Love Comes After Learning

There was a stalemate like this for a few seconds, and there was a solid silence in the air.

Sanjiu frowned deeply.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"I'm waiting for you to turn and leave."

"It's a coincidence, so am I."

"After you."

"No!" Sanjiu resolutely refused, flattened her mouth, and muttered regretfully.

"We all think the same... so there will be no surprises."

"Let's not talk about the same idea." Asada sighed helplessly, "I can know what you are doing just after going to the toilet for more than ten minutes."

"What..." His face turned red, Sanjiu subconsciously put his legs together, his eyes flickered, "Girls and girls don't have a fixed time to go to the toilet, so don't guess casually..."

Asada tilted her head in bewilderment.

"It's very simple, right? After all, a beautiful girl like Sanjiu shouldn't grow up—"

Before he finished speaking, Sanjiu raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"Don't say it! It's not an animation character, and I can't be happy at all after being praised like this!"

She bit her pink lips and gave him a light look, her cheeks were even darker, and hurriedly continued:

"Also, when you said you were going to strike up a conversation with the old lady and asked me to wait for you in the store, I also knew what you wanted to do!

"So, we are even in this matter!"

"Really?!" Asada shook off her nice-smelling and warm palm, and said in astonishment.

"You even know that I got the old grandma's contact information?"

"..."

Sanjiu stared at Asada expressionlessly, her blue pupils flickered fiercely.

"Well, I was wrong. This is the last joke of the day."

He first raised the white flag to surrender, then stretched out his hand and pinched Sanjiu's slightly hot cheek affectionately.

The tip of the little finger raised her hair on the sideburns, and then slowly locked it on the blue earphones of Audio-Technica, Asada said with a smile.

"Then I'll count three two one, and we will draw together?"

"……Um."

She responded softly, and lowered her eyes shyly as she searched for something in her bag.

Asada also put his hand in the briefcase and looked at Sanjiu.

"So, three, two..."

"Don't say [-] or [-]." Sanjiu suddenly warned coldly.

Asada smiled smugly, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"I wouldn't do that, I said I was joking for the last time...

"Okay, let's count down again—three, two, one!"

As soon as the words fell, the two took out different things from the bag at the same time.

Because I didn't have time to hide the packaging from the other party, it still looked like I just bought it from the store when I took it out.

In Sanjiu's hand was a glasses case, the light gray case seemed inconspicuous and not expensive.

Asada was holding a small bracelet. Under the dim light in front of the apartment, the clean and bright luster was like a silver snake that was burning quietly.

"These are non-prescription glasses, and they seem to suit you very well... so I bought them."

The light-white fingers clenched the glasses case slightly, and Sanjiu bit her lips lightly, with a little anxiety in her voice.

"I haven't given anything to boys before, so this should be okay?"

"Of course. From my side, although the value is not high, I also feel that it is quite suitable for you, so I bought it directly."

Asada was much more relaxed than her, and smiled casually: "I wanted to buy something related to the generals of the Warring States Period as a present for you, but I couldn't find something that fit the budget and aesthetics, so I had to pick the one that looked the most pleasing to the eye."

"Is it the most pleasing to the eye..." Sanjiu looked at the silver bracelet, frowned and thought for a while, then slowly put the glasses case back.

"Then I'll carefully choose a better one for you, this one first..."

Asada quickly grabbed her wrist, and with the other hand, he opened the glasses case, revealing the thin gray glasses inside.

"Okay. This one is fine, no need to change it." He nodded with satisfaction.

She shook her head vigorously.

"No, maybe there will be better ones..."

Sanjiu tried to retract her glasses, but the strength of her struggle was too weak, and Asada could suppress her movements without using any force.

He stared at Sanjiu and asked suddenly.

"Is it important that I look good, or that the glasses look good?"

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Sanjiu froze for a moment, subconsciously looked at his face, and tilted her head uncertainly.

"You... huh?"

"Don't hesitate, it will be very hurtful." Asada couldn't help but rolled her eyes and explained patiently.

"Compared to improving your appearance, the most important thing about giving gifts is to symbolize your heart and memories. Even if you change to a better-looking one, but you can't get back the mood you had when you picked the gift, wouldn't that be a waste?"

"Oh, it makes sense..." Sanjiu nodded half-understanding, and suddenly turned her big blue eyes to stare at his expression.

"Like, like when you gave a flower hairpin?"

"..."

Asada's face froze slightly, knowing that she was talking about the hairpin she gave him when he dated Ichika during the summer vacation.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would mention it at this time, and caught herself by surprise.

After struggling for less than three seconds, Asada took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and nodded resolutely.

"That's right! That's it!"

Cowardly and cringe won't solve anything, to be like a man, the best way to get rid of fear is to face it, honesty can lead to victory!

Asada cheered herself up a few words, then puffed up her chest, and responded to Sanjiu's plain gaze as if death was at home.

"Well, that's it." Sanjiu just nodded, looked away indifferently, and said softly.

"That's even."

"..."

Asada blinked in surprise, this kind of reaction was very Sanjiu's style, so he really couldn't see what she was thinking.

She didn't speak now, but looked at the distant night sky in a daze, thoughtful, and seemed to be simply letting go of her mind.

The atmosphere fell silent like this, and the two held the gifts they wanted to give to each other, but they were like stocks during an economic crisis, not knowing whether they should hand them over or not.

Asada thought for a while, and broke the silence first.

"Sanjiu, tell me about my lines just now."

"What?" She looked back puzzled.

"Just replace the object with me, and replace the glasses with a bracelet." He begged sincerely, "Tell me, I just thought of a good answer!"

"Then, all right..." Sanjiu hesitated for a moment, mustered up the courage, and asked word by word.

"Is it important that I look good, or that the bracelet looks good?"

After she finished speaking, she realized that this was more embarrassing than she had imagined.

How did this person in front of him say such words without changing his face?

Is this the so-called strong man who has been undefeated in countless battlefields and has no sense of shame?

No, it must be because his shame grew in a strange place...

Just when Sanjiu looked away, her little face was reddish and she was struggling.

Asada Shinichi lowered his voice and opened his mouth affectionately.

"It's all important to me. But the most important thing is... Sanjiu, your existence!"

"..."

Sanjiu watched blankly after he finished speaking, frantically raising his eyebrows, showing a faintly smug look, and his heart was full of shakes.

Rather than hugging him emotionally, Sanjiu now wants to complain loudly to him.

so--

You can say such nasty words, what is wrong with your shame? ?

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"A joke? No, dear girlfriend, of course not. Didn't I just say that? That was the last joke of the day."

Asada patted his chest with a serious and affectionate face.

"Although I just said it to ease the atmosphere, this is also my truth. If there is half a lie, just let your father sink me into Tokyo Bay!"

"Ugh..."

Being bombarded repeatedly by the nasty offensive, Sanjiu couldn't help covering her face and let out a slight wail.

Drunk and blush skin was revealed from between her fingers, and her body trembled slightly, as if she was enduring great pain.

"Shinichi, please don't say any more... If you continue, I will die..."

Asada looked at her with some concern, but at this moment he became dull, not knowing what was wrong with her body, so he could only return to a serious posture and care about Sanjiu a few words.

Not long after, with the help of the cool evening breeze, Sanjiu took a deep breath and finally calmed down.

Although the blush still remained on his face, the hurt from his shame had healed a lot.