[Comprehensive] shadow of light

I didn’t lose all my pants because a very lucky person said, “I don’t understand metaphors, you have some sense of humor, boys. Also, why do I want your pants? I can’t wear them, so I sell them. If I go out, people will think I’m a pervert.”

As soon as I finished speaking, I remembered again, based on f4 or s4 or what kind of cult level 4 is in Yingde, it seems that it is okay to put it up for auction?

Isn't there even someone who buys toilet paper towels used by Scarlett Johansson online?

...Although in the end they won the pants back, but they always felt as if they had lost something, such as... self-esteem...

Ximen Ninomiya had seen this virtue before.No one really took it seriously, and usually nothing happened if they didn't tease her.Playing cards was relaxed and enjoyable, Ninomiya Saki felt that he had the potential to be the next generation of God of Gamblers, and by the way doubted whether it was f4 or s4 or what level of 4 was too bad, which made him appear to be very superior to ordinary people.

On second thought, yes.I asked Ximen to come out for a walk before, just to prevent him from playing with Daoming Temple all the year round and affecting his intelligence level, now I feel that I did the right thing!

Except for Daoming Si who had just destroyed the cards and had been making trouble, the four players at the poker table played until ten o'clock in the evening. Whether it was out of gentlemanly demeanor or safety considerations, Ximen wanted to send Ninomiya Saoki home.

Zao Ji is not pretentious, she doesn't have a car, and she thinks it will take at least half an hour to walk out of Daoming Si Zhaiguang, who owns a large piece of land, which should be a manor to be precise.What's more, after going out, this area is full of villas, and there are very few taxis.There are buses, one trip takes two hours, and it closes early at this point.

When leaving, Misaku Ling said: "It's been a long time since I played poker for so long, it was very fun, next time we will play mahjong together, Ninomiya."

Zao Ji, who was about to get into the car, glanced at him and said, "Huh? I thought after the overwhelming advantage, you probably put me in the list of 'never play mahjong together again in this life'."

Misaku Ling made an exaggerated expression, "Please forgive me, there is no such list!"

Actually there are.By the way, I thoroughly questioned my skills in playing mahjong for so many years.

"How about it, it will be much better if you come out to play, so you don't have to stay at home and think about it so boring." Ximen casually mentioned a topic in the car, opened a bottle of oolong car, and handed it to her.

"Ah, thank you." Taking a sip to soothe his throat, he was too busy abusing "cai" just now, "Are you talking about yourself?"

Zaoji stared at him.

It's already dark outside, but the huge city of Tokyo has a different appearance at night than during the day. On the streets extending in all directions, the orange street lights have already been lit, and the dots are connected into lines, as if shining golden light in the dark night The River of Gold is like, illusory and attractive.

The car was driving on the road at high speed, and the multi-colored neon lights flickering outside the car window shone on Ximen's face, flickering on and off, and the boy's expression was unexpectedly deep.

Sometimes there are things, not to see with the eyes, but to feel.

The statement is very ambiguous and somewhat irresponsible, but it is indeed such an inexplicable shape.

Early Ji thinks that he is not a sensitive person, but he clearly feels...

It seems to be trouble, it seems to be lonely, and it seems to be hesitant, hesitant, hesitant, regretful, is it right to do this, should I continue to do this...

Disorganized, wrapped together, sucked into an invisible vortex.

"That's right." Ximen raised his eyebrows, his cheerfulness was a bit unreal.

She doesn't dare to conclude that she is exactly the same as herself, and she must not be exactly the same as herself, but she feels that her head is really not enough, and she can't think of any handsome lines or philosophical sentences, and she doesn't want to judge Ximen's world with what she thinks is a narrow perspective. , I can only say intuitively: "Everyone has some difficulties."

"Yes."

The boy still answered the same way.

Did not elaborate, and will not elaborate.

The two of them seemed to be caught in some kind of delicate balance of words, and it would only be superfluous to say anything else.

So all the way silent.

……

After returning to Kanagawa, Monday morning was the chemistry teacher's weekly exam as usual. Although I felt that I was not prepared enough this time, I didn't know if it was because I was really talented or God loved me. I would do the test questions, and It's the same as last time, just to see if I made a careless mistake.

As a pessimist, Ninomiya Saki has no hope for another full score.

If you're looking for an excuse—I don't want to be a boring human being with full marks every time!This kind of second sentence, Zao Ji can also say it without blushing.

But before the lunch break, I was stopped by the chemistry teacher and brought to the office.Ninomiya Saki thinks that she doesn't dye or perm her hair, and she studies hard and makes progress every day. She really caught the teacher's eyes, and now she is probably an excellent and well-behaved student girl who is sure to be sure.Yes, it was her turn to correct the papers, which was a good or troublesome task.

——As I said earlier, it’s just such a weekly exam, and there are six versions of plum blossom rolls. It’s no wonder that the old man is blind if he doesn’t get the answers right!

When I entered the office, I found that another unlucky guy had also been called to correct the paper.

What a chosen boy!

The silver-haired and curious-looking muscles are well-trained, and you have not been short-sighted at this age in school, which means that your eyesight is good. Young man, I think you are a genius who is destined to correct your papers... A momentary unreliable thought flashed in my heart, Ninomiya Saki Nor will it be said casually.The world's comments are so shit... No, how important is it, she doesn't have that, and in the novels, "say what you want to say" is called maverick?

The old man led Ninomiya Saki over and piled up the chemistry weekly exam papers for the entire grade.While introducing each other, "You should be familiar with the class next door, right?"

The old man was also a little embarrassed when he caught sight of Zao Ji's awkward smile, "This is King Ren, the main candidate for the tennis club, you must have heard of that, right?"

Nod.

"This is Ninomiya-kun. He just transferred from another school, and his chemistry in class B is pretty good."

The other side also nodded, instead of saying hello.

The old man was very satisfied, and both of them looked very worry-free.So then assign tasks, covering content including how to change the paper, which part to change, how to count the scores, how to register the scores and so on.The chemistry teacher spoke very quickly and finished the lecture in one fell swoop, as if they didn't care whether they had memorized it or not—maybe the old man defaulted to being mentally retarded if he couldn't memorize it.And the class representatives I personally selected cannot be mentally retarded.

After finishing speaking, he left, wondering if he was in a hurry to eat.During the lunch break, there were no teachers in the office, and the huge space was so quiet that it was a bit embarrassingly quiet.

——At least Ninomiya Saki felt a little bit.

I was working on my hands, first took out the students from class A, divided them into 6 parts according to the type of answers, and gave three of the abc versions to Nioh Masaharu, and kept the other three def versions for myself.This Nioh Masaharu, of course I remember early - the guy who bought hair dye cream in the supermarket.It's hard to remember such a random incident.

Glancing at it, Nioh quickly corrected the answer with a few strokes.So his eyes quickly returned to the paper in his hand.

And King Ni over there also glanced at Saki Ninomiya.

In the supermarket, he pretended not to notice which brand of hair dye he bought, and even peeked at the TV series of the girl who paid the bill in front of him, all dressed in black.Remember remember.

And the woman in a black mourning dress is now earnestly brushing a few strokes and quickly correcting the answers.So his eyes quickly returned to the paper in his hand.

——This Nioh Masaharu is much quieter than expected.

——This Ninomiya Saki is really much quieter than what I saw before.

The person correcting the paper was thinking at the same time.