The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

"Xuezi, I'm not sharing this with you to sympathize with you, why should you be sad about the past?" Yu Xianzhisheng took out a tissue from the car cabinet and handed it over.

"Yes, but..." Xuezi shed tears while wiping away her tears.

Yu Xianzhi sighed, he seldom told others about his past, worried that others would be gentle to him because of sympathy, and he didn't like the gentleness of others' sympathy, like charity.

He doesn't need it either. He has been alone for too long, and he has learned to keep warm.

"So, Xuezi, it's fate, you just have that money in your pocket, and I just want to come back with you, both of which are almost impossible, so you don't have to worry about it." Yu Xianzhi comforted, He reached out and wiped the tears from Yukiko's face with a tissue.

"Then why are you willing to come back with me?" Miyamoto Yukiko asked softly.

"Although it's shameful to say that, Yukiko looks as good-looking as me." Yu Xianzhi gave her flattery at the right time.

Miyamoto Yukiko laughed shyly.

"Stinky child, stop coaxing me."

"If you lie to Yukiko, I'll be a puppy."

Yu Xianzhisheng sat back in the seat, looked out the window opposite Miyamoto Yukiko, huh, finally coaxing Yukiko, coaxing a big baby is really different from coaxing a little girl, I'm tired .

Why would you go with her?

Yu Xian Zhisheng looked at the blue sky outside the car window and laughed.

Because she is colorless, just like herself.

Lonely, suspended, colorless bubbles wandering over the city, only in the heavy rain in the middle of the night, will the loneliness be carefully shaken off, mixed with the pattering rain, no one will notice it.

"The good days have only just begun."

Yu Xianzhisheng smiled softly, "Xuezi, you can rely on me at any time. From now on, every tribulation will bring me closer to you. Every time I recite this, great courage will emerge in my heart."

"Zisheng, you are really precocious." Miyamoto Yukiko pouted slightly, acting like a little girl.

"Of course." Yu Xianzhi said, "I'm worth a million yen, Yukiko."

When the teaching building was about to arrive, Miyamoto Yukiko remembered something and asked with joy, "By the way, what did Principal Sawano Kazuki tell you, did he invite you to Class S?"

Yu Xianzhi shook his head and asked, "Xuezi, do you think life is a fairy tale?"

"Life is not a fairy tale, but for me, you are."

Miyamoto Yukiko's eyes were sparkling.

"It's really an incredible thing to say." Yu Xianzhi scratched his head embarrassedly, "Is that a love story just now?"

"I can't be so gentle when I talk about love, stinky childish." Xuezi was smiling.

"If Xuezi has someone he likes in the future, he will slash beside him with a bamboo knife, shouting that if he doesn't marry me, he will die, right?"

"There won't be that day." Miyamoto Yukiko's cheeks were bulging.

"So, life is not a fairy tale. I just went on stage to perform a song or two, and I learned it from the aunts in the welfare home. It's completely incomparable with those hard-working and talented children, like me. Ordinary people can only consider studying hard so that they can get into a liberal arts university with decent scores."

Miyamoto Yukiko was a little disappointed: "Zisheng, you're right, it's because I didn't think about it carefully, and I'm a little fanciful."

"Don't worry, Xuezi, art can't catch up, but you won't lose in learning!" Yu Xianzhisheng clenched his fists, looking full of energy, "I want to work hard and rush into the top 20 in the class! "

"Come on! I will also work hard to make money and pay back all the money!" Xuezi also clenched her fists, and her eyes shone with vitality, with the seven colors of the rainbow.

Nissan 240SX parked at the school gate, Yu Xianzhi picked up his schoolbag, jumped out of the car, and waved to Miyamoto Yukiko: "Don't forget to buy me pens and manuscript paper, I'm going to practice drawing at night!"

"Well, get along well with your classmates at school, don't fight, I'll drive to pick you up after school at night." Miyamoto Yukiko said loudly.

"Xuezi."

"Um?"

"Xuezi, before you leave, please hug me."

Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned, and immediately smiled beautifully. She actually wanted to say this, but she was afraid of affecting Yu Xian Zhisheng, so she was embarrassed to take the initiative to speak. Yu Xian Zhisheng seemed to be able to see through her heart.

She nodded, "Okay."

The two embraced each other, the blood in the veins was flowing, the belly of the fingers rubbed against the fabric, the quiet breathing of each other was clearly audible, the heart was not beating so exaggeratedly, but it was beating happily, and the skin trembled slightly because of the warmth. .

"Okay, I'm going to the new class." Yu Xianzhi turned around in three steps.

Miyamoto Yukiko sat in the driver's seat lying on the window, watching him walk into the teaching building, smiled and drove away, the game console in the bag lay quietly, and forgot to give it.

As always, she reached out and touched the small bottle of medicine for depression, but when she picked up the bottle, she was stunned. There was a pattern on the medicine, but she didn't notice when Yu Xianzhisheng drew it.

On the pattern are two snowmen holding hands, one big and the other small, with the words "Xuezi, look, loneliness is scared away by us!"

Are we scared of loneliness?

Is loneliness something that can be scare away?

Miyamoto Yukiko opened the car window with a smile, and threw the small medicine bottle in his hand into the trash can on the side of the road.

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Yu Xianzhisheng's footsteps echoed in the teaching corridor of the general education area.

The old wooden window exudes a heavy fragrance.

The girls' soles stepped on the wooden planks and made bursts of echoing sounds in the corridor.

He stood at the door of the new class and gently opened the door.

More than 40 pairs of eyes in the class stared at him, their eyes full of inconceivable.

The girls were startled collectively at first, and then looked at each other as happily as they had been at a fireworks display.

Yu Xianzhi looked at the stunned head teacher on the stage and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I just had something to do, I'm late."

The head teacher on the stage looked down at the list in his hand, and browsed it repeatedly until he confirmed Yu Xianzhi's name again in the last column. In fact, he was still very unfamiliar with this name in the morning and felt that It's just that the name is nice, maybe he's a good transfer student, and he's going to give him a candy when he comes.

However, when Vice Principal Okabata stood on the stage and shouted that Yu Xianzhi was going to challenge the art education area, and it was the talented boys and girls of Class S who were going to challenge... From the bottom of his heart, he was very happy. I want to shred the transfer list in my hand, and then go to the dean's office to bow and apologize - I really can't take this kind of thorny student, please change him to another class and send him away.

Then, Yu Xianzhi stood on the high ceremony platform, there was no golden rain for celebration above his head, and there were no high-spirited fireworks like those on the TV stage, but he said bluntly - he felt I saw the light myself.

The applause and cheers around him almost deafened his ears. He stood up and clapped vigorously, while showing off to the teachers next to him—Oh, this kid is in my class, do you envy Imai?

Then he was ridiculed by the teachers.

Hey, hey, Mr. Imai, no, no, no, you don't really think that such a student will enter your class, you are dreaming, you are going crazy about performance appraisal!

Katsujun Imai, who had been the head teacher of the second class for five years, split on the spot, as if thinking of that scene - Yu Xianzhi tore up the admission list and walked to the dean's office to bow - I really don't want to follow this kind of **** head teacher, Please transfer me to a better class.

so now.

Katsujun Imai felt like he was dreaming.

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