General Man: The Days Of My Youth Are Never Boring!

"You look disappointed?"

"yes, obviously I really want to go in and take a look."

"Impossible, I refuse!"

"It's a pity, but it's an expected answer."

"It's better to say that there will only be one answer."

"Okay, then you go back quickly."

Su Muyang seemed to want to say something, but he immediately stopped talking after he remembered that the room had been dark before.

"See you tomorrow."

Su Muyang stood at the door and watched her walk in with a smile, and then he did not go home directly, but went to the shop where he worked.

At this time, there were not many people inside.

"Yo, Xiao Su, you're here," Manager Yoshino was packing his things, "How was the orientation party?"

Su Muyang gave a thumbs up: "Perfect."

"Well, it's good to be happy, but it's so late, what are you doing in the store if you don't come home?"

"It's a little bit to trouble you."

"Hungry?"

"Not today, but tomorrow will be hungry, you once said that you can do anything except Chinese food, right?"

"What's the problem?"

"No problem, so I'd like to ask you to help make two servings of French dry fried tumbler."

"Yes," Yoshino agreed crisply, "why did you suddenly become interested in French food?"

"Friends want to eat."

"It's really thanks to you that you dare to agree, what if I can't do it?"

"Then go find what you can do."

"You can grow snacks, sometimes it only takes an accident to make you the object of bullying by the class."

"It doesn't matter how this kind of thing is, anyway, my situation before the orientation meeting is similar to that."

"In other words, after the orientation, the situation is different, right?" After putting on his apron, Mr. Yoshino walked into the back kitchen.

"Excuse me... It should change a little.

Su Muyang sat in front of the bar, leaning his elbows on the table, and supporting his side face with the back of his hand on the other side, his voice was not loud, and he didn't know if the Yoshino store manager in the kitchen heard it.

He took his phone and browsed it, he actually preferred to chat with Futaba, but forgot to ask for her contact information.

[Brother Su, you really like Futaba.]

"yes."

[Don't rush to deny it.] ]

Apparently the Enter key pressed too quickly to confiscate the stop.

[Hey, Brother Su, you are also too frank! ]

"I just know what I want."

[yes, I know what I want, but I just can't say it.] [

You have a story I have wine, brother upstairs please speak freely.] [

It's okay, say what you're not happy about, so that everyone is happy.]

[It's nothing more than joy.] [

What you said is a little too much, I'm not unhappy, just a little scared, although she said that she is not afraid that her husband will know, but I am still worried about being known by my mother, for this reason I was called a scumbag today.] [

Grass, the amount of information is huge, let me brush it first.] [

Shhh-this woman is terrifying and will become a great disaster in the future!] [

Isn't this hotter than Boruto?]

It wasn't long before Mr. Yoshino walked out with two bento boxes: "The left is yours, the right is your friend's, if I'm not mistaken, your friend is a girl, right?" "

Mr. Manager is very smart."

"Who is not a person yet." He waved his hand indifferently, and took out a lighter from the drawer by the way, "Okay, take the things home, I won't charge you money this time."

"I've helped the store make so many Chinese food, and I haven't seen you send me a bonus." Su Muyang hung the handbag on his fingertips, "If you dare to charge extra money, then I have to wish you a good closure." "

Go and go, don't interfere with me getting off work."

"Okay, then I'll take my leave, have a good nightlife, Mr. Yoshino."

The rain was not as heavy as when it came, but there was still a way to go before it cleared, and it obviously felt that it had not rained for a long time, but Su Muyang always felt that the river outside the guardrail had risen for a long time.

There was a faint whimper in the wind, like the cry of a child, followed by a crackling sound as if thousands of fish were lapping on the beach, but these sounds did not last long, and were quickly washed away by the rain, and the pedestrians on the road did not seem to hear it at all, but just rushed to their own devices.

The things in his sight became a little trance, as if he was about to fall asleep and still retained some consciousness, he vaguely felt the movement around him, but he felt that everything was isolated by a door in another world, and something seemed to climb up on the embankment, but after a blink of an eye, he saw nothing.

Is this a foreshadowing of something, or is it a dismount?

But suddenly it cleared, the night was still as deep, but the dark clouds were gone, as soon as you looked up, you could see the stars, and the moon became brighter, maybe someone took scissors to cut against time, so the click made some guys who tried to make a comeback never be able to usher in their own "next second" as they wished.

Su Muyang looked towards the beach, he was sure that there were two figures there just now - he was familiar with the size of those two, and he often saw these two guys when he was fighting with the supernatural outside in junior high school.

When I got home, it was past ten o'clock, and Uesugigoshi did not rest, the room was brightly lit, there was a boiling sound in the kitchen, and a wisp of aroma came to my face.

"You started making food so late?"

Su Muyang put two solefish sets into the refrigerator, took out a package of yogurt and plugged in a straw to drink.

"I haven't made ramen for a long time, and I just want to have a late-night snack today."

"I thought I wasn't home and you didn't even know when it was time for dinner."

"What about you, didn't the orientation party end at eight, why is it so late?"

"I sent my classmates home, and then I went to have some bento."

"Tomorrow you're going to take school with you?"

"Otherwise, I'll give you something to eat."

"If you have this heart, it is naturally good."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Su Muyang threw the milk carton he had drunk into the trash, and then got up and went to the bathroom, "You do it slowly, I'll go to rest first."

After taking a simple bath, Su Muyang rolled onto the bed wrapped in a bath towel.

When passing the balcony, he could also see the ghosts hanging on the treetops, they glanced at each other, and the ghosts fled in a panic at the moment Su Muyang's golden pupils flickered.

On the other side, the Futaba family's mansion just turned off the lights.

The girl lay on the tatami mat and stared straight at the ceiling in a daze.

She was thinking seriously and carefully weighing the emotions in her heart - this was related to what kind of attitude she would adopt towards Su Muyang in the future.

She didn't want to bother with these things, although some thoughts occasionally flashed a few days ago, but it had not reached the point where she needed to think deeply, because she only regarded Su Muyang as an ordinary friend, so she felt that it was enough to get along with him like she did with Zichuan, although there would indeed be gains and losses in her heart - but this emotion had been experienced once when she knew Zichuan, and it was impossible to easily overwhelm her.

But today, Su Muyang's performance made her realize that he and Zichuan are fundamentally different

- the boy who plans to be good friends with her for life has long indicated that he only likes the attitude of the upper year, and this boy who suddenly broke into her world after high school expressed his willingness to "pursue" to her almost bluntly after only a few weeks of acquaintance.

The reason why she made that unreasonable request on the way home was actually a tactful refusal, and the "no plans to fall in love in high school" in her mouth was by no means a joke, but Su Muyang's idiot seemed to not understand, and I didn't know if he was pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Let's keep some distance.

With a long sigh, the girl slowly closed her eyes.

But she is such an awkward person, the closer she gets, the more afraid she is, obviously not long ago she was moved by those beautiful moments, but the next moment she was like treating shabby old photos, abandoning these youthful emotions into the corner to dust.