Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

I still opened my mouth, silent.

Thousands of words that I originally wanted to say can be omitted.

It seemed that the silence during this time was just waiting for this sentence.

And I can't make him wait any longer...

"Please tell me all the things you hate, Mr. Hikigu..."

My voice trembled too.

Once the words have been said, the emotion will burst; the two sentences are just wires, and once they meet, the words will rush in and block my throat again.

He came over and wanted to take my hand.

I swung his outstretched hand away, and he flinched suddenly, moving one foot back a little.

And I grabbed his arm with both hands.

"Are you still running away?"

There was a wave of wavering in his eyes, dodging and dodging.

"...Why, we have to make each other wait so long..."

I didn't want to be watched and said those words by him, so I had to forcefully pull him to my side and stick tightly to his arm.

"I do not know either......"

He finally spoke.I can be silent now.Listen quietly, those words will be uttered by him, and they will also be uttered by me.

"Obviously I have nothing but each other. Obviously the more I hate the world around me, the more I should hold on to each other. We are all doing something stupid."

What a fool we were two.He doesn't even know how to protect his own things, no matter how precious things are, they will be destroyed by such stupidity.At that time, we will regret the loss of the most important things.

Thinking of such stupidity brings tears to my eyes.It's tears of anger.

He was still holding my arm tightly against me, his fingers seemed to be sinking deeply.I don't know if I, a girl, can make him feel pain after using so much strength.

"Ah, it hurts..."

I couldn't help laughing at such small complaints.

At this time, it is a mistake to care about these things.

Chapter 99 Some Women's Secret Thoughts (No Mutation World Line)

"Understood, this is the past."

I put down my phone, immediately went to change out of my loose pajamas full of wrinkles, went to the bathroom to solve my physical, oral, and facial problems within 3 minutes, checked the neckline and the grass on my head again and again, and rushed back to the living room in a few steps Grabbing the phone, kicking on his shoes, he shouted to Komachi who was staring at him with wide eyes, "I'm going out!"

He slammed the door open with a "bang", slammed it shut again, jumped to the side of the bicycle, put the key in the keyhole at one time, jumped on the car, pedaled, and drifted onto the road.

I can’t blame me for going out in such a hurry, whoever made the bed must stay me until eleven o’clock, this delicate time is almost destined to eat at home, but if someone asks me to go out to eat, there is still time.

I originally planned to lie in bed and wait for 11:30, the time when I was destined to eat at home, but it was only a quarter past eleven when my phone vibrated.A new SMS alert is displayed on the screen.

"Um...ha! Not good! Too late!"

While I'm troubled by not informing people until the last minute, it's just too much like that guy, and too much like my dilly-dallying, dishonest personality—that is, I'm just as troubled— — So you still have to accept it honestly.

After all, cycling as soon as you wake up must be good for your body.

So, because I was overly looking forward to, excited and excited about Yukinoshita asking me to go to dinner (this is called a date), even if it was a summer vacation with nothing to do, I had to overcome my lazy factor (and I was still dating during the holidays Let’s go!), in any case, you must rush there as soon as possible, and try to clean up your body as much as possible, and even though the time is only a quarter of an hour, you must not delay, and give full play to your enthusiasm for riding!

Red light, red light, red light...

When another red light came on, I pulled out my phone and watched the 3 minutes more than expected, with mixed feelings and trying to do the difficult calculation of time management.Well, the best starting line is two meters behind the white line, so that you can reach your maximum speed the instant the light turns green, get ready...go! ...then the light turns green...successfully turns the intersection and goes straight...

However, the screech of brakes sounded.

It's my brakes.

The car blocking my way seemed quite at ease, not even interested in starting.

From this point of view, I was too reckless to almost bump into it.

"Sorry, but I don't have time to slow down like you."

After keeping my eyes on for a moment, I noticed that the car was quite luxurious, like a sports car.

But now is not the time for two car owners (bike owner and luxury car owner) to envy each other. I lowered my head to find the position of the pedal and pedaled the car again.

But the car stopped in front of me again.

Rather, just as I indicated the intention to turn left, its front also moved to the left, and moved forward a little, forcing me to back up a little.

This is indeed a world problem that human beings will encounter on the road.

When two people meet face to face on a road that is not wide, who will make way first and which way to make way will become the most difficult choice.

At this time, the two people's thinking will be highly synchronized. They both avoid the same side of the road, and then avoid the other side together after bumping into each other. This goes back and forth many times, and finally...

The two stood still, both wanting to wait for the other to make a choice first, but when they saw the other stop and wanted to go first, the other thought the same way, so the two moved at the same time, and once again fell into an endless loop with no solution. .....

That's what happened to me and the car right now.

Originally, the car was parked on the side of the road, started, and was about to start; but the bicycle I was riding was nimble and compact, and the most efficient solution was obviously that I dodged to the side and let the car pass.

But the owner of the car didn't seem to be aware of the large body of his car, thinking that it could hide aside to make way for me, so this situation was created.

Finally, I decided to give in first.As soon as I stopped at the white line between the dual carriageways on the left side of the road, I left enough room for it to pass, giving up my right to go first.

So I closed my eyes and waited for the troublesome car to drive away.

Its engine revs up.

Ah, let's go, I have to go to Yukinoshita for dinner, don't miss my appointment... This is a good sign that the holiday has just begun...

However, a deafening horn sounded.

When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to find that not only did the car not drive away at all, but it also pointed the front of the car at me and honked the horn at me with all its strength.

Seeing this absurd and infuriating behavior, I glared at the owner of the car behind the windshield holding the steering wheel.

The woman, however, was happily beeping the horn on the steering wheel with a mischievous grin on her face, not caring what bothered the young man on the bike.

Seeing that I finally looked up at her, the car owner seemed quite satisfied, and the strength of his hand on the horn continued unabated.

Finally, she stopped honking the horn, pressed the car window, poked her head out and greeted enthusiastically:

"Hey, Hikigu, are you going out for a drive?"

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Mr. Hiratsuka? ! !

"Hiratsuka...sensei..."

That was Hiratsuka-sensei's car.Because I haven't seen it for too long, I didn't recognize it at a glance.

In an instant, the emotion of reuniting with my teacher after a long absence made me lose my mind, and I almost rushed forward with a hopeless expression and hugged her in pain...

But because it was on the main road, and her behavior just now was not like a teacher at all, I still let myself put on an angry and dissatisfied expression.

To be honest, such a teacher is too stupid...

Driving a luxury car to embarrass a young man on a bicycle, am I being bullied?That's right, it really is bullying, right?

"Biqigu, you've grown up, you can't recognize it when you see it from a distance; you look more youthful, kid."

Don't you still recognize it...

Hiratsuka-sensei parked the car again, turned off the engine, got out and walked over.

I also push my bike to the side of the road.

Yukinoshita I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm late please forgive me... I apologized a million times in my heart... After all I never expected to meet this person, and just put it like this It's not good for an older single female mentor to be thrown by the side of the road...

single?

I looked suspiciously.

I haven't seen you for three years. Could this person have entered the palace of marriage?If Hiratsuka-sensei finally fulfills her long-cherished wish and finds that Prince Charming, I, a student, will be moved to tears.

And, and, I must (good wishes?)

Meet the man...

To be honest, looking at this manly and handsome woman walking in front of me, I didn't notice much change.

She still straightened her clothes, but she still had a sense of ruffianism; one hand was on her waist, and her shoulders were strong enough to bear the weight it should have.

The hair was still so long, fluttering behind her back, parting and closing as she walked.

"I also hope that the teacher can behave appropriately for his age."

A fist has already hit my stomach.

So fast......

Hiratsuka-sensei clenched his other fist, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and said, "Hikigaya, don't do such an uncute thing when we first meet."

"It's not good to bully a young man like this on the main road? It must have been intentional just now, right?!"

It was her words... definitely on purpose... no doubt...

"Hahahaha, what are you talking about? I just don't know which way to turn."

God, how did a woman in her thirties show such an innocent smile?

Please, if you make such a foul move, I won't be able to fight back......

"Then," Hiratsuka-sensei put his raised fist on my head, turned it into a palm, touched it lightly, and then retracted it, "You are on your way, where are you going?"

It's as if she instinctively regarded me as the kid back then, and then suddenly realized that it has been three years since then.

Before I could answer, Hiratsuka-sensei grabbed my arm, "Ah, let me take you there! Get in the car, get in the car! Let's go!"

"I said, I came here on a bicycle..."

"It's not important anymore..."

Without even looking at me, she opened the passenger door, threw me into the car like a sandbag, and slammed the door shut.

I pushed down the window and watched as she easily lifted my bike to a parking area on the side of the road, locked it in two or three clicks, and sat back in my car.

"I don't want you to say no... how about, is there something for the teacher to return to Chiba?"

"Oh, that's right," Hiratsuka-sensei put his hands on the back of his head, "Come back and have a look."

"Then teacher, hurry up, I'll get off the bus."

"Oh, I'm already in the car, so why be polite?"

As soon as I opened the car door, I was dragged back to the seat, "Let's go!" Hiratsuka-sensei happily started the car.

Out of sympathy for the older (single?) woman (still a young woman? Or?), I didn't tell her the purpose of going out...

I just told her which shopping mall and which restaurant I was going to... After all, if I told her that I was going on a date with Yukinoshita, Hiratsuka-sensei would probably regard me as an enemy from now on...

"Are you going to have dinner with your classmates?"

In the car, the teacher asked.

"Oh...um."

I stared out of the window and answered falteringly.

It didn't take long to get to the place Yukinoshita mentioned, and Hiratsuka-sensei's speed was always on the verge of being punished, so there was no delay in the end.

When the car was parked, Hiratsuka-sensei said goodbye, "I'll ask you out for dinner later."

"Ah."

The phone screen lights up.

It's under the snow.

"Actually... Mom and sister are here too..."

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"Mr. Hiratsuka! Although this is very rude, please join me and have dinner with 'classmates'!"

"Eh?"