The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

Although it wasn't Hiroshi who did it, the cause of this incident was still him. Mr. Hiroshi Gogen, what magic do you have that makes so many outstanding girls do such things for you?

Even led her into the pit

Thinking of this, Shiyu showed a bitter look of self-mockery on her face.

After figuring out the key points, Shiyu also admired the two girls for the willpower they relied on to make the decision. As for Shiyu, she understood it herself.

Moreover, even after what had happened to her and Eriri, she still had such a resolute heart to complete it.

Such determination.

A trace of confusion flashed across her rosy eyes. Shiyu's bad mood due to accidentally losing the treasure began to fade a little, and the sadness in her heart also subsided a little. She couldn't help but admire these brave people, but she was also speechless.

She knew that her unconscious actions had led someone's carefully crafted chess game to an uncertain outcome, and the future became uncertain once again. But it wasn't her fault! She even sacrificed herself! Who could she confide in this sorrow?

Her motivation, that feeling of never forgetting it and thinking about it like crazy.

It's really painful to see the person you like being taken away by someone else in front of you.

Well, it's very uncomfortable.

Such thoughts flooded into her mind, and the shock of last night's events fermented in her heart. Shiyu was almost going crazy.

My body began to tremble slightly, and I didn't know whether I was feeling shame or grief.

But it has already happened, there is no use regretting it.

Shiyu closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Kasumigaoka Utaha is not a girl who only indulges in the regret and sorrow of the past. She has to seize the happiness that is at hand by herself!

Perhaps losing is a very difficult and painful thing, but as the saying goes, "Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise." The dark clouds in your heart will eventually dissipate.

Her fair and tender hands clenched into fists under the quilt, and the image of the boy as warm as the sun emerged in her mind as she secretly made up her mind.

I must make my money back!

Papapa

A low tapping sound was heard not far away. As the author, Shiyu of course knew it was the tapping sound of the keyboard. I didn't pay attention to it before because I was too familiar with it. Now I turned around and saw it. It was as if fate had destined that you were always by my side when I thought of you.

A quiet figure sat there silently, typing on the keyboard with a somewhat haggard look. The smile that used to hang on the corner of his mouth disappeared without a trace, leaving only his lips tightly pursed for some reason.

His swollen forehead and eyes were bloodshot, and the look of regret, annoyance and pain was beyond words.

It makes people tremble. It turns out that all this has happened.

Everyone is in so much pain.

There was a rustling sound beside her, and Eriri, who was lying next to her, seemed to wake up, but she buried her face in the quilt without opening her eyes.

Shiyu could understand that this was not the ending that anyone wanted to see.

He sighed softly in his heart, and hugged his comrade in the same trench with all his strength, and his chest was soaked unconsciously.

He looked up and whispered softly to the air.

"Good morning, Hiroki."

By omitting "Jun", the title becomes more intimate, similar to the name between lovers, or this is it!

The person in his arms paused, and the sound of keyboard typing disappeared.

The two people on the other side twitched their eyelashes slightly, but said nothing.

You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.

There is another chapter in the evening, now I will go to cook.

Chapter 159: Invitation to the Tragedy of Gogen Hiroki

The greeting was very shallow, surprisingly bland like usual.

But it seemed to wake everyone up.

In the quiet little room, the almost frozen air began to circulate again. Haoshu, who was at the center of the storm, trembled slightly and stopped what he was doing. When the moment really came, he suddenly didn't dare to look at the expression on Shiyu's face. He pursed his lips and nodded silently. After a moment of silence, he spoke the first words in several hours.

The voice was hoarse and tired like never before, but it was extremely reliable.

"You should rest for a while. I'll get you breakfast."

He still put others first, as if nothing he saw could change his nature. But, where no one could see, his old hands were now clenched into fists, a testament to Hiroshi's determination beneath his calm exterior.

I can’t make them worry anymore; I can’t let anyone get hurt anymore. I kept repeating this to myself in my heart, constantly warning myself.

Everything that happened was not so peaceful. Hiroshi just could no longer show his vulnerable face in front of the people who liked him.

I am the culprit of everything.

I am the culprit of everything.

He passed a judgment on himself in his heart. In fact, the suppressed sobs of Eriri just now were very clear in the quiet room. The suppressed sounds were like sharp swords stabbing into Hiroshi's torn heart.

Yes, I hurt them. Who am I showing this ugly face to? Am I the victim?

"You should rest a little longer. Don't worry, leave everything to me. Everything will be over. I will give you the answers you want."

Hiroshi, who was trying hard, cheering himself up and giving his all, forced a stiff smile on his face. With that indescribably twisted smile, he stood up tremblingly with the support of his knees, spoke again, opened the door and walked out with steady steps.

Go to the place where the answers they want are first solved.

After the door was gently closed, there seemed to be a faint sigh behind me, like pity, pain, and emotion.

As if all the strength was drained out of him, Hiroshi's back, which had been trying hard to straighten, suddenly became hunched, he staggered a few steps, and the bloodshot in his eyes became more obvious, but he still clenched his fists tightly without loosening them.

Hiroki Gokuru is a man!

He has to bear all of it, and only he can bear it.

Think about it carefully: if one of these four girls accidentally won the bid, what would her future happiness be like? What would her parents think? How would the people around her view her?

I want to reiterate here that Hiroshi is not a scumbag.

He couldn't bear to see a girl who was blamed for everything because of him being blamed by her family. Amid her mother's scolding and her father's sighs, she raised her head with tears in her eyes and said she loved him.

That scene is so heartbreaking.

After thinking about it for most of the night, Hiroshi finally made up his mind.

Although as a novice in the love field, sometimes I can't tell the difference clearly, but the right and wrong are very clear, and I must take the responsibilities that I should take.

It was impossible for him to do something like pulling up his pants and leaving after having fun.

Before that, everyone needs to calm down.

"Give me a little more time, just a little bit. Everything will return to the way it was at the beginning when everyone was happy."

As for Yui, he has already thought of a solution. As for the little life after winning the lottery, Hiroshi will also provide enough financial support for her to grow up happily.

Lightly hammering his stuffy chest, Haoshu coughed lightly at his blocked throat, gathered his emotions, and slowly straightened his back and held his chest high again.

Looking at the world at this moment, Hiroshi could feel the invisible pressure as heavy as a mountain on his shoulders.

The exhaustion from a sleepless night and the fatigue from complicated inner thoughts, the two overlapping pressures almost made him collapse.

It was time to say the final goodbye. The cold air invaded Haoshu's skin and blocked his pores.

The weather today is just like the first day.

The air was cold and the sky was gloomy without a trace of sunlight.

The love affair started with Yintian and ended with Yintian. Hao Shuyao, with a heart full of guilt, cut off the ties with the girl who was as bright and charming as spring by his side.

A love affair cursed by celestial phenomena probably has some metaphysical elements.

There is a saying that goes, "What the heart desires, the man will be."

The more you think about her, the more you miss her, the more likely she will appear in front of you in the next second.

Weirdly, and fortunately, the moment I opened the kitchen door, what caught my eye was not the bright white light, but the pink hair dancing with my movements.

Because he was working, he tied his hair into his favorite single ponytail. The playful ponytail swayed with the owner's movements, which was youthful, cute and intoxicating.

She is still so cute.

But he was no longer the man who loved her with all his heart.

The sound of the door opening attracted the attention of the people in the kitchen, and all their eyes were focused on the young man at the door. The pink figure's eyes lit up when he saw the visitor, and a look of happiness appeared on his face.

With light steps, she rushed to his side before Hiroshi could react and hugged his arm.

"Good morning, Xiaoshu. Yesterday, Shaxi and I stayed at the Four Hundred Thousands Grandma's house. Did you see the email I sent you? Today, Shaxi and I came to learn how to make breakfast from the chefs. I'll make it for you next time, okay? That way, Xiaoshu won't be so tired."

Looking at her excited expression, Haoshu felt a pain in his heart, and even hot drops rolled up in his eyes involuntarily. His dry throat couldn't utter a word.

"Eh? Why is Xiaoshu crying?"

"Oh, I see. Is it because I'm so touched? Hehe, there's no need to be like this. It's okay to rely on Yui more. Just like we said before, even if Xiaoshu is a loser, Yui can still support the family on her own. Yui is very strong, hehe."

He smiled, stretched out his white arms, and made a strong gesture.

The bitterness and pain in her heart became even stronger. She really put her whole heart on Hiroshi.

This silly girl!

His lips were pursed tightly again, and Hiroshi stared at his first love with red eyes.

He is not a scumbag.

But, he is also a scumbag.

Paradoxical and ridiculous, this is life.

"Hey, Xiaoshu, stop looking at me. I'm a girl too, so I get shy."

"Let me take a few more looks."

Take a look at it again, a few last glances.

"Huh? Haven't you seen enough after watching it for so long?"

"No, I can't get enough of it."

The hoarse and low voice, filled with deep sadness, murmured sweet words.

"Well, I really don't know what to do with you. I still have to make breakfast. Please stay with me. This is a special favor from Yui-sama. You should be grateful."

"Thank you."

"Well, don't take it so seriously. It's embarrassing."

Just like that, looking at her smiling face, every inch of Hiroshi's heart was filled with sadness that could not be described in words.

"Hey, Yui. I have something to tell you later."

This tragedy officially sent out the invitation.

As the song says

If you love her so much, why don't you keep her? Why don't you tell her the truth?

You love her deeply, everyone knows it.

Do you have two girls that you love deeply?

So you don't want to let yourself get stuck in it anymore.

Chapter 160 The End of Hiroki Gogen's Tragedy

Hiroshi took Yui by the hand and walked to a large tree in the courtyard of the hotel, a cherry blossom tree covered with snow. He had made up his mind that he could no longer let this lovely girl stay with him, a scumbag who could not give her happiness!

Hiroshi knew Yui would be sad, but now she has grown up, can cook a variety of basic foods, and can even negotiate with people in society. The growth of the past six months is vivid in his mind. Therefore, even if she forgets him, Yui can still live well.

Under the cherry tree, which should be the perfect place for men and women to express their feelings to each other, Hiroshi looked up at the branches covered with heavy snow, then looked at Yui who was looking at him with a puzzled expression and took a deep breath.

Even if she was not prepared at all, even if she would feel sad for a short time, she should be done with him. He was no longer worthy of her.

"I'm so sorry for asking you to go out in such a cold weather."

Yui wore a pink knitted jacket, a skirt, and tights. The simple combination, accentuated by her youthful energy, made her look adorable. She nibbled on her perky lips, taking in the surrounding scenery with interest.

"Well, it's okay, because Xiaoshu's thick eyebrows are wrinkled together. Whenever Xiaoshu is sad, his eyebrows will wrinkle together. And that determined expression is hard to refuse."

"Really?" Hiroshi laughed bitterly, "Has it been discovered?"

"Hehe, and even if I don't agree, you will still bring me here by force, right?"

After saying that, she raised Hiroshi's hand that was still restraining her arm and teased.