Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

"When did you go back?"

"noon."

"...you wrote the letter?"

"Ah."

"I understand."

After finishing speaking, Xiaosan didn't ask any other questions, just hung up the phone casually, threw it on the sofa beside him, lay down tired and weak, sat on the sofa, raised his head, and looked at the Crystal chandeliers.

Without the maid, life suddenly feels... much easier.

The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, Xiaosan sat in the living room, stretched out his hand to cover his lips, he did not expect Xiangzi to notice something so quickly, and thought of him so intimately, and left his side.

"At this time, should we praise Xiangzi? For being able to make such a thoughtful choice."

However, he quickly followed with a soft sigh.

"However, if this continues, if people find out, my name as a scumbag will be confirmed. It's troublesome, and I don't know what to do next."

Stretching out his hand and gently scratching the side of his face, Xiaosan's eyes looked a little helpless.

It is very common to like the new and dislike the old, but there are probably not many people who like the new and dislike the old so quickly like him.

"What should we do next?"

Xiaosan, who looked up at the ceiling, murmured softly, while slowly closing his eyes, and began to think slowly.

At noon, a person hid on the roof, looking at the more stable fence than before, the green paint was painted on the top and bottom of the fence, and it looked full of vitality and vitality.

Sitting on the wooden bench that had been repainted with original paint, looking at the shiny green fence, Xiaosan felt that his appetite suddenly dropped a lot. After watching for a while, he withdrew his gaze and sat quietly on the bench. Silently, he gnawed at the fried noodle-flavored bread in his hand.

"Are you sitting here alone again? Don't you have any friends?"

Familiar voice, coupled with the sound of footsteps gradually approaching, Xiaosan did not turn his head, quietly nibbling the bread in his hand, as if he did not hear the other party's words.

"Where is Yan Ye?"

Another voice sounded, but Xiaosan couldn't help but look towards the direction of the sound. Beside Kasumigaoka Shiu, Tokihara Sayuki, who only met in the club recently, followed that troublesome woman for some reason. Got up to the roof, found him.

If it is said that the two walked to the rooftop by accident, and then happened to walk to Xiaosan's side, let alone Xiaosan, even those two people would not believe it.

"She is in the classroom. In order to provide her with a chance to get along with her classmates, I came to the rooftop alone, enjoying the lonely wind and sun. How about this answer?"

His eyes paused for a while on Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's body, and Xiaosan put his gaze on Toki Hara Saxue, and gave an answer that didn't quite fit the design of others, which made Toki Hara Saxue's face He showed a thoughtful expression, and seemed to be thinking seriously.

"In that case, it sounds like Qiuyue-kun."

Regarding this, Xiaosan's mouth could not help but curl up slightly, as for Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu, his expression was slightly stunned, looking at his friend beside him, it was Xiaosan who was given some kind of decoction, but fortunately her psychological quality is still strong, He quickly adjusted and looked at Xiaosan.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of a smile, and at the same time her eyes were slightly narrowed, with a somewhat smug, somewhat proud expression, sitting on the bench in front of her, Xiaosan with a calm demeanor.

"I'm over 15."

"Yes, congratulations."

Raising his eyelids, without emotion, he congratulated Kasumigaoka Shiwa's sales of more than 15 as if he had read it well. Xiaosan thought about it, and estimated that it was the combined sales of the two volumes.

As a writer with five volumes of millions of sales, Xiaosan didn't feel this, and he didn't know where the other party came from to show off in front of him.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who originally had such a tinge of joy, saw Xiaosan's bland reaction, and her mood suddenly became dull, without the previous complacency, she pursed her lips slightly, not knowing what to say.

She is not the kind of character who likes to show off to others, but after Xiaosan's previous treatment, she felt an unspeakable dissatisfaction in her heart, originally she just wanted to make Xiaosan show a surprised expression, but now... ... It seems that the other party doesn't take it seriously at all.

Toki Yuan Saxue glanced at her friend, then at Xiaosan who was sitting on the bench, picked up a straw and inserted strawberry milk.

Slowly walked to Xiaosan's side, sat down, Tokihara Saxue stretched out her hand, and patted her side lightly.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was a little hesitant and dissatisfied, but in the end he walked slowly to Saxue's side and sat down.

The originally spacious place suddenly became a bit compact and crowded, Xiaosan quietly moved his place slightly, feeling the soft touch coming from his side, he didn't have any superfluous thoughts.

The main reason is that the last time I visited Zhu Luyuan's house, the impact on Xiaosan was too great, which made him a little bit overwhelmed.

"Recently, Qiuyue-kun, you don't seem to be looking very well. What happened?"

When Xiaosan's mind was filled with the big yard of Toki Yuan Saxue's house, and his body and mind were blank, Toki Yuan Saxue who was sitting next to him instead took the initiative to ask, concerned about Xiaosan's recent situation.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu glanced at Xiaosan who was beside Toki Hara Saxue, and sat quietly on the bench without making a sound.

"Probably because I have been studying recently, so I don't have enough rest."

"Is it because of the cram school?"

"may be."

Xiaosan didn't know how to answer, he said it was all because of the cram school, it must not be the case, but he didn't know how to explain it to Tokihara Saxue, after thinking about it, he gave an ambiguous answer .

Looking at the pensive Toki Hara Saxue, Kasumigaoka Shiu felt that Xiaosan's answer was too perfunctory.

"You guy, will you have a girlfriend?"

"So do you have a boyfriend?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked at Xiaosan's indifferent expression, and it seemed that the more he looked at it, the angrier he became.

Standing up, she walked towards the stairs, she really couldn't bear Xiao San's character and existence, so she had to go back to the classroom.