The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

After hearing Haoshu's reminder, Xiaohui's face turned pale, as if she thought of something unexpected. After hesitating for a while and brewing her emotions, she raised her head calmly and resolutely.

"Hey, Hiroshi, will you marry me?"

The warm water shone with colorful colors under the bright light. Haoshu pounded his chest and looked at Xiaohui in disbelief, panting, shrinking his neck and speaking tremblingly.

"W-what did you just say?"

"I said, will you marry me?"

The same words, the same tone, the same look, the same expression.

The pleading tone, the sad eyes, the distorted expression, Hiroshi found it hard to imagine what had happened to make this girl from Gubowujing become like this.

But the impact of this question was too great. What if I agreed to Yui? What about the others? Why did Xiaohui say such a thing?

"Something happened in your family? Was what happened that night exposed?" Haoshu's expression twitched slightly as if he was swallowing hard. To be honest, the progress had just been pushed to this point, and no matter who asked this question, Haoshu would find it difficult to give an accurate answer for the time being.

"I want to marry you."

Because the results are out, I have to make a choice and I have to get your answer.

Love or not, marry or not, it’s very simple and clear. As long as you give her an answer, she will make a decision, the same decision.

She had already made her decision when she called.

"this"

As the other party involved, Hiroshi was caught off guard by this question. What should he do? To be honest, he was a little happy to be asked this question, because even Yui and him had not yet developed to the point of discussing marriage.

So, what to do?

"I" obviously shouldn't be shy, because after all, the person asking this question is my woman, the girl who deeply loves me and likes me. Even if the laws of this country do not allow it, there will always be other worlds suitable for them.

"Yes."

"what?"

In contrast, Hiroshi's answer made Xiaohui look surprised.

He opened his mouth in astonishment, and tears welled up in his eyes, which had just turned red.

For some reason, I kept saying in my heart, "That's great."

"It's Hiroshi after all."

"Well, this is a very sensitive topic, and I'm not sure what to say, but if you want me to marry you, I will!"

The righteous reply was really his style. Thinking so in her heart, Xiaohui pursed her lips and smiled happily.

"Well, let's get married after we graduate."

"Hey, this is a bit too fast. I haven't even started a career yet."

"It's okay. See this shopping street? My dad is the general manager here."

“Oh, that’s amazing.”

"So if you marry me, this kingdom will be yours."

Her voice was full of a different kind of temptation, like a succubus from hell tempting people to fall. As long as he was with her, he would have no worries about food and clothing in the future.

"No, I have my own ideals. I won't be happy if I rely on the glory of others to gain wealth and status. So can you wait for me for a few years? I want to be able to make you happy enough before marrying you."

Looking straight at Xiaohui, Haoshu expressed his thoughts in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"You're amazing! How should I put it? You're truly Hiroshi! I feel like I'm liking you more and more."

"Eh?! Don't say things like that in a place like this, it's really embarrassing."

Hiroshi scratched his head awkwardly, looked around to see if anyone was watching him, and then muttered to Xiaohui in a low voice.

"No, I really do." Xiao Hui looked at Hiroshi. At this time, the drinks they ordered came up. Xiao Hui took a sip of the hot milk and looked at Hiroshi, her eyes curved with happiness. "Hey, Hiroshi. I like you. I want everyone in the world to know that Kato Megumi likes Gokura Hiroshi!"

If you like someone 50%, you can't wait to talk about him all the time.

Share the person you like 70% with your close friends and relatives every day.

I like it so much that I want to tell the whole world.

Yes, that’s him. He is the person I like.

Another fierce offensive made Hao Shu, who was in love for the first time, feel a little overwhelmed. He didn't know what was wrong with Xiaohui today. Why did she suddenly become like this? What happened?

But this feeling is not bad. Of course, is it a bad thing to be loved so sweetly by someone?

So, the old man Hiroshi became shy, which was unusual for him.

With a slightly red face, she lowered her head, not daring to look at Xiaohui's shining eyes. She stirred the coffee with a small spoon for a while and then uttered a shy voice.

"I'll do my best."

It’s not a corresponding confession, but an all-out effort!

After receiving this response, Xiaohui let out a sigh of relief. The pain and love in her eyes could not be hidden, but unfortunately Haoshu did not notice.

"I understand. Let's stop here for today. Thank you, Hiroshi. I will never forget every day I spent with you."

“Well, I won’t forget it either.”

And just like that, the strange gathering ended.

Hiroshi didn't understand Xiaohui's intention until the end. He kept scratching his head every three steps, puzzled.

Xiaohui looked at the sky silently, her lips slightly smiling, but her eyes were wet.

I worked very hard and took that step for the person I love.

The next day, news came that Xiaohui had transferred to another school. Everything happened so suddenly.

My beloved, I have no choice but to leave. I walk forward, as if I were wandering.

Love, but can only see the distant happiness by looking away.

Xiaohui, who is willing to do anything for love, is always so lovable.

Everyone, happy Lantern Festival.

Chapter 166 Gogen Hiroki: Thank you for your guidance, as we are meeting for the first time

The morning breeze was mixed with the coldness of winter, and snowflakes slapped pedestrians' cheeks roughly. Walking in such weather, Haoshu couldn't help but feel sad about the work that was about to begin.

Today is a day different from the previous ones. Unlike his peers who are wearing school uniforms and chatting in groups of two or three on the street, Hiroki Gokuru is setting out on his journey as a working person for the first time today, wearing a straight black velvet suit and a blue tie carefully selected by his friends as a gift for his first day of work!

Ahem, at the same time. Today is also the first day after meeting Xiaohui, a day unknown to everyone, a new beginning and a new development.

"But does it have to be so bad? It's windy and snowy."

After complaining in dissatisfaction, he walked into the tram station tremblingly. When he entered the warm carriage, Haoshu felt that the whole world had become different and was filled with gentle warm colors.

"Oh, it's so cold."

I am not old enough to get a motor vehicle driver's license yet. Although I passed all the tests and got the license easily in my previous life, age is a disadvantage in this world.

Adults are so nice. They can drive in this weather, drink freely in izakayas, and cough in entertainment shops.

Whenever the weather is extremely bad, Haoshu feels a surge of anger for no reason when he sees others driving their cars safely and leisurely all the way to their workplace.

Explode, charge now!

He has escaped from his home life but still grumbles about his old beliefs. He is truly a heretic who deserves to be burned at the stake.

With the well-connected transportation lines, the clanging sounds stopped. Hiroshi took a deep breath and bravely walked into the wind and snow with his briefcase.

The editorial department of Fuzugawa Bunko.

He was a fresh-faced newbie, a fresh-faced newcomer. Seeing the small sign next to the door, Hiroshi knew this was where his real social life would begin. He adjusted his tie, straightened his face, coughed, and adjusted his voice. After confirming there were no issues, he grasped the doorknob with a focused expression, gently turned it, and pushed it open.

creak

Wow

The world suddenly became noisy.

Inside the office, people were bustling about. The voices of people making arrangements, work conversations, and everyday greetings blended together like a strange symphony, assaulting Hiroshi's senses and leaving him somewhat bewildered.

After all, in the past two lives, Hiroshi has been just a naive newcomer to the workplace. Apart from some physical work that requires little brainpower, his job is just writing at a mediocre level, so what should he do now?

"Ah, it's Gogen-sensei."

A beautiful woman with short hair noticed the situation here and walked over with a smile on her face.

"Editor Machida?"

Yes, that's her. Hiroshi is about to take over this lady's job, taking care of a certain idiot who often makes small troubles, and also being there to push her to submit her manuscripts! Push her to submit her manuscripts!

Any progress on the new book?

What about this month's update?

Have you written the outline?

This was part of the rest of his career.

"Oh, I'm honored that you still remember me."

"Is it really that unusual? After all, you're considered my senior. Remembering a name with such emotion, could this be the legendary special care from a previous generation?"

"Haha, who would dare to care about you?" Hearing Hiroshi's timid expression as he spoke his wild speculations, Editor Machida laughed and shook his head, giving Hiroshi a speechless look. "To be frank, you're our editorial cash cow, the human coder, the fifth-generation teacher. Known for your consistent quality, you're a coder fanatic who updates two or three volumes a month, and you're also a seasoned creative writer. If anyone gives you a hard time, I'm sure the editor-in-chief will be fine."

"Well, you're flattered."

Hearing the praise from editor Machida, Hiroki's face twitched slightly. The subject matter was ready, and the story outline had been drawn up many years ago. Now, relying on his vague memory and the writing skills he had honed over the years, he could complete every month's work perfectly and efficiently, and at the same time take care of other personal life.

The reason for my resignation is that typing all night long has taken its toll on my body.

After all, this is not cultivating immortality. Although it is not as terrible as sudden death, it is not a problem. Not only will staying up late not harm your body, but you can also feel that your life span is increasing.

If that's the case, then he shouldn't be called Gogen Hiroki, but Gogen Haha instead.

"Come with me, newcomer-san."

With the care of enthusiastic seniors, the work progressed smoothly.

"Because you're a newcomer, and the organizer also took your workload into consideration, he decided to put you in charge of the new author section based on your special circumstances. Of course, that also includes Shiyu."

The company was very considerate and arranged Hiroki's position next to Machida who volunteered. The idea of ​​having the old bring up the new was probably to firmly tie down this cash cow, and the editorial department also put in a lot of effort.

"Thank you very much for your guidance."

"Ah, it's okay. I'm also looking forward to you being able to identify the best among the newcomers, Gogen-san, and find excellent works and writers with potential for our company."

"Like Kasumi Shiko-sensei?"

"Haha, of course, what library would have too many excellent writers like Kasumi Shiko-sensei?"

"That's true."

While communicating about work assignments, an old man with Mediterranean hair walked in steadily. Editor Machida caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, shrank his head, and whispered a gesture.

"That's our minister, Mr. Kuriyama."

"I have seen him a few times at the work seminar."

"Yeah, that's true. Big-name writers like Gogen-sensei might have attended more publishing conferences and seminars than I do."

"You exaggerate."

Facing Machida's teasing, Hiroki shrugged, shook his head and laughed.

"Now that everyone is here, please report to the Minister and introduce yourself so everyone can get to know you."

Editor Machida reminded him after looking up at the electronic clock beside him and then at the seats on his left and right.

"Well, thank you for today."

Pulling out his seat, Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief. With familiar people, reliable seniors, and conversations that relieved his stress, everything seemed to be going well for his first job.

So, what is the reason for today's bad weather?

Such a storm? Such a gloomy sky? After finishing his brief report, Hiroshi stood beside the minister, his expression solemn as he bowed to his future colleagues.

"It's our first meeting, please give me your guidance."

Chapter 167 Gogen Hiroki Misses the One Who Left

The lights were bright, everyone was doing their job, and occasionally there was a burst of conversation in his ears. After a busy morning, Haoshu stood up from his seat and walked to a glass curtain wall. From here he could see the street view. Standing in the room and looking down at the crowded flow of people, all he saw were tiny figures like ants.

Look, the world is so vast, and human beings are so small.