People in Tokyo, the world is clear

The detailed description seemed to make the girl next to him very happy.

She squinted her eyes and smiled, hid the handkerchief in her arms, and stared over.

He spoke in a drawn-out tone, but unexpectedly revealed a slightly complicated expression:

"I'm not going to let go."

"Good good."

It's just a small toy. I never used it at first, so from the beginning, I thought of giving it as a gift.

How can we take it back?

He didn't take this remark to heart and walked the girl to the station with his hands in his pockets.

"Or, just send the Buddha to the west and go straight home."

"Shinagawa is one of the safest areas in Tokyo."

Miss Ito reached over and twisted her arm. "Why bother making an extra trip?"

So thoughtful, little angel.

As she sighed, she took out bottles and a small knife from her bag.

The arms display phase brought another layer of peace of mind.

"I'll be back around nine."

"Ah."

A brief farewell.

Gazing at the girl waving at the platform, I suddenly recalled the days when we first met.

It is clearly just a simple picture filled with ordinary joy, but it always occupies an unexpectedly deep place in my memory.

Perhaps it is because, for those who do not have great ambitions, simple joy seems solid.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. To the point that I almost forgot how I stumbled back to my rental apartment.

When I came to my senses, there was another girl plucking the strings next to me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the cake with a few bites taken from it, and the jar and cup of rice wine beside it.

"I ended up drinking it anyway."

"You can't just eat cake without eating it."

Miss Xiazhi's face flushed red. She looked over with a smile and said, "Would you like to try it too?"

"never mind."

When I declined, the person next to me had already placed the guitar against the corner of the table and sat on the chair next to it, which was the seat of the short-haired girl just now.

The air around her was filled with the sweet aroma of rice wine and the taste of the candies she often ate.

"I'm really happy today, Xiaolin."

"I see it."

"that..."

She tentatively reached out her hand, but was arrested on the spot and grabbed by someone in return.

But, the next step——

"Eh?"

The other party's sudden initiative obviously startled Miss Qingshan. She was completely stunned, her face flushed and her eyes wide open, looking at the person who was staring at her expression.

"you."

The young man ignored her words and simply leaned closer, forcing her to lean back subconsciously.

Even as he continued to move forward, a watery color gradually gathered in his eyes—

"Snapped."

Then her hands were dropped.

"Well..."

After coming back to his senses from the shock, Qingshan Xiazhi noticed a new expression on the face of the person in front of him.

He looked helpless as expected and shook his head.

"You're scared, right? So, if you're afraid of the consequences, don't do it like you did just now. It's easy to get into trouble accidentally. Proceed with caution!"

The serious tone of someone who had experienced it immediately amused the woman who finally understood the situation.

"I was wondering why you were so proactive all of a sudden... But..." Her eyes flickered with intelligence, "If I hadn't backed off just now, how would you have responded, Xiaolin?"

"The fact is that you shrank."

"Isn't it okay to assume? For example, for example..."

She smiled and leaned over, "Not only did you not scare me, but you actually fell right into my arms?"

Then a hand pushed her crossed arms, pushing her away with a dissatisfied groan.

Then, the young man stood up without saying a word, took a few steps to the entrance and changed his shoes.

Someone was so anxious that he immediately rushed over and hurriedly hugged her waist from behind.

"Hey! No, no!"

"Let go first."

"I...promise you won't leave."

"Given your current behavior, I can't make any promises about that."

"Okay, okay, I surrender."

In the end, Qingshan Xiazhi had no choice but to raise his hands and take the lead in expressing his sincerity.

"Don't do it again."

Lin Sen then returned to his seat and said, "Don't touch me without my consent. Sometimes, this kind of thing really bothers me."

"Intimate interaction is a sign of a good relationship."

"Don't."

Lin Sen raised his hand. "Just now, when we were recording the show, I was worried you wouldn't be able to sing, so I reluctantly agreed to this kind of interaction. Don't make it a daily routine."

"Xiao Lin makes it seem like he really dislikes me. Am I really that annoying?"

"Quite the opposite. Precisely because I treat you more like a woman, I have to be more cautious. Otherwise, if an accident occurs, it will be truly disastrous."

"Huh? Does that mean I'm a cute and pretty girl in Xiaolin's eyes?"

"Can you please pay attention to the point of my language... and still laugh?"

"Hey, hey~ Wrong, wrong! I was just kidding!"

Quickly kneeling on a chair, she waved to stop someone who was about to stand up, and the girl, Xia Zhi, remained kneeling and bowed deeply in the air several times:

"I'm wrong! Please forgive me!"

Then, Yinqin ran around and took out a can of drink and handed it over.

"But speaking of which, Xiaolin really doesn't plan to have a lover?"

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To be honest, this question stumped Lin Sen a bit.

If it were in the past, I would definitely be able to express my negative attitude with confidence and peace of mind.

However, recently, the situation has probably changed a bit.

I had thought she was a non-partisan friend, a girl named Ito Nishika, but by chance, she and I had a chance encounter during a recent trip. And then, two days ago, we continued our strange relationship.

Although I didn't make it to the last step - but obviously, deceiving myself or pretending to ignore what happened are both excessive behaviors.

Lin Sen would not do that. Moreover, after careful consideration, he did not deny that he admired and liked Ito Xiguo in his heart.

Moreover, if I were to put aside all considerations, I would have absolutely no objection to becoming her lover.

This also means that the results of everything have become an inevitable direction -

Now that Miss Ito has confessed her thoughts, it is very likely that one day in the near future, he will accept the girl's feelings.

Regardless of whether the final result is good or bad, you must choose to start a relationship, face the boomerang thrown the hardest, and let it ravage your face.

There is no way around it, no room for maneuver or retreat.

These are the consequences of not complying with self-regulation regulations.

Lin Sen was by no means irresponsible. Although he still harbored a lingering fear of a future in which he and Ms. Ito would eventually part ways or face conflict, this didn't mean he would act like a coward and run away now that the situation was irreversible.

That is, all in all, it probably won't take long—

He would slap himself in the face in front of everyone, then raise his arms and make a loud declaration to express that he has entered the relationship mode.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel troubled and distressed.

When the direction of life changes dramatically, many things become complicated and confusing.

Commonly known as, one step collapses and all steps collapse, a chain reaction.

It's easy to give an example based on the current situation.

For example, he was even nominally engaged to a female editor. According to his original life plan, this kind of thing seemed natural, a waste of resources, not a big deal.

But now this situation where they are eager to break the window paper and become lovers is quite difficult to deal with.

What was extremely difficult was explaining to the female editor that the contract had to be redrafted, and what was even more terrifying was that I had to explain the contract marriage to Miss Ito.

Would the female editor agree to the proposal? Would the girl harbor resentment because of some degree of concealment in the past?

And...how will other friends, including the female singer Xia Zhi in front of you, view themselves in a new way because of their clown performance of claiming to be unmarried and not in love but suddenly announcing a relationship?

Even...will my bad behavior further change my opinion of Ms. Ito?

When I thought about this, I felt inexplicably irritated.

Only now did I realize that the accumulated things had become a series of time bombs - or rather, I had realized it before, but just subconsciously didn't think about it too deeply.

But, these things have to be dealt with eventually.

He pulled out the tangled wires in the bomb and cut them off fiercely.

Because he didn't manage himself well, things had developed to the point where he would soon have to take responsibility for the life of a girl named Ito Nishika.

The current situation is the price of making mistakes. Whether it's criticism or even insults, Lin Sen will take it seriously.

In fact, looking back from now, I can feel that I am not very good at handling interpersonal relationships. To some extent, I even seem stupid and bad because I have not had much contact with women.

Whether you reflect on this or blame yourself, or it goes against your wishes, it has come to this point.

The only thing to do is face it.

I just hope that it won't cause more harm to anyone other than myself.

Lin Sen is clearly an atheist, but he still wants to sincerely pray to fate for this.

At the same time, I probably became more determined about something.

He suddenly looked up and looked seriously at the woman who had restrained her expression because of his long thinking and had a premonition.

There was some hesitation and difficulty in her increasingly complicated gaze.

But in the end, he took a deep breath and spoke with effort:

"Actually, so far, we have a specific target in mind."

Then, under the focused gaze of the female singer who unconsciously lost her expression, she pursed her lips.

He lowered his eyes to look at her legs hanging down from the chair, and stared at her toes which were faintly twisted in her socks.

Close your eyes again.

"Maybe I'm slapping myself in the face. But sometimes, plans can't keep up with changes."

Then, he sighed again: