Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 104 Aimless
"Now crazy!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

The orange leaves moved instantly, floating and rotating, like countless butterflies flapping their wings.

The light sound of "swish" is the sigh of moisture in the forest.

The green light emanating from the leaves immediately blurred the vision, and the power of nature expressed itself in incredible ways in the fluctuations of the wind.

The fallen leaves float on the silent Kadaki Suspension Bridge, intertwining light and shadow.

They do not fall vertically, but in the interweaving wind.

Jumping, pausing, dancing, making noise, and playing a graceful movement.

Then dance with the wind and float into the distance.

And one of them slowly fell down where the two people's eyes met.

The subtle voice seems to be hidden at the end of the dream.

It wasn't until it happened to fall into the hands of a young man that the surrounding dreams were shattered and returned to reality.

"Falling leaves?"

"No matter what season it is, leaves will fall. This is related to temperature, humidity, and hormone secretion in the plant..."

Hatsukano Suzune curled her hair with her palms and gradually stepped onto the bridge, not forgetting to educate the ignorant young man.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by hearty laughter.

"Hahahahahaha..." Natsume Qingyu's mouth was harder to press than AK's.

A hundred faints, a hundred faints, if you don’t take the first place, who will take the first place?

Although it is well explained, it is impossible to have so many fallen leaves this season.

So...it must be an assist from the world.

The young man wiped away his tears from laughter and looked at the clear sky, as if he had figured out the correct way to use his superpowers.

enjoy life.

"You smile like a villain, and villains often die from being too arrogant or talking too much." Dark clouds suddenly appeared on Hatsugano Suzune's delicate face, and there was a lion hidden in the blue eyes, as if he would pounce in the next second. She came up and bit his neck and whispered in his ear, "Relax, dizziness is normal."

But the boy's joy became increasingly uncontrollable, and even spread to Hatsugano Suzune.

The girl who was almost infected turned the corner of her mouth that was not suppressed into a sneer smoothly: "Haha... From a rational level, objective reality and logical reasoning, I don't think I said anything wrong."

"Hatsulu Ye-san, you are right." The young man looked around, "But in such a beautiful midsummer, it is very rude to say this."

"Then I won't say anything." Hatsukano Suzune bit her lips lightly and looked away.

Others may see her as cute, but in Natsume Qingyu's eyes, she looks like Lin Daiyu who uproots the weeping willow tree.

If we don't explain it properly, the end will be as miserable as the fruit tree in "Journey to the West".

"That was not what I meant."

He smiled helplessly, and then moved his face expressionlessly, "I'm wondering if you should be a little more comfortable. It means emptying your mind, imagining that you are a fool, and becoming carefree. .”

It's like there is a girl in class lying on the desk crying loudly, and suddenly an annoying guy pokes his head out from under the desk and asks you, "Are you crying?"

Angry and amused, Hatsugano Suzune resisted the thought of hitting someone and turned her face to the other side.

"Why should I become you?"

Immediately, the sharp words turned into an arrow, piercing deeply into the young man's heart, causing him to take a step back unconsciously, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Women’s concerns are all so weird...

The young man who recovered from the fatal injury lowered his gaze a little and saw the rising and falling chest of the other party.

He complained silently.

So murderous.

"Do you hate the wind?"

After Natsume Qingha took a deep breath to calm down, she held onto the railing and felt the charming wind, and her hair became messy.

"If you let go of your hands, your hair will explode." Hatsugano Suzune reacted.

"It's okay, I'll tie it up for you later." He said an ordinary thing.

"You know how to tie your hair?" Hatsugano Suzune's eyes moved over, she was very concerned about this matter.

"The so-called perfection means that you can do anything." Natsume Qingyu closed his eyes and confidently pushed the non-existent frame with his middle finger.

"Then what's going on with the crow's crow?"

Natsume Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes.

crow? Where are the crows?

Then he quickly realized that this crow was not that crow.

No, sir, you are an elite member of the construction team.

It's quicker to break down a story than flipping through a book, so you can make me look cool for three seconds.

Don’t talk about martial ethics.

"Huh~huh~~huh~"

Before he could say something dirty, Hatsukano Suzune hummed a cute tune and looked away.

The sweetness and sweetness are not comparable to the clatter of his diesel engine.

Natsume Qingyu is not angry.

Accepting failure calmly and then becoming stronger is also the only way for handsome Tokyo guys to become stronger.

Damn it, it’s time for me to sign up for cram school again.

"Who taught you this?" Hatsugano Suzu asked innocently.

"Of course it's mom. It's hard to take care of her."

Neither the truth nor the lie.

In fact, back in the days when I was forced to wear small skirts.

He thought his mother's braids were too ugly, so he became self-taught.

The girl gently untied her hair, and her long blue hair fluttered in the breeze. This touch of blue seemed to make the waves under the feather bridge more serious.

The clear eyes of the young man beside him filled his mind, and he whispered again:

"Wait a minute, I will tie it up for you."

"Who wants your help?"

Hatsukano Suzune subconsciously glanced at Natsume Qingha, her eyes turned into the shadow of a sword, and stabbed at the boy.

General MacArthur, the famous five-star general, said that if others notice such momentum, they will not help but become cautious and avoid it.

But the young man felt that her crystal eyes were shining with the light of youth.

Otherwise, why would he even take off his headband?

Duplicitous cute guy.

Thinking of this, the young man grinned and suggested loudly:

"Let's play a game."

"game rules."

As if infected by the young man's never-ending vitality, Hatsukano Suzune's pupils moved, and her reply was unusually hearty, without rejection.

"The rules of the game are very simple. Just pick up the other person's words. The scope is wider than Word Solitaire."

"No reward or punishment?" Hatsugano Suzune asked the question that ordinary people are most concerned about.

"It would be more interesting to have rewards and punishments, but that doesn't meet our purpose." Natsume Qingyu said with a smile.

"Purpose?"

Hatsukano Suzune tilted her head blankly, not quite understanding what Natsume Kiyoha wanted to express.

Could it be that Natsume’s members approached her with a purpose?
"Our purpose here is to be aimless."

Natsume Qingyu first looked at the only white cloud on the horizon in a daze, and then looked leisurely at the girl beside him, "So what we need is a relaxed answer, not a competitive competition."

After hearing this, Hatsukano Suzune's expression became lively again, and she also glanced at him.

After all, young people always say something unexpected, making people feel like every day is brand new.

Even one day when he was walking on the street, he suddenly shouted, "Fuck you, transformer".

She didn't find it strange, but he suddenly became serious, which may indicate that the situation was serious.

Those clear and natural eyes like those of a child may really be just 'aiming aimlessly'. "Who goes first."

Hatsukano Suzune asked casually, looking indifferent.

But the raging fire ignited in his heart burned the boy next to him.

shallow!

Do you want to beat me, no matter whether there are rewards or punishments?
A competitive woman will eventually be completely defeated by a successful man!

The gentle young man smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

"Lady first."

Immediately, the girl showed a wicked smile like a teacher torturing students.

""Reality is here.""

What is this? Is it an ideological and political question...

Examine the dialectical relationship between imagination and reality?

After a moment, he understood the girl's intention.

I murmured in my heart, Chu Luye Sang, this little killing power is not enough.

General Natsume wiped the sweat from his head and went back with his gun.

""The ideal is the other side.""

""There is a rushing river in the middle."" Hatsukano Suzune's eyes did not leave the bridge.

""Action is a bridge across the river."" Natsume Qingyu emphasized the word 'action'.

"Where is it from?" Hatsukano Suzune noticed something strange and glanced over.

"Krylov." Natsume Qingyu sighed helplessly.

"If you talk about ideals without reality, your ideals will turn into fantasy." The girl was still very concerned about the young man's criticism. "So, are you an idealist or a realist?"

"Are you asking me, do you like half-boiled eggs or fully cooked eggs?" Natsume Qingyu smiled softly, a little bit jokingly.

"Answer the question." The class teacher named Suzune Hatsukano emphasized as she knocked on the blackboard.

"Actually, as long as someone boils the eggs for me, I don't mind whether they are half-cooked or well-cooked." Student Natsume Kiyoha stood solemnly and chanted in a low voice.

People will always envy or yearn for a life like a 'madman', but it is difficult to gain a foothold in society just by relying on this. After all, reality is the basis of ideals, and ideals are the reality of the future. Ideals and reality cannot be treated equally, but we cannot ignore that under certain conditions, reality and ideals can transform into each other.

As long as the actions are in place, even if it is an ideal, he wants to embrace it in his arms.

Therefore, Childish Ghost and Master Hanada are the same person from beginning to end.

And by her side, she has always been the young man who is destined to be great in the future.

And his name is Natsume Qingyu.

After the young man in his heart said the last sentence, he thought he was cool and looked at the girl who rarely got the question wrong.

"Member Natsume, you are the most interesting person I have ever met." Hatsukano Suzune bit her lips, "You are very valuable for observation."

Seeing the girl's somewhat subtle expression, Natsume Qingyu was confused. Was she going to be used as a guinea pig to be dissected?

"Okay, Hatsugano-san, don't talk about such heavy topics anymore." The boy's expression changed rapidly, "Now it's my turn."

The words that were clearly the burning soul of Chuuji made the vision in front of Hatsukano Suzune brighter and the horizon wider.

You can even capture the birds hiding under the branches and leaves, the fish swimming in the rapids under the bridge, and the youthful eyes of the teenagers around you.

The boy didn't rush to ask the question, and the girl didn't ask to urge him.

The world became silent again, and only the heartbeat remained here.

The colorless and odorless wind once again pulls the ethereal leaves down, like continuous silk, they look warm and shining in the sun.

""The wind is a transparent river.""

"Ye is a fish with another frequency." Hatsukano Suzune answered impromptuly.

Natsume Qingyu remained quiet for a while, then smiled, "Wow? That's amazing."

Hatsukano Suzune turned sideways, brushed away her flowing long hair, and said with a smile, "What should the next sentence be?"

"According to the rules of the game, as long as you pick up the conversation, it will be considered a success." Natsume Qingyu looked at those deep eyes, "So what you said is the next sentence."

"Fool, I just want to know more."

Why is that poet not me?

Natsume Qingyu was shocked in her heart, but calm on the surface.

"So there is something that Minister Hatsukano doesn't know about?"

"What do you think I am?"

"Walking Human Encyclopedia." The boy was quite honest.

"Thank you." Hatsugano Suzune was a little distracted and crossed her arms, "Just tell me."

"I just recited "The Distant Sunflower Field" by Li Juan, a poet from the Eastern Kingdom."

"I thought you would steal other people's poems to embellish your own talent." A flash of light flashed in Hatsukano Suzune's eyes, and the spirit of the handsome Tokyo boy seemed to be more reliable than imagined.

"Haha, although I am very talented, I will not steal other people's work. This is called citing." Natsume Qingyu narrowed his eyes and said naturally.

"You like Dongguo very much?"

"No, my talent in Chinese is at least level ten."

"Then just recite it in Chinese."

"Can you speak Chinese?"

"I understand a little bit." Suzune Hatsukano smoothed her long, silky hair calmly, and the corners of her mouth curved in an elegant way.

Natsume Qingyu smiled touched, but had no doubts.

Immediately, he started reciting like a violinist playing a melodious piece of music standing in the only beam of light on a dark stage.

""The wind is a transparent river."

"Rain is like a cold meteor."

"I am the simplest and most cramped."

This is a poem born in a country with a large population, but few people know it.

It’s not the poet’s fault, it’s not the fault of the poem, it’s not everyone’s fault.

But in today's geared society, there are too few opportunities to pursue romance.

Romance also seems to be gradually turning into a certain kind of loneliness.

"It's beautiful." Hatsukano Suzune commented calmly.

"Yeah, right." Natsume Qingyu switched back to Japanese to speak emotionally, like a withdrawn child who finds a like-minded person in a certain interest.

"What I'm talking about is..." Hatsukano Suzune visibly hesitated, "Landscape."

Natsume Qingyu's expression suddenly turned cold and he said viciously:
"Mr. Hatsukano, let's decide the winner in one sentence!"

Faced with such a dishonest guy, he had no choice but to use more tactics.

The aura is like saying 'goblin, suffer death'.

"Commissioner Natsume, please come over here."

The colorful tassels flashed across the eyes of Hatsukano Suzune, without the slightest hint of timidity.

“Mountains are extremely slowly changing waves over long geological time.”

The young man in the sun looked at the layers of veins on the mountain wall and spoke Chinese again, trying to tell the profoundness of Eastern culture, trying to use transnational languages ​​to embarrass the Japanese girl.

Hatsukano Suzune did not answer immediately like before, but stared blankly at the sky.

Just when Natsume Qingyu wanted to announce that the winner was decided, an ethereal voice like wind chimes sounded.

Also in Chinese.

"Clouds are fish that shuttle between the sun and the moon under the vast blue sky."

The young man suddenly raised his head.

It was the cloud he had seen before, and it had now swam directly above them.

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