Chapter 472 The maid and the deacon can have both
As these words were spoken, the screams of the members behind him also reached a peak.
Ikoma hugged Terada and was so excited. Hoshino covered his face in embarrassment and looked at the scene on the field through his fingers. Sakurai was excited and regretful at the same time. He should have played like this just now.
Ruoyue shivered inexplicably.
Takayama looked at the excitement of the members around him and felt that he was very out of place. Fortunately, Hashimoto and Asuka sitting in the front row seemed to be similar to him.
Because of STAFF's reminder, Nishino did not show much surprise. However, at the moment when Wu Geng leaned against her, Gao Shan clearly saw that her arm hanging by her side was slightly raised for a moment,
He hesitated for a moment, but then calmly let it go.
Whether she wanted to push her away or hug her, Gao Shan couldn't tell. She didn't even know whether everything on the field was real or an act.
Wu Geng sat astride Nishino's body, such an inelegant posture, but it gave the members a surprise beyond their expectations. The camera was filming and the audience was shouting, but Wu Geng didn't care about it at all.
The place shown through the camera is a theater, the circus world of Barnum and Bailey. Everything is completely fake. It is so fake that it is difficult to tell the authenticity.
But Wu Geng believed in Nishino and herself. She believed that falsehood would become true. She believed that there was something that could penetrate the chaotic universe of truth and falsehood, and ultimately connect their dots together.
That's why she was so abnormal and spoke without hesitation.
"It doesn't matter if you break up with that kind of person," she said, "it doesn't matter if you break up with that selfish, low-key, dull, incomprehensible idiot. That kind of person won't remember your favorite drinks, and won't work hard on small things.
, but they always appear when people are most empty and helpless, and despicable people take advantage of them. Cowards, arrogants, good guys, and humanoid air conditioners."
The more I depreciate myself in this way, the more sensitive and delicate my mind becomes.
"But..."
At midnight, he stared at Nishino who didn't want to raise his head, and smelled the fragrance of her shampoo on the tip of his nose. They always used the same one. Nishino had always replenished these for her before, including perfume, soap, shampoo, shower gel, cosmetics, etc.
Then there are clothes of the same brand.
These two people have always used the same things. Even though their inner personalities and appearances are completely different, they are like the same person. They have the same smell that is so fake that even Hashimoto can't tell.
Nishino's pursuit and imitation of Wu Geng is reflected in every detail in life. These are just some of them, but he had never noticed these before Wu Geng.
"But Na-chan, you don't have to hang on like this, right? Can't I? I can stand by your side, accompany you, keep looking at you, watching you. I swear, I will never let you go again.
After experiencing those bad memories, we can start over from the beginning, starting from now, starting from this minute and this second."
"Na-chan, I..."
She sniffed.
"Can't I stay with you?"
Nishino said nothing.
Her plain hands followed Wu Geng's waist and chest, slowly climbing up to her collarbone, and then tightly grasped Wu Geng's shirt at the collar. It seemed that she had used too much force, and faint blue veins appeared on the back of her hands.
Wu Geng hesitantly put his hand over it, only to find that the back of her hand was cold and trembling slightly.
Nishino raised her head, her bangs falling loosely in front of her eyes. She bit her lips and stared at Wugeng unwillingly, even with some hostility, her eyes shining with unwillingness to surrender.
She forgot to breathe for a moment at the fifth watch. She never imagined that Xiye would be like this, like a stray cat hiding under the eaves on a rainy day, staring at every passerby weakly but hostilely. However, the one who was abandoned was obviously
She is right.
There is a sense of role reversal in the fifth hour of dislocation.
She was in a daze and couldn't remember what happened after that. It seemed like someone called to stop, and then they were greeted by members and MCs praising them in unison. Wu Geng didn't care about this.
Nishino's eyes were deeply imprinted on her retina. If Nishino was willing to explain it to her face to face on the day they broke up, she would probably have the same expression at that time.
Wugeng didn't understand why there was a knife in the candy, but the knife reflected the assailant's unbearable face.
If all these things could be put to an end quickly, how could she still be so troubled, even being dragged into a swamp to save herself?
"Fifth watch?"
"ah?"
"Are you okay? Why are you in a daze? You must be too deep into the drama, right?" Shitara said.
"No, I just..." She secretly looked at Nishino next to her and found that her expression was as usual, except for a slight sweat on her forehead. Wu lowered her head and saw the wrinkled collar, and she smiled bitterly, "
Maybe I really got into the drama too much."
"Himura-san is so moved by your acting skills. I also want to help you win a Himura Award. Isn't there anything else you want? Anything is fine. A luxurious barbecue for two is no problem, or a trip to the Maldives for two.
Maybe Himura-san will agree when his head heats up."
"I'm not that impulsive. How much do you think it will cost to go to the Maldives?" Himura complained.
"What about you, Nishino? Don't you have any requests?" Shitara turned to Nishino.
"... Xiaoxiao just decides."
"Then let's take the chick cake from Nagoya, and the chick biscuits, one for each member," Wugeng said unceremoniously, "I heard the second-year students talking about this before, but I never had the chance to try it."
Himura smiled helplessly, "You are really a lion. Forget it, it's better than a two-person trip to the Maldives."
The members clapped and cheered excitedly.
Wugeng raised her head slightly. That was fine. She no longer wanted to think about anything or do anything anymore.
——
When going back, Hashimoto deliberately lagged behind and walked side by side with Wu Geng.
"Nanase should forgive you, Shia-chan, right?"
Wu Geng paused for a moment and smiled bitterly, "Even Nanamin, do you think we are having a couple's quarrel?"
"Isn't it?"
Wu Geng took a shallow breath, "I don't know," she said, "I don't know what Na-chan is thinking, but she...she couldn't give me an answer."
Now Hashimoto felt depressed. She was silent for a while, but what she was thinking about was another person and another thing.
"Answer...is that important?"
Wu Geng shook his head.
She stopped and lowered her head, her shadowy figure seemed to be reflected on the smooth and smooth floor.
"Maybe, I just want Na-chan to give me a sign of approval, 'You can stay here'..."
"Because, apart from Na-chan's side, I no longer know where I should go."
It's hard for Hashimoto to understand how a girl like Wu Geng, who is only 18 years old this year, can be so pessimistic and nihilistic towards problems. She wants to tell her not to be immersed in temporary emotions, but to get out of it. What she can feel now
Everything that comes is temporary, just a small period in a long life.
But the moment she wanted to speak, Wu Geng had already turned around and ran away like a disturbed rabbit.
"Sorry, Nanamin, I have to go to the bathroom."
Hashimoto looked at Wu Geng's back and thought to himself, Shiyao-chan, you have to know that the bathroom is not a safe place where you can hide all the time.
She was a little absent-minded.
——Nanamin, look, I drew a picture of you when you were studying. How does it look? It looks very similar, right?
——Come out with me, Nanamin. Just for a moment. You won’t have to wear old clothes to the meeting in two days.
——When you have time to giggle there, just reach out and help me, Nanamin, it’s normal for me to fall down while dancing. I don’t do it as often as Manatsu does.
——Nanamin! Get up quickly, you will be late today if you delay any longer. This is the third time this week!
——Nanamin…
"Nanamin!"
Sakurai shouted loudly outside the building, "Everyone is getting in the car, only you and Shiyao-chan are left!"
"Wait a moment, Shixiao-chan just went to the bathroom."
"Eh...okay."
Inside the bus window, Fukawa rested her chin on her hand and stared at something outside the window in a daze. It wasn't until Ikuta, who was in the front seat, leaned on the back of the seat to talk to her that she waved with a smile.
Those hands with sharp joints made Hashimoto worried that she had not eaten well recently.
Chapter completed!