Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 91 Something is wrong 1
Yamamoto Yoshi took out his mobile phone and recorded a photo.

The sun shines through the leaves, on the path surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and plants.

The boy gently placed the wreath on the girl's head, just like a king bestowing a crown on his wife.

The girl looked at him coldly, but she didn't know that the colorful colors of the garland had long since dispelled her frozen temperament, leaving only the warm sunset red.

The soft hair flows in the wind, exuding brilliant colors in the afterglow of the setting sun.

It almost made Yamamoto Yoshi so intoxicated that he forgot about the hustle and bustle of the real world.

Turning his eyes to the two paintings behind the photo, Yamamoto Yoshi seemed to really see the figures of Simmel and Fulilian.

Speaking of which, there are some similarities in personality.

Brother Natsume is like a warm sun, while Sister Hatsukano is like a clear and cold moon.

It's worth mentioning that in comic books.

The human hero Simmel knew the cruelty of a short lifespan, and kept his love in his heart until he completed the task of "watching another meteor shower with everyone in a more comfortable place fifty years later" before he died.

At the brave man's funeral, Fulian slowly began to realize that human lifespan is so short, and the significance of the human brave man crowning her with a wreath.

I regret why I didn’t try to get to know the other person better.

The elves, whose life spans are endless, have learned the most valuable lessons in just ten years of life.

Then he embarked on a journey again to seek the meaning of human life.

There are traces of Simmel's existence along the way, and she has never been alone.

Let Yamamoto Yoshi sum up the story, roughly.

The love lasts forever, but the old friend has passed away, and I suddenly confess my love. In the midst of healing, I feel very sad.

The love between the immortal species and human beings finally ended tragically, and only after losing it again can we truly feel the sequence of time.

For some reason, Yamamoto Yoshi felt that Brother Natsume and Sister Hatsukano were so perfect for each other.

If they were together, would it be a different kind of continuation of the story of Fulilian and Simmel?
Even if it's just a small miniature, an image.

That can be considered a continuation of the story.

He roared in his heart!

[Hurry up and date me! ! 】

"A gift for you."

A clear voice interrupted his thoughts, followed by a painting that was thrust into his arms.

Hatsukano Suzune didn't wait for him to refuse, then added:
"I originally wanted to give it to you, but now it's just a gift in return."

"Thank you...Sister Hatsuro Ye." For the first time, a look of surprise flashed across Yamamoto Yao's stern face.

Seeing this, Nohara Aoi next door was so jealous that her saliva flowed from her eyes.

Suddenly she felt someone ravaging her hair, and she just turned around.

The angle was just right, and she received another blow to her forehead that caused her brain to break.

When she squinted her eyes and covered her forehead, a painting pressed into her arms.

"Here." Natsume Qingyu said generously.

"what?!"

Nohara Aoi blinked at him flattered, pointed at herself somewhat unclearly, and asked tentatively:
"For me?"

"of course."

Not to be outdone, Natsume Qingyu looked at the master and apprentice on the other side, then looked away, patted his chest and assured, "What other apprentices have, you must also have!"

As soon as these words came out, another pair of masters and disciples looked at each other speechlessly, as if to say: What is this? The domineering president falls in love with me?
Nohara Aoi didn't pay attention, but happily held the drawing and turned it into a top, and kept saying:

"Thank you, master! Master is the best." The voice far surpassed Yamamoto Yoshi's previous thank you, which made Natsume Qingyu very satisfied.

Seeing the naughty boy stepping on the soft grass, making a light rustling sound, he couldn't help but remind him.

"The paint may not be completely dry yet, so be careful not to smear it."

Hearing this, the little top gradually slowed down and then sat down on the grass.

She fainted.

Really, Natsume Qingyu complained in his heart quite helplessly, and then showed a smile to the beautiful girl not far away that won the praise.

Hatsukano Suzune, who was still wearing the lei, responded to him with a look like she was looking at an idiot.

'Childish?' '

'A little bit. '

With everyone's concerted efforts, the painting equipment was safely returned to the studio of the villa.

When Natsume Qingha closed the door of the dark studio, if it weren't for the little ones each holding a drawing board and Hatsugano Suzune wearing a colorful garland on her head, he would have thought that what happened today was all a dream.

Are everything that happens on a bright and sunny day so dreamy and joyful?

On the way to prepare dinner, he saw the master and apprentice walking in front.

Among them, the girl with the crown on her head seems to be walking more lightly than usual. Perhaps with the blessing of the wreath on her head, she is in a good mood.

Natsume Kiyoha seems to be able to understand why in a game called "Don't Starve", the characters wearing garlands will become more rational.

In the future, when a certain female creature is unreasonable, send some colorful flowers.

Seeing Hatsukano Suzune so happy, he couldn't help but think of a series of questions from this afternoon.

Are you working so hard to get along with them just to make up for the 1%?
Ever since he met 99% of his own soul compatibility, he never looked at the values ​​between others and himself.

Thinking of this, he activated his ability again, trying to see the decimal after 99%.

"Xiao Kui." Natsume Qingyu stopped and called softly.

Nohara Aoi, who was suddenly stopped, wanted to ask, what happened?
But when I saw the master, his face became serious, as if he had lost his facial features and became as white as window paper.

She couldn't help but said with concern: "Master, it's okay..."

Before she could finish speaking, Natsume Qingyu gently pinched her round face and asked, "Do you feel it?"

"Of course I feel it." Nohara Aoi did not open Master's hand, raised her smiling face and asked concernedly, "Master, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"That's not true, I'm just wondering if I haven't woken up and am still dreaming." Natsume Qingyu said blankly.

Co-author, you didn’t wake up and you pinched me? Nohara Aoi turned into a dumpling face again, glared at him fiercely, and said:
"Master, it seems you didn't take a nap today."

"Oh, that's right."

Natsume Qingyu slapped his forehead with his hand and suddenly realized, turned around and asked, "How do you know?"

"Hehe, it's very simple." Toothless boy looked at him with a grin, "Because I didn't sleep either."

Natsume Qingyu was not amused by Xiaokui's playful words, but stared straight at a beautiful figure under the huge sun disk in front of him.

The light of the setting sun slowly faded from his eyes. He took a long breath of air and closed his eyes suddenly, trying to clear his mind and rest his eyes for a few seconds.

When he opened his eyes, he was met with overwhelming darkness, but the bright red number was still so eye-catching.

It was neither a dream nor something that I was dazzled by.

Then he had to admit that another thing beyond his expectation did indeed happen.

The number above Hatsikano Suzune's head changed.

50%.

　Thank you to all the families who have read this far!
　　(The author found that as we went to the back, more and more gentle readers gathered together. Each one was sweeter than the other, haha, the atmosphere was quite good. It seems that what the author wrote in the first chapter was still very useful, and then On Thursday, I will prove the last unexplained question in the comment area. The previous reply to him was, please believe me! Although I don’t know if he is still there. There will be a big one on Friday.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)