Chapter 160: Cute, but Too Bad for Face
Since he had nothing to do and if he stayed with Sa Chiko he would be asked all kinds of questions, Zhuo unpacked his luggage in the room that was converted from the study on the fourth floor.

Then I found a book I had read in the past to pass the time.

At this time, Ling, who had just returned home, came to see him.

The necessary furniture has been moved to Zhuo's current room. Even so, there is nothing in the room and it looks empty.

The only thing that seems to have some substance is probably the books on the bookshelf. However, many of the books are older than Utsunomiya Shuo, so even if Sa Chiko cleans them up regularly, they are not too embarrassing, but they are all yellowed and black.

"Welcome back."

Zhuo sat at the desk, tapped the ground with his feet and turned the swivel chair, facing the direction of Ling.

"Ah."

Ling walked in without stopping, and went to the desk, holding a tray in both hands. On the tray was two servings of barley tea that he had specially brought from the kitchen... While placing the tea on the folding table, he looked up at Zhuo's face.

Blinked several times.

Then she looked around and finally stopped by the bed. Instead of sitting down, she turned her head and stared at him in silence.

"Uh uh uh uh… that should be my sheets."

Zhuo drew out his voice and thought for a while before giving his answer.

Hearing his uncertain answer, Zero looked back at the bed sheet to confirm, before he said "hmm" and sat down.

She was still sitting properly, with her legs together, her palms lightly placed on her thighs, and her back straight as a thin bamboo.

"My dad didn't say anything nonsense, did he?"

Zhuo pushed the ground with his feet again and turned the seat to face her.

"...I've been sitting here on the road for a while, so it's good to go out and move around."

Zero said calmly.

"Really?" Zhuo nodded gently, then looked up at her, "So, I heard something from my dad."

"..."

Zero paused for a few seconds, then looked away slightly. It seemed that he was right.

Zhuo sighed.

...Could it be that he deliberately wet his pants in kindergarten and then tried his best to burrow into the beautiful teacher's chest?

…Or was it about when you were in elementary school and you often walked into the female faculty’s locker room by mistake?
Tooth cup——

Zhuo was not sure whether his father knew about these things. Anyway, since Ling refused to say, Zhuo did not have the ability to ask her.

From a parent's perspective, these things may be some cute jokes, but in my opinion, it is embarrassing and not funny to be told about my childhood by my parents.

Especially since he has a clear memory.

Even for those who have been reborn, their brains are still not fully developed when they are infancy... That is, they have low self-control and their behavior is completely driven by desire.

So I’m really curious!
"Tell me more specifically."

Zhuo narrowed his eyes and stared at Ling.

This time, Zero blatantly avoided the sight.

"……nothing."

"Why aren't you looking at me?"

Then Zero turned his face back to look at him, expressionless.

Zhuo paused: "...You win."

after awhile.

"It's nothing, actually. I just talked about you being dragged on a blind date with a girl." Zero said suddenly.

Hearing this, Zhuo blinked in reaction, said "Oh" in a dull tone, and turned around to continue reading.

What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami.

Zhuo likes this book very much, especially a sentence in it.

——I am me, not someone else, and this is an important asset to me.

——More or less, everyone starts out living according to his own model. If others’ lives are too different from his own, he will inevitably be annoyed; and if they are exactly the same, he will be sad. That’s all.

"Want to buy a car?"

"Oh ah?"

Zhuo Zheng was reading Haruki's late-night literature on Lao Wen Qingchun, so he didn't think about Ling's words at the first time.

After realizing what was happening, he turned to look at her, and Zero happened to be looking at her, and said, "Bicycle."

bike.

We did talk about buying a bicycle on the train.

but……

Zhuo tilted his head with a 'click': "If you buy it here, you have to ship it back."

Moreover, the variety of bicycles here is definitely not as complete as that in Tokyo, so it would be better to go back and buy some.

"I have a solution."

Zero said without any tone.

"Uh..." Zhuo wrinkled his nose when he heard that, and quickly rubbed it with his knuckles.

I have already guessed your method, the all-purpose tool man Su Enxi!

Hey, speaking of Su Enxi, Zhuo suddenly remembered one thing: I remember that during the Tokyo incident, Su Enxi specially bought an old government house in Neon as collateral - the Black Stone Residence.

What a coincidence!

Right in Izu! Damn it, this couldn’t have been arranged, Lu Mingze is such a cunning guy.

So, he was originally a character in "Dragon Race", but he just didn't have a role in the novel?

Deleted by Yang Z?

Or did I fail before the plot started?
Zhuo Tian Fang Ye Tan's thoughts flew farther and farther away, and then were awakened by Ling's voice again.

"Do you want to go?"

He refocused his eyes on Ling's face, paused for a few seconds, and nodded: "Let's go... but there doesn't seem to be any store nearby that sells bicycles."

He is still talking.

Zero had already stood up, walked to the window, pointed in a certain direction to the south, and looked back at him.

Zhuo leaned over and looked far in that direction, but still couldn't remember whether it was there or not.

“……” He retracted his head and lowered it to think for a while, then looked up at Ling.

Is this my hometown or your hometown?

Rei seemed to see through his inner complaints and continued, "Sa Chiko told me when I first got home."

"Oh... Just to ask, are you having a good time here? Are you not tired?"

Zhuo didn't ask the reason, it must have been Ling who asked it.

Zero is serious about his work and always prepares for it before the troops move forward. This has always been his style.

It's not surprising.

So Zhuo asked about other things.

"Yeah. They both treat me very well..." Ling paused, "... just like their own daughters."

"Well, because my parents want a daughter, and you look so cute, they will naturally like you very much."

Zhuo nodded and replied as if nothing had happened.

"Um."

Zhuo naturally would not tell his parents that they were worried about him.

Of course, it’s not that you can’t say it, but it’s not good to say it. No matter what, parents will always think on the side of their children.

But it can be seen that Sachiko and Shuichi really like Zero.

It's just that Zero stands out too much.

The couple thought that their son was just not worthy.

"..."

The more I think about it, the more sad it gets.

Zhuo shook his head and dismissed all these messed up things. "I have been different from other children since I was young. My parents have always wanted someone to act like a spoiled child to them. Emmmm... Although it is not appropriate to say this, your appearance is quite deceptive."

Lovely.

But facial paralysis.

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　　Emmmm...are you such a dog licker?

　　It’s no wonder that the readers of this book are young, and it’s normal.

　　Another thing, who hasn’t had a crush on someone when they were young (or even been a bootlicker).

　　— Dividing Line —

　　Just lick it! Just lick it! I’ll lick it! (Just kidding)
　　Young people, the term "suck-up" was coined by our generation, you can't blame others.

　　But a dog licker is still loyal.

　　There is still a difference here.

　　I have been a bootlicker, I admit it, that was my first love. I was still in high school at that time, very funny.

　　But now when I think back on it, I just smile.

　　(Whoever gets excited is a clown! Hahaha)

　　To put it bluntly, this is just the beginning. There is a lot more to come. I have even thought of the name of the protagonist and Lingsheng’s daughter.

　　I said this, and you still think I’m a dog licker?

　　A dog who is loyal and affectionate.

　　The decision is not made by us, nor by outsiders, but by the person who is chosen.
　　Don't get excited! Whoever gets excited is a clown. I want to see who gets excited.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)