The original picture is the cute Anri-chan from the Headless Rider Strange Story~ (▔▽▔)
At present, love is too far away, Xiao Yeju is just a child.
Hibari Kyouya, for her, is more like a target to follow.
It has nothing to do with love, it's just pure persistence and a nestling bird complex.
──I have always been a child...
The above copy is suspected to have expired... (Face covering)
Literary version:
Ever since he first saw the black-haired child, Xiaoye Tachibana decided to follow him closely.
Maybe it's boring persistence...
But she still persisted.
Wan Niang Xiaoyan version:
He is a floating cloud in the clear sky.
She is an ordinary girl with a somewhat complicated life experience. (Wrong)
A chance encounter destined them to be entangled for a lifetime.
Normal version:
In fact, it is just a story about a girl who is a little dull and calm gradually steps into the plot.
The other thing is that Orange suffers from the terminal nestling complex. (Wrong?)
It just so happened that the first kid Little Orange met was the legendary (?) Hibari Kyoya, the future Chairman of the Discipline Committee.
It is said that Orange is a cute creature. (Positive color)
Although there is no gripping and exciting plot, there is nothing sad about it... Well, really.
Welcome to spread flowers, smash bricks, pour water, abduct, knock down, and molest~ (Eh?)
On May 5th, Kaiwen would like to wish the Chairman a happy birthday = w =
The main thing here is to describe the life of Little Orange. Those who love the original work, please be mentally prepared. I probably won't copy every scene of the original plot...
In addition, I may not have enough grasp of the original characters, so I would like to ask for your opinions~
Currently, most of the pages are devoted to the female protagonist, so if you don't like the original female protagonist, please feel free to──
Running account style.
Not time travel.
The original character Honkai Impact has.
The description is bland and those who expect a vigorous and tense dramatic conflict may be disappointed...
Fantasy space─Tutoring itself is an illusion = w =
Supernatural monster──Xiaoju has one-quarter Nekomata blood = w =
Childhood sweethearts──Tangerine and Skylark are indeed childhood sweethearts to a certain extent (that's right)
Heaven's Proud One──As a heroine, there are some special features and benefits...
The love line is currently starting, so please bring your own blue wave, or turn left when you go out and go to Peng Gelie to buy one. It is said that blue wave is on sale at a special price of buy five and get one free. (Seriously)
Intention:
Reader comments
I am also currently in North America as an international student, and I have been here for more than a year now.
During the Chinese New Year in February this year, I agreed to go to another Chinese family's house for dinner. In fact, I happened to be going to a cram school that day. I happily called the Korean teacher who ran the cram school: "i am sorry that i can\'t be here for today, it\'s spring festival.\"
At that time, I thought that the teacher would agree immediately. After all, South Korea also celebrates the Spring Festival. As a result, the teacher said: "i wish you could think about it again, you are not in China, you\'re in NM."
"But I am Chinese.\"
\"But you\'re in NM.\"
In fact, I had been here for less than half a year, but I was in a city with a lot of Chinese people, and most of the people I played with were Chinese, and most of the people I spoke were Chinese. In addition, I tried hard to maintain the status quo I had in China, and was unwilling to make any changes. In fact, my life for the past six months was the same as in China, except for using English in class.
As a result, the teacher's words exposed the self-deception that I had worked hard to maintain for so long. The illusion I had created for myself in daily life was instantly shattered, revealing the truth that I had been avoiding: in fact, I had left my hometown and my family. My nose felt sore immediately.
Later, I hung up the phone and lay on the bed crying for a long time. I hung up the phone at 4 or 5 o'clock and cried until dinner. While I was crying, I thought about a lot of things. In fact, this incident felt very sad at the time, but now that I think about it, I don't think it was a bad thing, but a turning point.
Only then did I truly accept the fact that I was in a foreign land, and became more involved in both interpersonal and academic life. Before, I only regarded myself as a passer-by staying here for a short time, but then I felt, well, this place is where I will spend the next few years of my life.
I have never written about this matter, and I have never talked about it with my friends, but when I read this article, I had an inexplicable desire to talk about it. Now I am living a good life in North America and have finally adapted to it, but sometimes when I think about it, I still can't help but think of this incident, but after all, it has passed, so I just laugh it off.
I am also currently in North America as an international student, and I have been here for more than a year now. During the Chinese New Year in February this year, I agreed to go to another Chinese family's house for dinner. In fact, I happened to be going to a cram school that day. I happily called the Korean teacher who ran the cram school: "i am sorry that i can\'t be here for today, it\'s spring festival.\" At that time, I thought that the teacher would agree immediately. After all, South Korea also celebrates the Spring Festival. As a result, the teacher said: "i wish you could think about it again, you are not in China, you\'re in NM." "But I am Chinese.\" \"But you\'re in NM.\" In fact, I had been here for less than half a year, but I was in a city with a lot of Chinese people, and most of the people I played with were Chinese, and most of the people I spoke were Chinese. In addition, I tried hard to maintain the status quo I had in China, and was unwilling to make any changes. In fact, my life for the past six months was the same as in China, except for using English in class. As a result, the teacher's words exposed the self-deception that I had worked hard to maintain for so long. The illusion I had created for myself in daily life was instantly shattered, revealing the truth that I had been avoiding: in fact, I had left my hometown and my family. My nose felt sore immediately. Later, I hung up the phone and lay on the bed crying for a long time. I hung up the phone at 4 or 5 o'clock and cried until dinner. While I was crying, I thought about a lot of things. In fact, this incident felt very sad at the time, but now that I think about it, I don't think it was a bad thing, but a turning point. Only then did I truly accept the fact that I was in a foreign land, and became more involved in both interpersonal and academic life. Before, I only regarded myself as a passer-by staying here for a short time, but then I felt, well, this place is where I will spend the next few years of my life. I have never written about this matter, and I have never talked about it with my friends, but when I read this article, I had an inexplicable desire to talk about it. Now I am living a good life in North America and have finally adapted to it, but sometimes when I think about it, I still can't help but think of this incident, but after all, it has passed, so I just laugh it off.
蛮喜欢大大的文的gl文的霸道御姐求不闹已经追玩两人。啦啦啦希望大大写出更多的好文哦
我追的好多文都在最近完结了……我受不起惊吓……
女主不是在旁边飘着么，难道这飘着的只是她的一个魂或是一个魄？
大大更文吧≧﹏≦
Come on, update and send flowers.
大大加油么么哒(^з^)