Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

"Yi, go take a good shower first."

Before he said a word, Ping Zeyu was stopped by a mature lady.

This is Ping Ze Yu's mother, both hair color and face are very similar to Ping Ze Yu.

Especially when smiling, Luo Zhen felt as if he saw an enlarged version of Yui Hirazawa.

When the two laughed, it was completely carved out of a mold.

However, there is absolutely nothing in common between the two.

Ping Zeyu is the kind who looks silly and is very happy.

And Mrs. Hirazawa is a very gentle feeling.

Well, forgive Luo Zhen's lack of words, he can only come up with such adjectives.

Maybe there is another Yamato Nadeko to describe?

I don't know how many times Luo Zhen, who felt that his vocabulary was lacking, decided to improve himself after going back.

"It's Senior Luo Zhen."

The girl with eight-point imagination on Heping Zeyu's face stuck her head out.

This is Hirazawa Yu's younger sister Hirazawa Yu.

A lively and cheerful girl, her character is much more mature than Hirata Yui.

Sometimes Luo Zhen thinks that Ping Zeyou is the elder sister.

After all, Ping Zeyu is usually taking care of Ping Ze Yu, and even the lunch box at noon is done by Ping Zeyu.

The older sister, Hirazawa Yui, is only responsible for enjoying the care of her younger sister.

The three women of the Pyeongtaek family.

The mother is gentle, the elder sister is silly, and the younger sister is steady.

Three people with three personalities.

If you have to say it, Hirazawa Yu's character is more like a mother.

"Sister! Hurry up and wash up!"

Hirazawa Yui, who was pushed by Hirazawa Yu, stood in a daze in front of the sink.

Although she also knew that Luo Zhen was coming to be a guest today, she had to get up early in the morning to take a shower.

But she just can't get up!

Even if Hirazawa Yu had shouted several times, it was still the same.

The quilt is really warm and comfortable.

"Sorry Senior Luo Zhen, my sister practiced the guitar a little late last night."

This is a lie.

Hirata Yui was busy playing last night and didn't practice at all.

This is just an excuse that Ping Zeyu made for his sister.

For this unreliable elder sister, Ping Zeyou was really heartbroken.

"nothing."

Smiling, Luo Zhen lifted the fruit in his hand and said:

"I bought this on the road, please accept it."

"Ah, thanks."

Before his mother could speak, Hirazawa Yu took the fruit.

Because he often needs to give things to his sloppy sister, Hirazawa Yu is also a frequent visitor to the Qingyin Club.

He is also often fed (crossed out) by Qin Chuan, and invited by Qin Chu to eat some snacks.

Luo Zhen, a boy who has a good relationship with his sister, is also very familiar.

Although the contact time is not long, she can also feel that Luo is really a good person.

Otherwise, she wouldn't worry about her own stupid sister.

"Worry, you have to take a look at Wei."

Mrs. Hirazawa said to Hirazawa Yu.

She is also very curious about this boy.

After all, Yui Hiraizawa didn't have many male friends since he was a child.

This time, I suddenly heard that my silly daughter actually has a very good male classmate, and she has known each other since middle school.

Mrs. Hirazawa was naturally curious.

"OK."

Nodding, Ping Zeyou trotted into the bathroom.

Then there was the voice of Hirata Yu complaining in the washroom and Hirata Yui's vague explanation.

In fact, the voices of the two of them are not loud, but Luo Zhen's hearing is really good.

You can hear some even if you don't deliberately listen to much.

"Please sit down."

Sitting on the sofa, Luo Zhen couldn't find anything to talk about for a while.

If Joseph was there, he might be very surprised.

After all, he had never seen Luo Zhen's cute appearance before.

Maybe this is the natural repression from the elders etched in the DNA?

"Can I just call you Luo?"

"no problem."

"Our family has really caused you a lot of trouble, thank you for taking care of her all the time."

Because I travel abroad with my husband all the year round, I usually only have Hirazawa Yuya Hirazawa at home.

However, even though she travels abroad all the year round, Mrs. Pyeongtaek knows her children's personalities very well.

For example, Ping Ze Wei's unreliable cerebellum seeds.

To be honest, she didn't know who Ping Zeyu inherited this.

Obviously he and her husband are very smart, but why does Wei Wei become like this?

Mrs. Hirazawa felt very incomprehensible.

But speaking of it, the parents are the true love, is the child an accident?

I travel abroad all the year round and my two children go to school at home.

I don't know if I have a big heart or confidence in my own children.

"Nothing, but it's actually good."

"Well, Luo Zhen, don't beautify Wei, we all know Wei's character."

Looking at Mrs. Pingze, who was full of resentment, Luo Zhen could only show an embarrassed and polite smile.

Should it be said to be his own?

It is really ruthless to expose the shortcomings of his own daughter.

In the bathroom, Hiraizawa Yui picked up the towel and rubbed it on his face vigorously, and at the same time used his wet hands to clean up his messy hair.

It was the first time that Xiaozhen came to their house, so she must behave well.

Clenching his fist, Ping Zeyu cheered himself up.

"Ah, it's raining."

Turning his head, Hirazawa Yui looked at the raindrops outside the window and said.

Today's weather is not good, and it seems normal to rain.

"It's raining."

At the same time, the girl with the basket raised her hand and looked at the sky.

She doesn't like rain and snow.

Because it will be cold.

When the temperature is cold, people will freeze to death.

She doesn't like this feeling.

Very very dislike.

"So I want to pass the warmth out."

Looking at the basket full of matches, the little girl smiled happily.

It's great, it seems that more people can feel the warmth.

Humming the song her grandmother gave her, the little girl jumped and walked in the rain.

In the direction of the road, there happens to be Hiraizawa Yui's home.

The old ballads are overlaid by the increasingly loud sound of rain.

Along with it are the traces of sin.

In the park, the black ash on the ground was washed away by the rain, as if no one had ever been here.

Chapter 321 Luo Zhen: Are you asking me to buy it?

The rain gradually became heavier.

From the drizzle at the beginning to the light rain now.

And it looks like it's going to get bigger soon.

"Hmph~Hum~"

In this rain screen, a little girl with a basket on her arms hummed a song that no one had heard before, and walked up and down the empty street.

There are more matches in the basket than when they first appeared in the park.

Where she walked, she could vaguely see black ash that had not been washed away by the rain.

"It's a little cold."

Gently picking up her rain-wet hair, the little girl frowned and said.

This feeling of body temperature being plundered by the evaporating rain was very uncomfortable, and it made her think of some unpleasant past.

Picking and choosing among the baskets, the little girl chose the one that looked the most damp.

The head of the match flashed past the edge of the basket, and a bright flame ignited.

It was raining, but the match still flickered brightly, emitting a reassuring light and heat.

Looking at the flickering firelight, the little girl smiled happily.

Through the flame on the match, the little girl seemed to see many beautiful sights.

It was something she had never dared to think about.

Steaming buns, clean clothes, and cute patterns on the cuffs.

Looking at these scenes, the little girl's eyes gradually began to blur, and a happy look appeared on her face.

Just like some addicts.

With the burning of the match, the rain on the wet little girl evaporated.

The clothes that had been wet and stuck to the body also became dry.