After putting down his phone, Qian Yuan had been in a daze for more than an hour.

Because he doesn't know what to do next.

In the past, I just had to go to the recording studio on holidays. I had fun and fulfilled and had money. Although it was more embarrassing to die, it was not too boring.

Of course, you can also log in to your Twitter account, then share a few photo photos that everyone likes, and then send a few QR code download links. After an hour, we will take a look at the netizens’ replies and waste time and fill the loneliness in our hearts.

But this Saturday of Lost Reima seems to be different.

When Chihara logged into her Twitter account, she casually strobes and quickly logged out of the process.

Qianhara was alone in the room, tossing and turning on the bed, throwing the pillow high, catching it, throwing it up again, repeating it, very boring.

I was so bored that I didn't want to do this anymore, so I ran to the living room, walked around, and changed directions after hitting the wall, just like a sweeping robot without laser shooting.

At this point, I didn't even have the idea of ​​playing games online with someone.

Moreover, the gaming consoles of this era are still stuck in ps3. When I think of the next generation of the super long-lasting four princesses, I feel uncomfortable before they even come out.

Anyway, he will definitely not buy the third generation now.

Open line and dialed the voice call of the younger sister of Nian Shang.

He wants to ask a question.

Soon, the playful and frivolous elder sister's voice came from her phone, and there were noises from the mountaineering people there.

"Ye hello, it's clear all day today, the temperature is between 21℃ and 30℃, and the breeze is 3 levels!"

"The above is today's weather information. Does this gentleman need any consultation?"

The tone was very fast, and it had not been used for half a minute.

Through the phone, he could imagine the smiling face of the person on the other side. In addition, the voices of other women were quite loud...

Qianhara thought about it and then reluctantly thought about it for an excuse: "...Is it just called you to help me urge the juniors in the water tank to eat?"

"I've eaten it, my mouth is full!"

Zhuda Caimao's tone was empty, and a strange sound came from her side. The familiar voice of "Sir, save me" could also be leaked in the middle of her rapid breathing.

In addition, there was also someone's breath that rushed straight into the microphone.

"Zhuda..."

"Don't worry, nothing is happening."

Before Qianyuan could say it, Nianshang's sister took the initiative to hang up the phone, and even gave him no time to react.

After a moment of silence, Qianhara grabbed her head.

In fact, he not only wanted to hear whether to bring an umbrella, but he was also planning to ask about the calendar...

Qianhara called again, and the voice prompted the other party to be busy.

It seems she doesn't want to answer.

...

The old style goes out, and it is full of sweatshirts and trousers.

Then he got downstairs and soon he realized his mistake. The hot wind in Tokyo this year was more brave than he thought, and just one meeting made his forehead sweat.

So he decisively went upstairs to change into a single shirt.

The sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the sun is fierce. It passes through the tall buildings. However, after all, it has just heated up now and it is not as hot as it can spread eggs. It is still OK to go out for a walk.

People on the pedestrian street come and go, wearing loose clothes that are suitable for spring fresh and beautiful, and talking and laughing, much more people than usual.

There are many young faces on the street, most of whom are girls, short skirts and shorts, and long white legs stretched straight in the sun.

Perhaps because of holidays, high school students who have no classes have free time.

After seeing Qianyuan, they stopped for a while before forcing themselves to look away.

The speed of light speeds up, and when no one notices, he dares to turn around and take a secret photo.

Sure enough, Mr. Chihara's charm still swept through the youthful and ignorant student world!

After all, after being slightly repaired by my younger sister a few days ago, the inherent skill effect of this special attack on women seems to have been increased by another level.

He tied the sweatshirt coat that he originally held in his arms into a tie and tied it around his waist. Qianhara lowered his head and began to walk towards a place where there were few people.

At this moment, what was placed in the headphones was "Broken Moon" from Che Wan Fantasy Township, a pure music version.

Before he knew it, Qianyuan came to a familiar bridge again.

On the way I walked, the cherry blossom trees on both sides were much stronger than before. I guess I was exercising secretly recently.

And it seems to look even greener after being washed by heavy rain.

very good.

Purity.

Mr. Chihara, who is also destined to be lucky, can spend this afternoon comfortably today.

After a while, Chihara went to the bakery on the roadside to buy a bag of sliced ​​bread.

A special statement, the bread side is also delicious.

Gently put the bread crumbs into the river.

A carp swims, swallows, and then spits it out again until the bread crumbs are soaked and then eats it.

This cycle continued, and a lot of carp gathered under the bridge.

It’s also good to be a fish feeding robot without self-thinking.

Anyway, I don’t have to think about anything, just leaning against the railing, taking a bite and sprinkling a little, and ruthless fish feeding machine.

Then the robot's assembly line circulation project was interrupted.

Someone poked Chihara's back.

Qianyuan turned around and took off one of his headphones.

Carp surging in the water.

Every piece of bread crumbs will cause a stir.

"Click--"

This is the standard sound for taking pictures on your phone.

Qianyuan decisively turned his head and covered his face.

Not far away was a short girl with long hair tied behind her head and tied it into a bunch, wearing beautiful student outfits, paired with this girl's height, which is definitely not a shortcoming among all the women Chihara knew, and her style is outstanding.

He was holding a black cape with arms in his arms.

At this moment, she was holding the phone in a weird position and trying to refocus.

The target was the carp that Chihara fed.

After taking a few more pictures, she put down the small box in her hand and turned her head towards Qianhara.

The two eyes met in the air.

She looked at Qianyuan and finally spoke.

"Ten Wen Jiabao..."

The girl paused: "Or call me Shiwen Xiangsui."

After saying that, she also pushed her chest hard, which was slightly poorer than her juniors.

?

What happened to the opening of this galgame-like encounter?

The conversation shouldn't be about "Hello, I feel like I've seen you somewhere", "The weather is good, why are you here too", "The wind is so noisy today" or something like that?

However, introducing yourself as soon as you start is an unexpected tactic.

But it is very effective.

Qianyuan drooped her eyelids and replied in a muffled voice: "Just call me Qianyuan just now."

"I hope today I won't add the word "jun" that actually doesn't have any respect in my heart."

Today, the girl named "Shiwen Xiangsui" was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her eyes drooped slightly.

An incredible expression appeared on her face, as if she didn't expect Chihara to reply.

"What's going on? It's a hellish expression." Chihara took a bite of bread again, sprinkled a piece of bread into the river, and asked casually.

"I just felt very curious..." "Tenwen Kasui" focused his eyes on Qianhara's face until he turned his head and waved his hand a little uncomfortable.

She chuckled and said, "So, do you think a lazy otaku like Chihara Jun can go out occasionally?"

hehe--

Qianyuan showed a decent smile: "Ninety percent of the vitamin D in the human body is obtained by relying on the sun, so going out in broad daylight is not worth it. "Miss ", "Ten Words" is so strange."
To be continued...