(Second update~ By the way, I just saw something big about B.com. I can't say more about the specific details, otherwise someone would beat me to death on the way of heaven. Then, by the way, the author is very satisfied with his current results. Zhou Pui is the first. Although Zhou Ding is still bleak, there is nothing I can do. This is simply that...)

"Just as you said, you are super cute, indeed, in my eyes you are also super cute. Behind me, I also admit that my heart beats faster and some delusions appear in my mind. But I know that is just delusions."

After the initial anger was sprayed out, my mind gradually calmed down. Or it became a little more extreme. The words in my mouth kept deflecting in a more extreme and sharp direction. But I had no idea of ​​regaining them. The words I was supposed to swallow were said without thinking, as if I should have done so.

"Because you are a beautiful girl, because you are a beauty. In terms of appearance bonus, first of all, people like to listen to you, and secondly, your messy theories. Who do you think you like to listen to your theories? Like to listen to your correct theories? Now everyone is so busy, who has the fucking time to feel the world? Do you think you are taking a bath? It's just that you like to listen to a beautiful girl talking big in front of you. If you are an ugly girl, what effect do you think your theory will have? Huh?"

"Because everyone is all face-controlled! They all like to watch beautiful girls! They like to talk to beautiful girls, and they like to chat with beautiful girls. Even if it's a minute, they want to have something to do. The so-called youth is the youth of handsome guys and beautiful girls, and youth love stories are also the love stories of handsome guys and beautiful girls. Don't involve me in this kind of thing, it's a lot of trouble when I get in. In other words, who would like to like the youth story of the hero with a dead look and the ugly heroine? Will the editor kill you the fuck? But this is the fact, this is the youth of many people, not what you see!"

This time it should be considered a map cannon. At least a few girls who didn't look very cute suddenly looked dim. Those instantly filled groups and other girls were also a little at a loss. However, the logic in my mind that gradually deviated at a speed of 80 miles made my language skew in an unknown direction.

In other words, I don’t know what I’m talking about now. It’s more like venting my emotions directly, pouring out the things in my mind like I’m selling them out. All of them are poured out to those who are listening to the conversation.

"For my youth, many people's youth are just a group of big men talking about football stars or playing game consoles, and then girls pass on each other's newspapers to see the beautiful stars on it. Then they spend their youth in this endless cycle. Then they think back and say that they pretended to say what happened when I was young, and this is youth. For me, this is youth. This is our youth, but it will definitely not be yours. So, if you don't understand, please don't interfere, is that okay?"

The chaotic thoughts in my mind gradually became tidy, and the voice returned to its original appearance. The gradually torn cracks slowly healed. Looking at the girl with hair covering her face in front of me, I subconsciously put on that familiar smile again. I smiled at the snow standing there, and the false sunlight once again filled the entire classroom.

There is no need to say anything. There is no point in saying anything. If you continue to say something, what can you say? Nothing can be changed based on your thoughts. For me, and for her, too.

So let's draw a rest.

Although I was not satisfied with this sudden development, it would be better for me to draw the ending.

"...Look it a little bit clearer, don't be too tight. I hate you, you hate me, just stay hostile."

Turning around and ignoring the snow standing there, I reached out and tried my best to smooth out the pages that were bent because of my emotional excitement. The words on them became blurred by sweat and hard kneading.

Ahhh, that's why I'm annoyed. I know more than anyone else's weakness just by language. Rather than saying, it's better to do it directly. As for whom you want to change your life, your future, and correct your personality, it's useless. There is no way except for yourself to change. Everything is futile, except reality.

"Youth love comedy is not suitable for me at all. So what can you do if you tell me? So what can I do if I say everything clearly? What can I get? What can I get? Keep this mood in my heart and pretend it doesn't exist. This is good for us. You are a beautiful girl, and you are Yukino Yukinoshita. If you are related to people like me, your evaluation will be reduced. Is that true?"

I tried hard to smooth the wrinkles on it, but the scars would never be erased. No matter how hard I pressed it, the pages of the book were still stubbornly raised. Looking at the snow beside me, I smiled gently.

"We just pretend that nothing has happened to each other. You are your Yukinoshita Yukino, and I am my Hikigaya Hachiman. Parallel lines will never intersect, do you understand? Time will smooth everything, and sooner or later can be seen. Then, just treat it as the etiquette of the short few months we met, come and shake hands."

I stretched out my palm with a smile on my face, signaling that Xue Zhixia would just have a little meaning, announcing the complete end of this relationship.

Whether it is the Service Department, the relationship, or the thoughts of others, everyone has their own way of living. Therefore, if this relationship is over, it will be beneficial to everyone. Whether it is for Yukishi, Yuhihama, or me, this choice is correct. I believe so firmly.

“…”

Xue Zhixia looked at my stretched out hand and let out a sigh of relief.

Then stretch out your hand.

With a crisp sound of "bang", my face on the other side quickly turned red and swollen. It was as if it was burned by a soldering iron. In the eyes of the students in the class, the cheeks on both sides finally maintained a degree of balance.

"...You liar."

The woman who had performed her atrocities whispered, then turned decisively and walked towards her own position.

In a trance, I seemed to see something crystal clear fell on the ground, wetting a small piece of the classroom ground.

When I scolded you, I said the truth...
Chapter completed!