I Just Want to Deliver a Normal Takeout

But if this girl...

Chen Feng looked around briefly. He had observed the five girls in Nakano's family, and they didn't seem to have practiced martial arts, and her sleeves, waist, and pockets didn't look like murder weapons.

Maybe...don't be afraid?

However, in the face of Er Nai's hand that re-stretched towards his forehead, Chen Feng's brain became more and more tense as he got closer and closer.

Clap!

Those innocent hands were stagnant in the air, Erno looked at the overturned chair in surprise, and Chen Feng who jumped to the corner like a cat, clinging to the wall.

Chen Feng also realized that he had done something stupid, but he couldn't stop the movement of his body, and finally his mind obeyed the body.

If a person's kindness is rejected or even trampled on, even Chen Feng knows that those who do good will be very disappointed.

Sure enough, Er Nai bit his lip imperceptibly, and the dark green eyes really couldn't see the previous activity.

He, a little self-blame.

Under the mask, Chen Feng opened his mouth and spoke after a while.

"That...sorry..."

It didn't seem like a good choice to stay in the classroom. Chen Feng walked out with his head lowered. The classroom, which was a little popular, became alone.

"What... what..." Er Nai pouted, kicked Chen Feng's table corner lightly, and finally lifted the chair lying on the ground up again.

Now that Chen Feng is gone, there is no need for her to stay in this classroom, but she has been replaying Chen Feng's actions to avoid her palm at that time in her head.

He seems... scared?

It's just to measure the body temperature by hand, what's there to be afraid of?

However, those brown eyes were trembling, and even Nakano Nino could feel that emotion very clearly.

In the corridor, Er Nai lifted her bangs and touched her forehead.

Some hot, some cool.

Hot is flame, and cool is ice.

One can feel the temperature without touching it, and the other can only know how cold it is by touching it.

—・—・—・—

As soon as the bell for early self-study rang, almost every classroom would turn into a deserted wasteland. Near the notice board downstairs, it would turn into Tokyo in 1990, with no shortage of people at all.

The Ice Princess from Class J in the second year, she has always been confident in her grades. She adheres to the concept that no one can play in the second grade, and she doesn't even bother to go down to check the grades immediately.

What's there to say, who else is the first place in the second grade besides himself?

A group of naive people are maintaining their youth with a high-rise building like a bubble, their friends are not even friends, maybe this school is their real friend.

After all, the school is here, and people may not find it after they leave.

There is nothing to talk about at the moment, and there will be nothing to talk about in the future.

A prematurely mature mind can make a person less gregarious than they seem on the surface, and people her age are still giggling, but she's getting tired of it.

"Norwegian Forest" has already been watched many times, but when I look at it again today, Yukinoshita Yukino just feels like the protagonist Watanabe has become lost.

Her sister's words still echoed in her ears, and her mother's face flashed across her mind from time to time.

Before, she didn't want to see that face, but now... She doesn't know if she can see that face again in the future.

Mother, she is... seriously ill...

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Chapter 36 ‘屠杀’

There were only a few people in the classroom who were pattering like a drizzle. She sighed in an impetuous mood, and clipped a kitten bookmark to the number of pages she had seen.

Get up and leave the classroom.

Heaviness is sometimes like a road, the more you step on it, the stronger it becomes.

But she didn't feel how heavy the group of people downstairs was, just like there wouldn't be a flower that wasn't stained with mud on the turbulent road.

"Just a moment...let's make sure."

This sentence seems to be saying to herself, Xuenai walked downstairs, her thoughts became a mess, maybe only by seeing those clear and clear numbers, can I unravel a little bit.

After walking for a while, a water-based pen in Xuenai's skirt pocket was jolted out and rolled down the stairs.

"Eh……"

She walked quickly and picked up the pen. After all, if you didn't pick it up and write later, it would become garbage that no one needs.

Picking up the pen, Xuenai was still half-squatting on the ground, and there was a shadow in front of her.

"Excuse me."

Apologizing casually, Yukino turned to prevent herself from blocking the way of others.

"It's okay...cough..."