Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 160 Time is a variable

It's another Saturday.

Ding ding dong dong.

As if feeling some kind of explosion, Natsume Qingyu stood up straight and kicked off the quilt.

He looked at the bedside table with his messy head.

The alarm clock hasn't jumped so cheerfully like this in a long time.

Is it a dream?
He looked around blearily.

On the desk.

Lying quietly "Bed, Sofa, My Life".

He remembered that he didn't sleep well last night.

Thinking about what happened during the day, he thought about a lot of random things.

Why do people who like each other not start dating after expressing their feelings for each other?

Even Master Hanada, who has experienced hundreds of battles, encountered this situation for the first time.

And the reply he gave was.

'What a strange thing. '

'Fortunately, I have read a book before, and I have already seen the love between monsters and monsters. The love between weirdos and weirdos seems to be no different. '

'I just hope that you two weirdos can bloom decent flowers. '

Question: What is the most common advantage of a reborn time traveler?
Answer: information.

And information contains many kinds, about the future, about memories, about experiences.

It is these feelings of 'omniscient, omnipotent', 'seeing through everything' and 'I can change everything' that give people the feeling of 'I am the protagonist'.

It seems to make a person inexplicably mature, enable him to take a shortcut, enable him to gain insight into all human nature, and casually tell some experienced and profound experiences and great principles.

and so.

He still couldn't believe it.

When he is quietly observing the world, someone will quietly observe him.

"I really don't understand you." He was suddenly surprised and a little helpless.

and many more.

Has a guy ever said this?
The young man who gradually woke up looked out the window blankly.

It was earlier than usual, and only a few rays of sunlight emerged.

'About any sound, light, shape, light or even temperature and breath, all have a response in the human heart, so many things can be understood but not understood. '

'I can't explain it clearly, but I will always remember it. '

He suddenly felt that he had slightly pried open some of the essence of Mr. Shi's profound words.

Becoming a little bit more great?

But truly great people don’t boast, right?

Natsume Qingyu shook his head, stood up and walked into the bathroom. He held water in both hands, splashed it on his face, and rubbed it.

Did a quick cleaning.

I also shaved off the bruising that hadn’t emerged yet.

Finally, he showed a satisfied smile in the upper body mirror.

"Very energetic."

"Let's get going."

The interesting thing about fate is that it is both traceable and elusive.

…………

Shinjuku.

During non-school hours, there are still people coming and going on the street.

The sun faintly penetrated the fog and began to shine gently on the entire city.

There is a feeling of déjà vu.

Lazy.

After all, the boy is in a good mood.

The pleasant wind came from behind, like a girl in a dream, standing next to him.

"Good morning, Natsume Club member."

"Mr. Hatsukano, good morning." Natsume Kiyoha smiled, and the early morning sun just jumped over the tall building and came at the right time.

The boy's delicate facial features became more vivid.

He stood in the light, and this smile made Hatsukano Suzune a little dazed.

"When did you arrive?" she asked.

"Half an hour ago." Natsume Qingyu raised the corners of his mouth, faintly declaring some kind of victory.

"I'm not late either." Hatsugano Suzune checked the time again with her mobile phone. It was even thirty minutes before the agreed time. She gave him a confused look and said, "I don't know, what do you have to be proud of?"

"After all, this is our first weekend meeting in Tokyo." Natsume Kiyoha said happily.

"It's a club activity, how can I say it like a couple's date." Hatsukano Suzune said bluntly, slightly uncomfortably.

"As long as I think about it, then it is." Natsume Qingyu pointed out the truth.

When there are no other busy people, isn’t it just a date?

Just when Hatsukano Suzune was about to retort, he added leisurely, "Don't interfere with other people's projects."

"Club Natsume, psychology is not used in this way." Hatsugano Suzune said calmly, without any strange expression on her face.

His eyes seemed accusatory.

psychology?
It's better to play with psychology.

Natsume Qingyu expressed disdain.

"Have you had breakfast?" He grinned and picked up the breakfast box placed aside.

"Of course." The beautiful girl with a beautiful biological clock said confidently.

"Here." Natsume Qingyu handed over the warm tin foil box in his hand.

"I said, I've eaten." Hatsukano Suzune wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows slightly and raised her voice slightly.

Didn't he hear it just now?

"But I bought it for you." The young man said matter-of-factly.

The screen paused for about two seconds.

Hatsukano Suzune Brain.exe is not responding.

"I didn't ask you to buy it for me." The girl's head seemed to be overheated and steam was rising.

"It's all Chinese breakfast, siomai, shrimp dumplings, rice rolls... let's try a little." Natsume Kiyoha announced the menu like a waiter.

"So many?" Hatsugano Suzune was frightened.

"No, no, no, none of the above." Natsume Qingyu shook his head quickly and spread his hands to explain, "I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to finish the meal, so I only bought two soup dumplings."

"We'd better find out the client's situation as soon as possible." The girl who was teased turned and left a little unhappy.

"Only two, and the time now is saved by us together. It would be a pity to give it all to work." Natsume Qingyu took her slender wrist.

Not very strong.

But people were retained.

Turning around, Hatsukano Suzune still wanted to refuse, but she could see the words "Okachimachi Store" written on the packaging bag.

"..."

She hesitated.

Anyway, there are only two, so it won’t be overwhelming.

"Then let's have a taste."

Seeing that she had compromised, Natsume Qingyu let go and handed over the breakfast.

In order to make it easier for her to eat, he took the woven bag in her hand.

Find a bench to rest on and sit down.

Place the woven bag on the side away from the other party. "If you don't use chopsticks to open the window, you must be careful to burn it, and the first bite must be gentle to avoid juice..." The young man had not finished his words.

He felt that he was talking too much.

Hatsukano Suzune opened her cherry-like mouth slightly and gently bit off a corner of the large soup dumpling.

The bright sunshine reflected on his soft profile, giving him a quiet beauty.

Is it possible to be so polite when eating soup dumplings?

"Mr. Hatsukano, I want to ask you something." While waiting for the beautiful girl to have her meal, Natsume Kiyoha didn't want to be idle.

"Say." The girl's eyebrows seemed to be competing with the soup dumpling that was the same size as her palm.

"So you didn't put on lipstick." Natsume Qingyu asked in amusement.

Many girls become cautious when eating.

That's actually not pretentious, it's more likely that you're wearing your favorite lipstick color, or a good lip balm.

First of all, let me clarify, he is definitely not an LSP, he is just curious.

At first, Luye Suzune looked gentle and did not appear to be artificial.

But her lips were still extremely seductive.

He would conclude from this.

"Yes." Hatsukano Suzune nodded. It seemed that this was not the first time he answered this question.

"Then... next spring, come and sit at the Meguro River." The young man leaned lazily on the back of the chair, resting his arms on the top of the chair, looking up at the sky, with a calm expression on his handsome face.

He thought of something.

Uninformed people passing by thought it was some love saint trying to chat up the little sister.

"Do you feel that next year's schedule will be very tight?" Hatsukano Suzune was slightly surprised at the topic, and then smiled slightly.

Because she remembered that her summer seemed to be planned.

"If you take some time, come and take a look, otherwise you will definitely regret it." The young man thought she was declining and looked over.

"Don't draw conclusions for others without permission. What do I have to regret?" Hatsugano Suzune clearly touched a certain nerve. She frowned and put pressure on someone.

Their eyes met and the young man continued to talk casually.

"Every March, the Meguro River is covered with heavy snow. Aren't you curious?"

"Rather than being curious, I would rather choose, don't believe it." Hatsugano Suzune took another bite of the soup dumpling and denied it.

March is already spring.

Where did the snowflakes come from?
"You know, I never lie." The young man said plausibly.

"It smelled like a lie as soon as I said it." Hatsukano Suzune looked over as if to expose it.

"Hahaha." The joy that disappeared one night finally returned to the young man's face.

"Why are you laughing?" the beautiful girl asked with a cold face.

"It's nothing, I just thought of something happy." Natsume Qingyu used his index finger to wipe away the sparkle in the corner of his eyes.

"tell me the story."

The subtext is 'If you can't say anything, just wait for death if you are decent.' '

"A long, long time ago, there was an ordinary person who was exiled to the hot desert by the devil using random teleportation magic. He was surrounded by a series of difficulties such as lack of water and hunger, but he was by no means an easy person. With his tenacious will, he finally He arrived at an oasis. Tired, he looked at the vast desert and thought of an incredible thing. What do you think it is?" The young man's face was filled with memories, as if he was retelling a fairy tale.

"How do I know? I'm not a person in the story." Hatsukano Suzune swallowed the food and spoke clearly.

"If he can meet the devil again, he will definitely tell him that there is miraculously a sky full of snow under the ground in a big desert."

"Wait a minute, he is an ordinary person." The audience who listened carefully confirmed to him.

"Yes." The boy nodded.

"You will be killed by the Demon King if you cheat." Hatsukano Suzune admittedly told the cruel truth.

Isn’t it good to live as an ordinary person?
Why do you still want to provoke the devil after escaping from death?
"But you can also trick the devil into going to the desert once, right?" The boy said something incomprehensible.

"Why can't the devil use clairvoyance to check the situation?" The rational girl raised an objection.

"There are many types of demon kings. The demon kings I'm talking about are the ones closest to mortals and don't understand those messy magics." The boy who discovered the bug worked hard to supplement the script settings.

"Okay." Hatsukano Suzune nodded with difficulty.

"That's the same, it's just a matter of sooner or later. Or even if the devil is cruel, kill him before setting off." She confided calmly.

"I admit that there is a possibility of dying on the road, but what if he didn't lie?"

"The Demon King will probably be surprised for a second." Hatsugano Suzune tried to connect with his mind.

The next moment, she woke up again.

"After all, how could something like that happen?"

“When the hourglass of time had not yet turned upside down, the peaks towering into the sky might once have been hidden in a vast ocean, and the vast desert might once have been a boundless forest.”

"That's right, yes."

next second.

At the beginning of Luye Suzune's connection with the previous few words, it was like seeing the sun after clearing the clouds, like waking up from a dream and suddenly looking over.

Time is a variable.

"That ordinary person didn't lie. Every March, when the wind blows on the Meguro River, it will really snow heavily."

Master Huatian looked over gently.

"It's just that the color of the snowflakes is the same as yours, it's cherry blossom color."

"So I am the devil."

A science student finished a liberal arts test paper and expressed this emotion.

"I'm really not suitable for reading comprehension."

"Then let's talk about reality." Natsume Kiyoha immediately answered, "It is said that farmers in Japan have high profits. But I have recently discovered that in some remote rural areas, this does not seem to be the case. Some people have worked hard all their lives, but in the end they are still Trapped for life."

"Some places seem to adopt a strategy of uniform purchase and high-price sales, which has nothing to do with the farmers' own profits." Hatsukano Suzune searched the brain search engine for a moment and gave the answer.

This is an area where encyclopedias excel.

"I didn't expect there was an inside story in the monopoly split. It's really abominable. What I can do now seems to be to cherish the fruits of the farmers' uncles' labor, and I must not waste food and make them feel cold." Natsume Qingyu raised his head and looked at the more distant sky. .

A mountain called Morality hit Hatsukano Suzune.

"It's very stressful." She raised her eyes and stared at the huge soup dumpling in her hand.

"It's okay, don't force it. After all, I haven't communicated this matter to you in advance. If you can just take a bite, I'm already satisfied. So if you can't finish it, I can help you with it." Natsume Qingyu looked over immediately, Chest-beating guarantee.

It was obvious that the previous topic was intentional.

"Let me ask, what does Natsume Club member mean by processing?" Hatsukano Suzune slightly squeezed the soup bag in her hand and asked knowingly.

"Send it a journey that food should have." was a poetic reply.

Normally, someone would have applauded him.

"Club member Natsume, you really look like a gangster today."

"Have you ever seen a gangster who reasons with you?" This is not the first time that Natsume Qingyu is thick-skinned.

"We finally met today." The girl's cheeks were slightly red.

"I promise, it won't happen like this next time." Natsume Qingyu unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it over.

"I hope so." Hatsukano Suzune ate the first soup dumpling completely and took a sip of water.

There is also a large soup dumpling in the box that has not been touched.

"Give."

"Thank you, Hatsugano-san, for leaving one specially for me." Natsume Qingyu's eyes lit up and he performed a 'fly rubbing hands'.

Between lovers, it is often the case that unfinished food is thrown to the other half.

And claimed that this was specially reserved for the other party.

"I changed my mind."

Hatsukano Suzune suddenly sat up straight and canceled an action.

His eyes returned to the soup dumplings.

It must be because of anger, his appetite seems to be greater than he thought.

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