Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

The two chatted without saying a word, and the finishing work of the conversation was almost completed.

Chapter 792 Chapter 770 Sakamoto: It's time to become an adult!

On the cold operating table, An Yilun also opened his eyes in some confusion.

Although it was very hard, it only opened a gap slightly.

He didn't quite know why he appeared in this place.

I always feel like I have forgotten a lot of things?

An Yilun also tried to move his body.

But his limbs and head were fixed by something, and he couldn't move.

There seemed to be something still attached to the sides of the temple.

An Yilun couldn't help but think of the plots in some evil movies he had watched.

This is me, was sent to the operating table?

An Yilun was also a little puzzled.

He remembered that he seemed to be sleeping at home before, and then he was in this place after waking up?

why?

Incomprehensible.

Looking ahead blankly, An Yilun's brain was working extremely slowly.

Even if it is just a very simple question, he needs to think for a long time.

But the body is inexplicably relaxed.

It's like getting rid of some heavy burden.

This feeling is extremely contradictory.

An Yilun also hoped that her brain could run a little faster.

But obviously can't.

"When did this guy wake up?"

"Forget it, forget it."

A thick male voice sounded, but I don't know why it always feels a bit cheap?

The pupils turned, An Yilun also wanted to see the source of the voice clearly.

Although I don't know what's the use.

But maybe I can ask the other party to let me go?

But when An Yilunye's pupils turned away, the nozzle of a spray can was aimed at his face.

When An Yilun saw this spout, he didn't know why he suddenly felt an inexplicable panic.

As if this thing is very dangerous.

An Yilun herself didn't know where this feeling came from.

After all, I don't seem to know what this thing is.

Before he could figure out what happened.

A puff of gas is ejected from the nozzle.

An Yilun also suddenly felt a heavy drowsiness.

The eyes that were barely opened were closed almost without any struggle.

"Clatter la la la..."

The sound of running water brought An Yilun back to his thoughts.

An Yilun in pajamas also stood blankly in front of the mirror, holding a toothbrush covered in foam in his hand.

He looked a little dazed in the mirror.

An Yilun didn't recover until the water in the cup overflowed.

After hastily turning off the water flow, An Yilun also let out a long hutch.

Last night seemed to be a nightmare, but when I woke up, I couldn't remember what dream I had.

What a pity.

An Yilun also wanted to record the things in his dreams before, maybe they could be used as inspiration or something.

After all, isn't there an artist who likes to paint the scenery in his dreams?

It's a pity that An Yilun couldn't remember anything when he woke up.

After washing up, An Yilun also opened the door and walked out of the entrance.

Feeling the dazzling sunlight outside the door, An Yilun also let out a long sigh.

This sunshine is really uncomfortable.

"It's such a boring life, it's meaningless at all."

Going to school day after day, such a life without any waves is really boring.

Although he has a goal of making games, the progress so far is still basically no.

It can only be said that many people in their youth will have a very good goal, which they feel seems to be achievable.

But most people can't hold on to it.

In the end, it became a small episode in memory, and I will only feel a little emotional when I recall it one day in the future.

An Yilun also felt that he might be like this in the future.

After all, art comes from life.

How can I make a good work in my peaceful and boring daily life?

I really envy those people whose real life is the same as light novels.

An Yilun, who walked out of the room, also bent down subconsciously, looking down at the ground with his head down.

The shoulders are tilted forward, and an obvious rich bag appears at the nape of the neck.

Although he knew that this movement was not good for his body, An Yilun was already used to it.

If you might regret it in the future, wait until you reach that age to regret it.

Now I just want to be happy.

As for anything else.

Go to hell.

Nothing is more important than being happy right now.

Young people, of course, you still have to be a little more relaxed.

After finding a bunch of decadent reasons for herself in her heart, An Yilun also went to school with a bit of reluctance in peace of mind.

No matter what you do, as long as you find a suitable reason for yourself, An Yilun can do it without any psychological burden.

Others find reasons for themselves after they have a psychological burden.

This guy first finds a good reason for himself and then does things.

It can only be said that this is also a talent.

After An Yilun also left, Luo Zhen who was holding a tablet in his hand pushed open the door and came out.

Tapping with his finger on the tablet, he recorded his observation report on An Yilun.

'Target has no abnormal behavior, everything is normal......'

This sentence will be specially recorded every time An Yilun is also erased from memory.

As An Yilunye's neighbor, Luo Zhen was naturally the one with the most records.

There was part of the reason why Luo Zhen lived in this place at the beginning.

It would be reasonable for a guy who is often involved in abnormal incidents to have a more reliable and capable investigator next to him.

"Great, another day of peace."

Putting the tablet back into the bag, feeling the bright sunshine, Luo Zhen sighed.

Such a peaceful life is really good.

It would be nice if we could just keep calm like this.

The same sunlight, but just a few meters away.

The two people have completely different moods and emotions.

Shaking his head, Luo Zhen threw these thoughts out of his head.

He greeted Naruhyo Muku who just left home, and the two went to school together.

Although the two are not in the same school, the first half of the road is the same.

It's just that they will separate at a certain intersection in the future.

On the other side, at Sakamoto's house——

"call.................."

Sakamoto, who was naked to the waist, looked at himself in the mirror, his skin was fair and smooth enough for most girls to feel that there were beads of sweat hanging on his skin.

His black hair was wet with sweat from his forehead and stuck to his skin.

The streamlined muscle arrangement is tight and full of sporty beauty.

After taking the glasses from Queen Bee and putting them on, Sakamoto's sharpness slowly faded at this moment, and he looked like an ordinary student at first glance.

"almost."