Morning Run

Author: Mijiang failed

Chapter 105 102. Tokyo Bay Cruise and Video and Morning Run

After sending Ichichi away, Asama took off his hat, looked at his gray hair, and shook his head.

Shizumi Asama has not built his own world, and he will not be the Santiago who dreams of "The Lion on the Golden Beach" in "The Old Man and the Sea".

Some people say that there are three kinds of people in this world:

A kind of person can only walk in the wilderness, any step is a direction, and any direction is a scenery.

A kind of person must walk on a road, and this road must also have nodes, large and small, as well as a coveted end point. Reaching the end point is the whole meaning of his life.

A kind of person is obsessed with walking on the tightrope or the tip of a knife, places where ordinary people cannot walk half a step. They are immersed in this extraordinary experience and cannot extricate themselves.

Asama considers himself to be the second type of person who barely finds his way.

This kind of people is the most common and the most painful.

Because most mediocre people spend their whole lives looking for the road, and the so-called destination is no different from a dream.

Masumi Ichijo is so talented at the piano and loves playing it so much. The key is that she still has the money to buy a piano. She belongs to the second type of Tenryu.

Looking at it from another perspective, to be able to defeat Masumi Ichijo in the piano competition, doesn’t Chiyo Konoe have to be a master?

That's not right. After all, the competition took place many years ago. Masumi Ichijo's current level must be much better than that then.

"Really, you are saying something strange again. With Ah Shui acting like this, no girl will confess to you while watching the fireworks."

Going around and around, he is also a curious person.

The feeling of disgust rose, and Asama felt queasy.

"If no one confesses to Ah Shui, then Uncle Boqi will reluctantly win Ah Shui's first love. Dear Ah Shui, I-SU-K"

Asama hung up the phone decisively and turned off the phone at the same time.

He gave himself two hard slaps.

So what is the triggering logic?

Asama clicked her fingers, but unfortunately the system was not smart and there was no prompt for the lucky value to be up.

What's the best way to start the morning?

Within 24 hours yesterday, the Great Ming God bestowed three special skills: [Miracle Snap], [Displacement Magic], and [Loser's Violent Shooting].

Asama now has it all.

Can't think about it anymore!!!

Let everything take its course

If you calculate these things again, wouldn’t you become a benefit animal?

Pochi is seen crawling towards the camera, deliberately exposing his skin under his loose shirt.

Qianjian agreed with Han Dong's poem and hated those people who were pretentious and kitsch.

After admiring the ocean scenery for three consecutive days, it has become monotonous.

"Well, I want to add that blond hair also means silly and sweet."

Pouch pouted and wrinkled his nose, like a puppy locked in a dark room by its owner.

"No~ I just think that confessing may bring unnecessary trouble to him. Maybe he is our Yinghe's shadow hero?"

"It's okay. Whether you can find it or not is another matter."

Paradoxically, Asama hates those forced meanings to combat hypocrisy, but he also likes to find a meaning for everything that makes him feel comfortable.

"I'm not asleep yet~"

Looking at the gradually whitening sky at dawn, a cup of steaming milk, a burst of fragrance from nature, and a good book worth reading again and again.

"Damn Ah Shui, when will you come back~~~!"

Shouldn't the improvement of the strength of the shadow warriors be achieved through self-training?

How can a self who cares about gains and losses and is full of utilitarianism deserve to be aloof?

"Why do you look like a crazy fan, Rishi, wake up!"

Who knows what the price will be next time.

It won’t be opened in the short term.

"What's so good about that guy?"

“I didn’t see anyone bringing pets on board.”

But the second meeting was still as positive as yesterday.

"Hey - did you have a good dinner, Pochi?"

If I had extinguished Erjian's love, would I still have as many skills as I do today?

"Um."

"This is also where he is great~"

Ichijo transferred money to himself.

I really wish I could hear Chiyo Konoe play Rachmaninov’s Third Concerto.

Maybe you also like the sea

At most this is the case

have you seen the sea

They looked at the thin surface of the sea and said: This sea is so beautiful.

"Contemporary romance is a kind of kitsch, and I am not one who will shed a second tear."

Pure blue, quiet blue, rational blue, comfortable blue, extend to the far distance where the sea and the sky meet.

"Well - the ruthless Ah Shui is actually willing to - ah! Ah Shui, what's wrong with your hair?"

However, what they saw was only one billionth of the sea.

“It’s very good! There are no blind spots~”

"To be precise, it's respect. Mr. Robert is a very, very, very powerful person."

[Already received, 10,000 yen].

Asama decided not to send out a price list for consultation tomorrow, but just 10,000.

Is it nostalgia, contentment with the admiring gaze of the beautiful girl? The despicable Asama Shisui?

Is it really good to drag Futami to do various trainings?

Is this fair to her?

"That's also dyed."

"Um."

Imagining Pochi kicking around on the bed, Asama pressed her temples and suddenly felt in her heart, it would be great if Pochi was really a dog.

"Rishi, are you asleep?"

"Really, Rise, you just ran away after singing. Didn't you rush to confess to him before the fireworks ended?"

Shiina Emi, who was squeezed into the downgraded cabin bed with the Immortal River, couldn't sleep.

"Ah Shui really doesn't know how to be romantic. I sent you a message while watching the fireworks and you didn't even read it!"

Let the sea drown

That's it

Everyone is like this]

Although the hair in other areas is still dark, the system's failure to explain clearly is a big problem.

A powder blue collared POLO shirt, a white tennis skirt with black hooks, and a pair of thin stockings that wrap around the slender calves.

He raised his left hand towards the light, holding the thread on the ceiling like Kungunir in the hands of the Scarlet Devil Mansion's eldest lady, feeling the emptiness in his body.

【.

Have you ever imagined the sea

have you seen the sea

Confess to her? Systems and skills are things that cannot be spoken openly.

Asama thought of Han Dong's poem "Have You Seen the Sea"——

"The moonlight is so beautiful today."

Just say that no one will call at this hour.

"Not yet, what's wrong Yingmei?"
To be continued...