A half-hour silence.

In the study room, the two sat face to face, and Kazuya Kazuya was also reading the manuscript with all his attention. Seeing him looking so serious and serious, Honda Liuri was a little uncomfortable.

Revising this book has two meanings for her.

The first one is of course to perfect your work and make it better.

The second one is... She wants to publish and sell it again, and then this time she will no longer ask her family to help her to see how the modified ones can be sold.

It’s not that she wants to make much money, but after seeing her books in the bookstore, she regards writing as her new goal, and naturally wants to gain recognition from more people.

These are the driving forces that prompted her to revise this book so hard.

"Matsumoto-kun..."

"There are a few places I don't understand very well." Kazuya of Shrine suddenly spoke.

"Where?" Liuli felt cold suddenly. If the things she wrote could not make people understand smoothly, it would be obvious how failed it would be.

"Don't be nervous, Matsumoto-kun, it's just some small details." Kazuya Kanya saw his whole body stiffening and chuckled to relax.

"I'll sit next to you and talk to you."

Kazuya Kanya got up and came to Honda Liuli. While getting closer to him, she also spread the manuscripts on the table, pulled out one of them, pointed to the above words and started asking.

And Honda Liuli's head was a little dizzy at this time.

The boy's exhale, the temperature on his body, and a faint smell of shampoo.

Did the Shrine Lord come here just after taking a shower?

And he is so close to me!

Honda Liuli's inner alarm sounded, causing her to move it to the left instinctively.

Kazuya Shin-gun looked at her with some surprise, "Matsumoto, can you see clearly if you are so far away from me?"

"Prefer to sit here."

"Oh, oh, OK."

Honda Liuli approached him like a wooden man and began to try hard to focus on his manuscript.

"Like this sentence... Matsumoto-kun, you created a haiku. Well... Isn't the sad feelings you want to express here? Your haiku... I always feel that it doesn't fit the artistic conception. Sorry, I really don't understand poetry haiku."

"And here... the connection between the upper and lower parts is fine, but why did this person say this in the future? I read it a little faster and didn't quite understand it. Is this a foreshadowing?"

Honda Ryuri was originally reading the manuscript and listening to him. But as he looked, he would unconsciously notice his slender fingers.

The skinny hand is indeed very suitable for playing the piano, but there seems to be a scar on his index finger? I don’t know where it was injured, it looks so serious...

First, he looked at his fingers, and then as he listened, his eyes slowly moved upwards, and Honda Liuri looked at his side face.

The face is much better than the hands. Although he is obviously adolescent, he cannot see a single acne and is fair and clean.

"Matsumoto, although you have modified a lot of overall changes, I still think...some places are strange, maybe because you have not experienced them in real life. Many times, they rely on imagination and search for information, so they can't write that feeling."

"I feel that I can't give it all to you now. How many days do you wait for me? I'll go back and read the full text carefully and then write you a reading note or something like that? It just so happens that there is a copy machine in the library, and I can copy your manuscripts later."

Kazuya Kanya kept talking nonstop, but received no response. He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Honda Ryuri with a wry smile, "Matsumoto, are you listening?"

"Ah, um, I'm listening." When Honda Liuri turned to herself, she felt guilty immediately when she saw his eyes as clear as water.

"You aren't listening, right?" Kazuya Kazuya smiled helplessly, "Why do you still feel like you can't let go? It's completely different from you who chatted with me on the line."

"Aren't we friends now? Just say anything you want to say. Moreover, you are always so reserved that I feel weird."

"Then what should I do...it's more normal?" Honda Liuri looked at him and asked in a deep voice.

"Well...just, there are not so many rules and regulations among boys. By the way, there is a very handsome move I have always wanted to try, but I have never found anyone before."

"Matsumoto, can you try it?" Kazuya Shenmiao asked with a smile.

"Forehead……?"

"Touch your hand first."

"Then expand your palm."

"Then you get off and I get up, let's take a photo."

"Then it becomes me and you go down and take pictures."

"Then you touch your fists with your hands, then the back of your hands and then the back of your hands, and finally stretch out your index finger to point to the sky."

"Remember, let's do it once?" Kazuya Kanya saw that Honda Ryuri cooperated with him very much, and he became a little excited. When he was in junior high school, he recorded this set of fist-fighting and handsome moves from the Internet, but he had never had a good relationship with his homosexual friend, so he kept it in his heart.

He had also thought about playing with Xin Zhengcheng, but Xin Zhengcheng ran around as soon as the get out of class was class, and he would only talk to him a few words during class, and he couldn't find a chance to teach him.

"Ha..." Liuli felt a little confused, but she still cooperated.

Up and down, fist, stretch out your fingers to point the sky. The steps are very simple, and Liuli remembers them very clearly.

But she didn't know what the meaning of this action was.

"Come on, we'll speed up this time."

"Up and down, fist bumps...yes!"

"Get quicker."

"Okay!" Kazuya Shenmiao laughed. After seeing the two of them performing this handsome move in such a tacit understanding, he smiled very happily.

Some actions are done by men and men.

If it were Celia, she might be willing to mess with her, but she certainly does not have the kind of tacit understanding that is so handsome among boys.

"How is it, are you relaxing?" Kazuya Kazuya felt very comfortable, and he fulfilled his little wish again.

Honda Liuri touched the back of her hand that was painfully patted, and was stunned when she heard his words.

Is this a move to relax me?

"Well, it's better." Honda Liuri nodded.

"In the future, when we meet or say goodbye, we can do this kind of action. Well, I think it's very handsome if I think about it."

“…So it was done to show off your coolness?”

"Yes, and don't you feel comfortable in this kind of coordination? Just like watching the automatic machinery work in factories, you will feel very happy to see them being able to screw the screws in accurately."

"Don't you think Matsumoto-kun?"

"???" Honda Liuri was confused when she heard this, but when she saw him laughing so naturally and happily, she rarely went against her will.

"Yeah, it's indeed."

I always feel that the Lord of the God Palace is simpler than she thought.

It looks a bit like Xia, sometimes, it's stupid...

Under the girl's mask, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
Chapter completed!