the sound of closing the door with a click, only The two of us got off.

The smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared the moment Ai Nai turned to leave, and it could even be said that there was anger on his face.

"Why are you here? Do you know what you're doing? Why are you with these people?"

I was dazed by the series of questions he asked, and I sat down on the bed suddenly.

"I just met with netizens. Why do you ask so many questions? But you, Amuro Toru, Mori Kogoro's disciple, why did you break up with me in the first place? What are you doing now? The waiter in the coffee shop, You changed your life goals really fast enough, you just found a reason to dump me at the beginning!"

I felt that my wine was all sober, and the more I talked, the more angry I jumped off the bed and paced the room.

"Following Nari, a female high school student, is really amazing. People like you may not always love female high school students. Only now do I realize that I may not even know what your name is, Jiang! !zero!"

When Zero heard me pronounce his name, he quickly took out a ballpoint pen and pressed it down. After doing this, he loosened his tie as if he could really move, revealing a little delicate collarbone.

"Huali, come here."

Zero took off his suit jacket and hung it on the back of the chair, sat on my bed and whispered to me.

I stubbornly stood there and looked at him. After a subtle silence, he understood that I would not compromise.

"I never stopped doing what I should do in the past, including this time I met you because of this, Huali, I never told you a lie, I am Jiang Guling."

I was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but approached him.

"What the hell are you doing? After you left, I went to check the list of graduates from your school that year, and your name was not there."

After zero one, I fell down on my bed, and when I spoke again, it didn't answer my question.

"Huali, you leave here tomorrow, and I will have someone pick you up at the intersection where we came in. During your holiday, you should go shopping with ordinary friends, or go somewhere, not here."

I could hear him speaking of a decision, not an opinion.

"Furuya, Mr. Amuro, where I appear is a matter of my own decision. As long as I think about it, there is no difference between whether I should go or not, and it has nothing to do with your thoughts."

But he ignored my vicious declaration, closed his eyes and meditated.

The author has something to say: You want to be an ordinary keyboard warrior, but you end up meeting a group of doers.