Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

The content is roughly twelve o'clock at night, and a shining crystal slipper will appear in an abandoned construction site.

Anyone who can wear this crystal slipper can gain wealth and beauty.

To be honest, this kind of boring post is normally not believed by anyone.

However, due to the influence of An Yi Lun's account and the gene of death hidden in his bones.

The post quickly garnered quite a few reactions.

A bunch of young students who didn't know what it was, swore that they would go there for an adventure at night.

What's more, they said that they will live broadcast the whole process.

Seeing the feedback speed that exceeded his expectations, the elf's delicate face could not help showing a trace of daze.

Are these humans so idle?

She seems to have some new understanding of the human group.

If you are full and have nothing to do, you can do any strange things.

In school, An Yilun also stared blankly at the fact that his account posted a new post a minute ago.

This is me, my account has been hacked?

An Yi Lun, who realized the problem, was also ready to change the account password at the first time, but the account he logged in was blocked in the next second.

Looking at the screen on the phone, An Yilun was also lost in thought.

On Yi Lun's left, Luo Zhen was also looking at the phone.

'alright, got it. ’

After receiving the photo sent by Joseph, Luo Zhen replied with a received.

Seems to be busy today.

With a sigh, Luo Zhen lay on the table and closed his eyes.

In another classroom, Hikigaya Hachiman, who had been carrying an oil lamp close to him for a morning, gradually lost his resistance to the oil lamp.

And decided to try to make a wish during the lunch break at noon.

As Luo Zhen guessed, today's work will be very busy.

Chapter 335 I make a wish. . . .

During the lunch break, Hikigaya Hachiman trotted all the way to the rooftop with a schoolbag.

Such behavior has undoubtedly attracted the attention of some people.

Yoshida Saki, 16 years old this year, just entered the first year of high school.

Because I wanted to say goodbye to my gloomy and inferior self after high school, I changed my hairstyle and took off my glasses.

I work very hard to learn how to communicate with people and fashion magazines that I would not pay attention to in the past.

So far, the results are quite remarkable.

I have a few close friends, although I don't like some of their styles.

There is another boy who has been chasing him.

Although it was not long, she felt that she was about to fall.

These are the lives she could not imagine in the past.

Sometimes she felt as if she was living in a dream.

With brisk steps, Yoshida Saki walked in the corridor of the teaching building.

Footsteps are as soft as stepping on cotton.

Just as she was thinking about tonight's activities, a gloomy boy with a schoolbag ran past her.

"That boy?"

Yoshida Saki stopped subconsciously and looked back at the boy.

Although she had never seen each other, she still felt the gloomy temperament of the other person at the moment of eye contact.

That's a trait she also had in middle school.

It may be the surplus of so-called successful people. Yoshida Saki now sees people who are just like himself in the past and will have some special attention.

If it was before, she might not pay much attention to such people.

After all, they can't pay attention.

Looking at the back of the other party blankly, Yoshida Saki opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

"Saki, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you want to discuss tonight's activities?"

The two girls in school uniforms stood at the end of the corridor and shouted loudly, completely ignoring the opinions of the people around them.

"Ah, here we come."

Yoshida Saki trotted all the way to his companion.

The plan they said was to explore the abandoned construction site at twelve o'clock tonight.

Well, that's the post edited by the elf.

Sometimes the world is so amazing.

Although she is not interested in this kind of thing, but her friends are very interested.

In order to maintain this seemingly solid but fragile friendship, Yoshida Saki can only choose to accompany her.

She also knew in her heart that this kind of friendship was wrong, but she still stubbornly chose to trust her 'friend'.

Hikiya Hachiman, who passed by Yoshida Saki before, didn't think too much about it.

He is now completely focused on the oil lamp in the bag in his arms.

Holding the schoolbag and running all the way to the rooftop, Hikigaya Hachiman closed the door casually.

Although there are few people on this rooftop, I am afraid of it.

He took out the oil lamp from his schoolbag, and Hikigaya Hachiman looked at the oil lamp with a smooth surface for a while in a trance.

Is it an illusion?

I always feel that the oil lamp seems to have changed from yesterday?

Looking at the oil lamp, Hikiya Hachiman tried hard to find a way to describe it.

"Like the difference between a roadside imitation handicraft and an antique?"

Hikiya Hachiman said somewhat uncertainly.

If you say that the oil lamp you just picked up looks like a product made by a modern mechanized production line.

Then today's oil lamps have the meaning of some ancient handicrafts.

Frowning, Hikiya Hachiman tried his best to recall what happened from noon yesterday to today.

He really couldn't think of anything strange.

"Try it."

Taking a deep breath, Hikiya Hachiman reached out and wiped the oil lamp.

A scene that had been seen once again yesterday reappeared.

Blue smoke mixed with a few points of light spewed out of the lamp nozzle.

A strong blue-skinned man emerged from the smoke with outstretched arms.

"Good noon, boy, have you made a good wish?"

Holding his arms, Deng Shen said condescendingly.

It was as if he had no idea about Hachiman Kiguya's many attempts to throw him away yesterday.

Or it doesn't matter.

Maybe it's not a big deal in his eyes, right?

Or maybe Hikiya Hachiman's behavior doesn't matter to him.

"What you said before, does it count?"

The lifeless dead fish stared at the lamp god, and there was no emotion in the expression on Keiya Hachiman's face.

Although his heart was restless, Hikigaya Hachiman's sanity was still online.

The lamp **** holding his arms raised his chin slightly and said:

"certainly."

"That...."

Opening his mouth, Hikiya Hachiman calmly expressed his wish.

After the lunch break, Hikiya Hachiman returned to his position with a straight face.

With slightly trembling hands, he shoved his schoolbag into the table.

At first, it didn't go in a few times, but Hikigaya Hachiman squeezed the schoolbag with a lot of force.

The feet of the table rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.

Hikigaya Hachiman still had a calm expression on the surface, but in fact he was already panicking inside.

He always felt that the whole class was looking at him, watching his hands still on the belly of the table with inquiring eyes.

Well, it's just an illusion.

Pretending to calmly pull out his hand from the table, Hikigaya Hachiman took a deep breath.

Just now he made a wish to let the lamp **** give him wealth.

Originally it was just a little experiment, but I didn't expect that the lamp **** actually gave him a lot of money.

Of course, it is stored in the bank card.

At the same time as the wish came true, Hikigaya Hachiman felt that something was being drawn out of him.

It's weak, but it's there.

After that, Deng Shen put on a pity expression and said:

"Although I can realize my wish now, my ability is not enough."

"I can give you more money if I recover more."

This amount of money is already a lot of money for a child from an ordinary family in Hikigaya Hachiman.

But in Dengshen's eyes, it's just a small amount of money.

Hearing this, Hikigaya Hachiman knew that the 'price' was coming.

He doesn't believe that this guy really has no desires and only exists to fulfill his wishes.

"My ability will recover little by little as I realize my wish, and then I will be able to realize a bigger wish."

"I can keep your last two wishes for you."

Speaking of this, Hikigaya Hachiman understood it.

This guy wishes he had pulled more people into the water.

That's right, just pull into the water.

At least that's the word in Hikiya Hachiman's heart.

The latter words were not too clear from Keiya Hachiman, and the thoughts in his mind were very simple.

Gotta find a way to get rid of this oil lamp.

Hikigaya Hachiman, who was staring at the table, thought that he could see the oil lamp in his schoolbag through the table.

"Twelve o'clock tonight? It seems to be busy tonight."