The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"This is?"

"It was given to me by a very good person, who told me to hand it over to Kosaka-san."

"a good person?"

Wu Ye frowned. In terms of Senior Fennel's character, "a very good person" can't be described in more general terms, and there is really no way to give him too many hints.

Senior sister Anise didn't make any further explanations, so Wu Ye had no choice but to open the note first to check. There was a pink cartoon pattern on the edge of the note, which seemed to be the type used by girls, and it was written in chubby fonts——

"Gaosaka-kun, after school today, please come to the back of the teaching building. I have something very important to tell you face to face."

This, this is... Could this be...!

After reading the information on the note, Wu Ye's brain, which was almost too lazy to work, instantly activated the overclocking mode, and began to analyze the current situation with an efficiency of [-]%.

Although this involves the origin of the universe and the principle of the Armstrong cyclotron jet-type Armstrong cannon, a brief summary in human language should be——

love letter?

"Well, what kind of person is it specifically?"

Maybe Wu Ye didn't realize it himself, but his tone had inadvertently felt a little urgent.

After all, Wu Ye is also an ordinary adolescent boy whose single birth time is equal to his age.

"Well—specifically."

Gently tapping her forehead with her fingers, Senior Sister Anise tried to recall the scene at that time.

"It's a girl with a bit of a face, probably in the first grade. She's taller than me, and she speaks with a sense of politeness. In short, she's a very cute girl."

"yes……"

This kind of setting can be applied to most girls in this school, but if you want to pick politely from the first grade...

For some reason, the epitome of the youth that had just passed away suddenly flashed in Wu Ye's mind.

No way, it's too coincidental, isn't it?I just met her this morning, so it shouldn't be her, after all, I was messed up by that middle school illness at that time...

Hmm... No, that's not right. After all, don't there still be so-called miracles in the world?The gods are real, as long as you pray sincerely...

No no no no no!If I think this way, I will also become a secondary disease!

"But if it's her..."

"Eh? What is Kosaka-san talking about?"

"Ok?"

Before he knew it, Wu Ye actually spoke out what was in his heart. When he came back to his senses, Senior Fenix's curious eyes were already countless percentage points away from Wu Ye's heart, and he shook his head again and again.

"No no no, nothing!"

Wu, who knew he was in a mess, was also worried about accidentally revealing something, so he apologized hastily, and fled here three steps at a time.

"Hurry up, what's wrong with Wu Ye?"

"Could it be that you have found traces of the enemy?"

Probably because the commotion here was too loud, Xiaoniaoyou and Tushou slowly cast their curious eyes on Senior Fenix.

"I don't know, but I think it's probably..."

Senior sister Fennel looked in the direction where Wu Ye disappeared, hesitated for a moment and said:

"It's a good thing."

……

Hope is a very seductive thing, because it can make people believe in the value of suffering invisibly, and think that all the injustices they suffer are indispensable as their foundation.

The emotion called "youth" that has never been shaken in the past 17 years is now completely activated in Wu Ye's heart through a letter.

Even he, who claims to be an ordinary passer-by, can hardly keep his inner peace.

After leaving the classroom early and avoiding the secondary disease called Kotoriyu, he appeared at the agreed place.

The dark scripture in the schoolbag is heavy, but it is not as painful as Wu Ye's heart at the moment.

He stood there pretending to be calm, but his eyes drifted to both sides from time to time.

I don't know how long he waited, 1 minute? 5 minutes?That was meaningless, because that person had already appeared—

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Chapter 18 The Waiting Boy and the Changing Girl

"Dan, Dan Shenggu...?"

is this real?

God, please accept my sincere faith!Thunderous applause is not as good as my praise for you!

Dansheng Gu Morixia, that was the youth that Wu Ye once thought had passed away, but now he appeared in front of him again, still in such a posture!

The reddish cheeks seemed to be shy and ambiguous, the fingers that kept stirring were like a deer bumping in the heart, and the swaying eyes touched the waves of emotion.

Today Wu Ye knew for the first time that a girl could be so cute.