There is No Problem with the Youth Under the Snow

Yubihama, who was still starting the conversation just now, just sat on the chair shallowly, resting her hands on her knees.

Others are also a look of their own minds.

Not a leisurely and relaxed silence but a silence accompanied by a sense of tension.

Even the sound made by adjusting the posture will be of great concern, even the slight cough will produce an echo, and even the sound of the second hand walking every second will remain clearly in the ear.

Only the jazz on the radio was playing melodiously.

However, none of the four wanted to miss the actions of others.

The ear became very clear, and even if anyone sighed a little, they would immediately glance at them.

In this way, time passes little by little.

In their inner vortex, the storm that gradually calmed down in the center revealed the true answer.

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When I got home, I felt a little tired on the way. Yukinoshita rarely got into the warm quilt table and lay down casually, showing a rare lazy attitude.

Even so, she seems to be able to give people an unsuspecting lazy beauty.

Rarely took out the phone from his pocket.

The phone, which is usually not used much, rang.

It's the so-called New Year's E-mail.

One is a very formal email with careful choice of words and sentences, one is simple but cute enough to be a little silly, and the other is an email with only a little bit of text and a large part of the paper with sketches..., There is also a very girly greeting email, and it seems that just reading it, you can see Kirakira's star popping out of the horizon.

While reading, I imagined the expressions on their faces when they sent it.

After reading it all, Yukinoshita thought about the reply.

If it was in the past, I would probably still use things like New Year's cards.

Today's information age is really convenient.

Thinking about these things, she wrote replies and deleted them and deleted them, deleted them and wrote them and deleted them and wrote them over and over again.

At first, I wanted to reply with a long text, but would it be uncomfortable if it was too long? Even so, wouldn’t it be too cold to use a short text?

Worried about these things, he only typed a few words.

Yukinoshita Yukino was rarely serious and troubled.

Chapter 239

"It's better to have an ordinary reply."

After thinking about it after the warm table was taken down, I decided that this would be better.

With that in mind, I typed the text in the usual format.

One after another, the emails were all answered quickly.

"call....."

She sighed as if she had completed the task.

The chandelier on the ceiling was a bit dazzling and reflected in the pupils.

The next time we meet, it will probably be the start of school.

Thinking like this, his vision couldn't help but become deeper.

It's really nothing to do, wasting time...  

"Xiao Jing?"

In a somewhat dark room, such a voice came out.

It was daytime, but the curtains were pulled tightly.

"Yang Nai, what's the matter with calling me before?"

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

The ID of "Xiaojing" is clearly displayed on the screen of the call.

"Is number three free?"

"What's matter?"

The voice over the phone became hesitant and confused.

"So, it looks like you'll be free tomorrow."

"Then meet at the old place."

"Hey!"

After saying this, Yang Nai decisively hung up the phone, not giving Jing a chance to continue talking.

What a miserable accident, Hiratsuka-sensei.

Putting the phone aside, Yang Nai lay down on the bed as if tired.