In this life, we will meet again

Chapter 8 8 I will fall in love with a senior sister in the future

Chapter 8 8. I will fall in love with a senior girl in the future

"All this time, I've lived a life of shame"

"Huh? Who ever said such a thing?"

"Is it an entertainer? An athlete? Or a politician arrested for corruption?"

Just when Baiyuan Xianshu was immersed in the content of Chapter 1 of the first volume of "Literary Girl", the sound of pacing came from the corridor behind him.

Turning his head, Kurosawa Ai, wearing a white dress, appeared in front of her like a pure white flower.

Her well-shaped ears were vaguely visible through the gaps in her black hair. Because she had just woken up, a faint blush appeared on her earlobes, which were usually as white as snow.

When she discovered that the person sitting in front of the computer was not her grandfather, but the person who had frustrated her self-confidence, her small nose twitched slightly, and a stiff smile appeared.

"Ah, did you really come here so early in the morning? Student Baiyuan."

"Well, you got up earlier than I thought." Baiyuan Immortal Tree continued to write indifferently.

Kurosawa Ai was a little dissatisfied with his attitude as an outsider. When she walked to the computer desk and was about to speak, she found that his fair and dexterous hands were beating rapidly on the keyboard.

On the screen, the fonts popped up like sixteenth-note tuplets, continuing on and on.

Moreover, Baiyuan Xianshu typed the keyboard skillfully at a speed of nearly seven times per second. The most important thing was that the words he typed were precise and the sentences were coherent.

Kurosawa's love mood is like white clouds in the sky, changing their shape from time to time as if blown by the wind.

It's terrible, how can I continue to code without stagnation?Even her grandfather couldn't do it, right?
But the keyboard always made a whining sound like a dying animal, which was nothing compared to the beautiful sound produced by the Steinway piano under her fingers.

It's all annoying and devoid of any interest or life.

But what is he writing?Autobiography?What kind of autobiography can a freshly graduated primary school student write?
Kurosawa frowned and looked down at the Baiyuan Fairy Tree to ask him, but the words in her throat were stuck because of the scenery in front of her.

The thin chest that only young men have is rising and falling slightly with his breathing, and his skin is soft and shiny, as if the light of diamonds is hidden.

His face was as smooth and round as the glutinous rice balls that grandma had just cooked during the Chinese New Year, but I didn’t know if the sweet peanut filling would come out if I poked his cheek with a fork.

When he thought of Baiyuan Immortal Tree's face dripping with peanut filling, the corner of Kurosawa's mouth naturally raised a smile.

"Hey, what are you writing?" she asked.

"Write a story." Baiyuan Immortal Tree said.

Kurosawa pushed a chair and sat next to him, resting his elbows on the table and holding his face in his hands: "Writing a story? What story?"

"A story about going through all kinds of strange things with a schoolmate who eats books, and then achieving great success." Baiyuan Xianshu said.

Kurosawa tucked her long hair behind her ears, raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Do you want to be a novelist?"

"Do not want to."

"Then why are you writing this?"

"I want to fall in love with a senior."

"Pfft--" Kurosawa couldn't help laughing, her pink nails exuding an innocent sparkle.

Seeing her smiling so happily, Baiyuan Immortal Tree grinned: "Is it funny?"

Kurosawa Yaai wiped away the tears of joy that unconsciously came to his eyes with the back of his hand, and said with a smile:
"Are you in a relationship with a senior? I don't think anyone wants to be in a relationship with you, because you don't even seem to have many friends."

"I will fall in love with a senior sister." Baiyuan Xianshu smiled.

Seeing his reaction, Kurosawa smiled again and rolled directly on the sofa. The dress covered her shapely legs with elegant lines.

Baiyuan Xianshu felt that if he got angry, he would lose, so he just kept silent in response to her ridicule.

Amidst the girl's "Hahaha", Bai Yuan Senshu looked away, and for a moment through the window, he saw Sagami Bay.

In the mild spring atmosphere, the ocean shines softly, and several spring gulls are seen in the sky.

Kurosawa Yaoai beside her seemed to have had enough laughter, lying on the sofa with a mischievous smile and said: "Bo Yuan, do you want to try to fall in love with me?" Bai Yuan Xianshu glanced at her, with that immature face The little face was filled with the fun of teasing him.

"I reject."

"I'm not better than that senior sister you lusted over?" An expression of dissatisfaction flashed across Kurosawa's face.

Baiyuan Xianshu shook his legs happily: "She is better than you."

Kurosawa's dark pupils flickered for a moment, and the hot breath he exhaled dissolved in the spring air.

"No one is better than me." She folded her arms and said confidently.

Baiyuan Xianshu sneered and teased: "You can regard yourself as the best woman in the world, Kurosawa-san, to a certain extent, you are really worthy of it."

His answer made Kurosawa look angry. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Have you ever seen a girl who is cuter than me and has money?"

"Do you think a good woman means being cute and rich?"

A blush appeared on Kurosawa's cheeks, and he said in a sharper tone than usual: "Of course, as long as you have money and good looks, you can get anything."

Baiyuan Xianshu was worried about the education of the Kurosawa family: "It's really hard on you for being so short-sighted."

If he were her father, Bao Buqi would foster her into a poor family.

"Hmph, someone like you who has to work for people all your life won't understand." Kurosawa's dark eyes reflected the figure of Bai Yuan's fairy tree.

"Haha, is that so? Then you should work hard with this momentum." After Bai Yuan Senshu said it as if it had nothing to do with it, he remembered something again, "By the way, Kurosawa-san, I want to drink a carbonated drink. "

"What does it have to do with me if you want to drink?" Kurosawa shook his head incomprehensibly.

"You are my servant today, right?" Baiyuan Immortal Tree said while coding. "If you don't have one at home, just go out and turn left and walk 100 meters downhill. There will be a vending machine."

There was an extremely surprised expression on Kurosawa's face, but there was a joke hidden in his obsidian eyes.

"Do you really want me to be your servant? I am Kurosawa Ai, the head of the Kurosawa family."

Baiyuan Immortal Tree impatiently interrupted her self-introduction and urged: "Can you go quickly? If you can't afford to gamble, just say so. I won't gamble with you in the future."

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Kurosawa's face puffed up unhappily, and he stood up reluctantly and said, "I can't afford the gamble!"

"Then why are you shirking?" Baiyuan Immortal Tree said dissatisfiedly, "If you do this, be careful not many sincere people will play with you."

Kurosawa's face instantly turned livid, and he stepped forward with a sense of oppression. The warm wind stirred the air, and he smelled the girl's sweet fragrance on his nose.

"I have friends! I have a lot of friends!"

She held the hem of her little dress with both hands and said as if to emphasize,
"Do you think I'm as boring as you? I'm going out with a lot of friends today! Just stay here and fall in love with that non-existent senior!"

The sudden declaration confused Baiyuan Xianshu, and he stopped typing on the keyboard for a moment.

"I have many friends! More friends than you! I am amazing!" Kurosawa shook his hands into fists, his shoulders shaking slightly.

"Eh?."

Baiyuan Xianshu was stunned. He did not expect that Kurosawa Yaoai would suddenly become emotional because of the topic of "friends".

"I'm going to buy a lot of carbonated drinks right now. You drink them all. I'll make sure you never grow up!"

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Kurosawa walked out of the study quickly and listened to the sound of her footsteps pattering downstairs.

Through the window, under the warm spring sky, she swayed in a small white dress and walked sullenly towards the vending machine.

(End of this chapter)

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