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No matter how much he suppresses the thoughts in his heart, he always thinks of her face, even though they haven't said a word

The boy finally plucked up the courage and planned to say goodbye to her, saying that he liked her very much.

But it turns out

"I'm sorry, I, I don't like sloppy boys very much, I'm sorry." The girl politely refused.

The teenager looked at his clothes, some moldy coats, dirty shoes and some greasy hair, he smiled awkwardly:

"You don't need to apologize. It's my own problem. Then I won't be sloppy. Can you, can you accept me?"

"I'll think about it," the girl replied after hesitating for a while.

The boy didn't think too much, and smiled foolishly.

a few days later.

Standing in front of the mirror, the boy looked at his meticulously trimmed face with satisfaction, tidied up his clean white coat and walked out the door.

"Can you accept me this time?" The young man asked confidently. He spent a lot of effort this time, and even he himself thought he was handsome today.

"Hey, sorry, I still can't accept you." The girl pursed her lips and said.

"why!?"

"I, I actually like to hold swords, um, that's what he is." The girl looked to the side, was overjoyed, and pointed to the wall with the poster.

One of the posters features a man with a sword.

"Ah, that's it. Then I'll go practice swordsmanship. Will you accept me when I'm done?"

"should"

Before the girl could finish speaking, the boy couldn't wait to run back to practice his sword, leaving the girl alone with the hem of her clothes, wondering what she was thinking.

A few more days passed.

The young man came here again confidently, with a long knife hanging on his belt. This time he practiced hard for a long time, and even worshiped a master swordsman as his master. This time, he will definitely be with her.

The young man thought happily.

The boy circled around in place, waiting for a long time, but he couldn't wait for the girl.

"Could it be that she didn't take this path today?" The boy decided to look elsewhere.

A few days passed again.

The boy finally found the girl, and the previous worries were swept away, and he returned to a happy appearance.

"Look, I have found a master these few days and learned kendo. Although I am immature, you should be able to accept me now, hehe." The young man showed the long knife on his waist, shyly smiled.

The girl was a little embarrassed, and she took a long detour for a few days just to avoid him, but she didn't expect that he was still here after a few days.

The girl once again set her eyes on the poster, pointed at the person on it and said, "Sorry, I actually like this kind of boy, so I can't accept you."

This time, the boy took a serious look.

I saw the four-character slogan "Fashionista" on the wall, and some of the most popular styles are below.

"You like fashionable people, don't you?" the boy looked away and asked lightly.

"Yep!"

The girl was worried that she couldn't find a reason to refuse, now that the boy answered for herself, she nodded quickly.

"Then what is fashion?" The boy still did not give up, clenched his fists, raised his head and looked directly into the girl's eyes.

"This..." The girl thought for a while, and replied vaguely, "It should be imitated by many people."

"Competing to imitate? The more perfect, the more people will imitate." The boy murmured.

"Well, it should be," the girl could only answer in this way.

"Okay, wait for me, I will become more and more perfect, more and more fashionable, and one day I will let you accept me!"

The boy solemnly swore an oath, and then left without looking back. The girl opened her mouth slightly, and finally it turned into a sigh.

She doesn't have feelings for him, she won't like him no matter what

after many years.

The girl passed away due to illness, and the boy was devastated. In the end, the girl didn't accept the boy, but the boy suffered a huge blow.

In the pursuit of so-called fashion and so-called perfection, I gradually lost my way, and embarked on the research path of transforming the body

Just for more "perfect" and "fashionable"!

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"Do you know what fashion is?" Dr. Dr. Fashion asked dying, his tone so weak that he might disappear at any time.

"I don't know." Ling Xiaocheng pulled out the spear and released the evil spirit from haunting him. .

"I don't know either."

Dr. Dr. Fashion gradually lost his breath, and in the end he didn't know what "fashion" was

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Chapter 170 Five Susanoo 【Subscription】

The gigantic monster lost its operator and finally collapsed!

With a loud bang, the monster directly pushed down the mountain next to it, and its whole body collapsed to the ground.

Trees were cut across, rocks were shattered, and the entire land was directly flattened and sunken downwards. Thick smoke and dust were lifted from the ground!

Ling Xiaocheng jumped vigorously, and landed smoothly with a backflip in the air.

Dr. Fashion Doctor has been killed, and the next step is to clean up the mess.

Ling Xiaocheng turned around and left, plunged into the darkness again, and rushed to the headquarters of the night attack.

Dr. Dr. Fashion fell limply on the ground, his pupils dilated, quietly looking at the endless night and the dots of stars

"Roar!"

A howling sound roared from a distance!