Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

Many times he does indeed forget that he is a student.

Looking at Luo Zhen's appearance that he didn't care much about, Ming Piaoming became more certain of his thoughts.

After thinking about it, she still didn't say anything.

Neither of them noticed that a display in a roadside window suddenly blurred.

At a certain moment, the advertisement on the display became a shadowy figure, with scarlet eyes full of greed and bloodlust.

Like a hungry lone wolf in the jungle watching his chosen prey.

In the next second, the figure disappeared and was replaced by an advertisement that looked very mentally retarded.

It's as if what just happened is that everyone has an illusion that they don't know how many times in their lives.

"Did you just read it wrong?"

By the window, an uncle who was looking at his mobile phone raised his head in confusion.

He seemed to have seen something very strange on the TV screen just now.

But he disappeared as soon as he looked up.

The bus came before he could figure it out.

Throwing those strange thoughts out of his head, the uncle hurriedly squeezed towards the bus.

In this indifferent Japanese society, no one will take your kindness and courtesy as goodwill, and will only think that you are a useless person.

As a middle-aged man with no savings, no RV and no family, he no longer has so much curiosity and energy to explore some fantasies that are not illusions.

Even if there is really a problem, what does it have to do with him?

Can I get a promotion?

Are you rich?

He can't even feed himself, so what does he think so much about?

He stopped fantasizing about saving the world such a boring drama many years ago.

"What's wrong?"

Ming Piao Miao looked at Luo Zhen who suddenly stopped and asked with some doubts.

Just chatting, Senior Luo Zhen suddenly turned around without saying a word, as if he was looking for something.

The slightly wrinkled brow looked serious.

"It's nothing, I seem to see an acquaintance."

The frowning frowned was loosened, and Luo Zhen returned to the expression he had when chatting before.

It was as if he just accidentally saw a stranger who looked a little like his friend on the road.

At a certain moment, Luo Zhen seemed to feel something.

But there is an unreal feeling of looking at the scenery through the frosted glass, and he even really thinks that he has some kind of illusion.

'Let's go back and ask JOJO. ’

In Luo Zhen's mind, Joseph has been equated with the universal enemy radar.

Even if Joseph is really Alzheimer's one day in the future, it will be a strategic existence.

Old stuff! Your stand-in is the best!

"Ah!"

Joseph, who was busy with his tasks, sneezed suddenly.

I always feel like someone is talking about me.

It must be that guy Rozen.

"Speaking of Senior Luo Zhen."

Luo Zhen's thinking was suddenly interrupted by the sound of Ming Scoop.

He lowered his head, and what caught his eyes was the gossip-like face of Mingpao-muku.

The teasing smile looks like a friend who found out that he had been single for many years suddenly broke off one day.

Also like some paparazzi who found the big news.

"Have you made a decision yet?"

"What decision?"

Luo Zhen asked in a daze. When he gradually came to his senses, Ming Piao Ming put his elbow against Luo Zhen's waist and said in a low voice:

"It's just love. I saw you and that black and straight big sister going out on a date that day."

"But speaking of it, Senior Luo Zhen turns out that you like this type."

.........

Although he didn't speak, Luo Zhen had a bright sentence written on his face.

Why are you everywhere?

Chapter 452 Don't come here!

Why are you everywhere?

Naruto saw this sentence from Luo Zhen's face.

Some dissatisfied pouted, Naruto said complainingly:

"How do I know, it's not what I thought."

In all fairness, she really didn't follow Luo Zhen's thoughts and actions.

Although he is very gossip about Luo Zhen's relationship issues, he has no intention of actively exploring.

But who knew the world could be so wonderful and coincidental.

Luo Zhen's only two shopping trips that could be considered a date were seen by Naruto.

And Luo Zhen didn't notice it himself.

Just outrageous, okay?

"As for adults, don't ask children so much."

He patted Ming Piao Miao's shoulder lightly and not heavy, and Luo Zhen took a few steps forward with a calm expression.

By now, he has practiced the ability of Mount Tai to collapse in front of him without changing his color.

Even if there is a sudden appearance of a crimson king wearing women's clothes and dancing hula, he will not...

Well, I'm afraid it will be very scary.

This thing is far more outrageous and scary than a horror movie, in every sense.

"Senior Luo Zhen, you are obviously two or three years older than me."

"That's also big."

"But we are all minors."

"Actually, I am a transmigrator. Although I look only sixteen or seventeen years old, my mental age is actually in my thirties."

"Senior, you are already in the second year of high school, please recognize the reality? And the calculation of mental age cannot be calculated by addition."

Covering his face, Naruto Muku felt that there was an endless groove stuck in his throat.

It turns out that the phrase "a man is a teenager until he dies" refers not only to the mentality, but also to the second year of secondary school?

But there seems to be little difference between the mentality and the middle school?

No, no, that's not the problem.

I didn't expect that Senior Luo Zhen, who seemed to be quite reliable, would have such a time.

Thinking about it carefully, Senior Luo Zhen is only seventeen years old this year, which is really the youngest and frivolous time in his life.

Occasionally, it's really nothing at all.

For a time, Mingpaomin's mentality suddenly approached the old mother's direction inexplicably.

The expression was very similar to that of a mother who found a magazine that is not suitable for children in her son's room.

Normally, the next plot is nothing more than a heart-to-heart talk or pretending that nothing happened.

However, for Ying Lili, there is only one next development.

cough cough.

Please ignore the above words.

"What I said is true."

Shrugging indifferently, Luo Zhen said that no one believed the truth these days.

Is trust between people so weak?

He hadn't thought about how unconvincing he was when he said something like 'I ate XXX tonight'.

What's more, it's still in the middle of small talk.

If you really believe it, it will be a ghost, okay?

"Senior Luo Zhen, do you want to come to our house as a guest?"

Standing in front of the house, Ming Piao Miao invited Luo Zhen.

Although the number of times is very small, Luo Zhen did visit Mingpao's house.

The Mingpao couple were also very friendly towards Luo Zhen.

Ming Piao Qiuren once hoped that Luo Zhen could pursue his current occupation in the future, that is, a criminal police officer.

Ming Piao Qiuren's intuition told him that Luo Zhen should do a lot in this line of work.

But unfortunately, Luo Zhen didn't want to be here, and Ming Piao Qiuren only gave up with a little regret.

But it's good to think about it from a different angle.

As a criminal policeman, his usual job is really a lot, and he has seen all kinds of strange killing methods of suicide, homicide and vendetta many times.

I don’t spend much time with my family on weekdays, so there is no need to let others step into this line of work.

"No, I've already bought lunch."

Raising the rice in his hand, Luo Zhen refused Ming Piao Miao's invitation.

On the one hand, he bought food, and on the other hand, he really doesn't like to be a guest at other people's houses.

Like most modern teenagers, Luo Zhen is comfortable with going out to dinner with friends, but is less inclined to be a guest at each other's house.

Especially when there are elders.

It makes him feel very uncomfortable.

"All right."

Carrying the vegetables he bought, Mingpao-muku returned home with little interest.

She is really curious about Luo Zhen's gossip, but Luo Zhen just doesn't want to talk about it, and she has nothing to do.

The whole person is like an eggplant beaten by frost.

She didn't even notice the questioning of her kind old father.

"What's the matter with this kid?"

Rubbing his chin, Ming Piao Qiuren, who was obviously over middle-aged but still looked like a young man in his early twenties, looked at the lost back of his idiot daughter with some puzzlement.

Lost in love?

Early love is not a good thing.

Turning his head and looking at his young face reflected in the glass, Ming Piao Qiu Ren suddenly had an idea for some reason.

Or, re-open a trumpet?