Japanese Showbiz: Powered by Love

Akina-san and Keita-kun (1) (The plot takes over the year-end party) Although she has been criticized for her low emotional intelligence and simple mind, Akina Nakamori is a woman after all. How could she not know what Keita Aso thinks about her. At first, she was a little resistant to the sympathy and pity in his eyes. Thinking that he, like thousands of other men, had gained some sense of superiority from her tragedy, and came to "save" her with a superior attitude and self-righteousness. The way those people are moved by themselves is disgusting. But later it was discovered that this was entirely out of the young man's unquenched passion. Regardless of his original intention, he had good intentions. This made her even angry, and she acquiesced to his company. She felt herself being gently placed on a familiar bed. Even with your eyes closed, you can feel the masculine aura gradually approaching. There is no strong cologne smell on a mature man, but you can smell a little bit of shampoo, and the smell of alcohol mixed with perfume - it is her own perfume, probably accidentally left on him when she was helping herself home. Of course, there is also heat—perhaps still somewhere between the physical body of a young man and a teenager. Like Takagi-kun, Keita-kun's body temperature is also a bit high. This warmth attracted her. There is no doubt about it. She recalled her two failed loves. The origin is all due to the demand for temperature. Few people know that Akina Nakamori was a sickly and neglected child. Even in summer, her hands and feet are cold. After entering the swimming pool, within two minutes he climbed up with blue lips, wrapped in a bath towel, watching his brothers and sisters playing happily in the water, leaving a group photo with a gloomy face. She became a cool girl not out of her own will but because she had no choice. When she met Kondo Masahiko, she thought this person was someone she could rely on. She was wrong. When she met Takagi Taku, she thought this man could understand her. She was wrong too. Mahiko Kondo's warmth looks warm, but it is just an illusion of gentleness. Just like the red Mars, it looks steaming hot. In fact, the temperature of minus 80 degrees Celsius is completely unsuitable for human habitation. The light and heat it emits belong only to itself. Although Takagi Taku's enthusiasm is real, it belongs to another person from beginning to end. Akina Nakamori is like Pluto who was kicked out of the nine planets. He gained and lost again, and everything went so wrong that he couldn't even blame others. Sometimes she would laugh at herself and think, [If this is the second love, we will be more familiar with each other. The second time I was hurt, it was indeed not as painful as the first time. Will there be a third time? Kai Taijun's breath is getting closer and closer. Closing her eyes, in a daze, she thought of the scene before committing suicide. Choosing Kondo Masahiko's apartment as his end was undoubtedly a desire to make that man regret it. A large amount of alcohol numbed her senses. Admittedly, the process of cutting her wrists was painful, but when she saw the blood gurgling out, she felt a strange sense of accomplishment. It turns out that my blood also has temperature. Before she understood this, she felt that she was just a bunch of nerves connected by a network of shared joys and sorrows. When she didn't need to work with all her strength, she was occupied by anxiety and tried to grab the nearest source of heat. At that time, she thought this person could be Kondo Masahiko. If he wanted to protect her, he could easily do so. But it was obvious that he was not happy. She had given everything she could for him, but he had ignored her. She had given up her life to him, but he just wanted to escape. You have caused me enough trouble! My contribution in this relationship has been classified as a problem. She thought that those memorable details, Senna's name, and souvenirs from the trip were nothing but constraints for her boyfriend. Ever since she was a child, she has been someone who lives for others. During her childhood, when she was often sick, she was often regarded as a burden by her family. "We can't go out to play just because Akina is sick again!" This sentence made her always strive to be a good child who doesn't cause trouble to others. No one likes eating carrots but you have to pretend you do. No one likes when their boyfriend cheats but they have to pretend they don't care. Being a good boy only results in intensification, or in other words, concessions that are justified. In the end, there is no way to retreat, so that all thoughts are lost. Miraculously resurrected from suicide, for the first time Nakamori Akina realized that no one should live for another person except herself. But I still want to be understood and loved. The hands and feet in the quilt tightened, and a sourness surged in her nose. It doesn't matter who you are. The man's breath stopped on the top of his body, warm, with the smell of young man's sunshine. Please be gentle to me. But he stayed away. Nakamori Akina almost cried. Keitai-kun's gentleness makes his own despicableness fully exposed. There had never been a moment when she realized so clearly that she was using this young man, and she took revenge on this poor boy who had done nothing wrong for the harm she had suffered from Kondo Masahiko. The one who acquiesced in Keita-kun's approach was many times worse than the ignorant and ignorant Takagi-kun. But his hand covered his cold hand. Carefully, but firmly covering all the skin. She drew from it a determination to move forward side by side that she had never felt before. It was very warm, and I felt like a scientific expedition team member who was lost in the Arctic and was hugged by a fluffy polar bear. The big bear staggered over with a little snowflakes on his nose. The corners of his mouth were widened in a silly smile. The warm bear and Keita Aso's appearance overlapped. This power caused her to fall into a deep sleep. A night without dreams.

I know Quan Shui-san because I worked outside and came into contact with the Internet, but actually I already liked her songs earlier, including the theme song of Dragon Ball GT. I really have no reason to like her, I just like her as a person. Even though she is gone, I still like her, and I will always like her.

The dog food is good, but Nakamori Akina is a pain in the ass... If you don't like it, I will reject it. We will still be friends and partners in the future. What do you mean by recommending it to a gay friend? A messy mandarin duck recipe... Anyway, I skipped all the articles about Nakamori Akina and gay friends... Write more about the protagonist and sister, less messy mandarin duck recipes... And the gay friend is not a big shot, he is the protagonist's wage earner (tool man)... He is not worthy of Akina.

This is a book that I couldn't stop reading. Fortunately, I finished reading the latest update and finally had a chance to say a few words. To be honest, the biggest attraction of this book for me is the closeness between the lines and the daily descriptions that flow like clouds and flowing water. It is as if I am an audience standing at the scene, quietly looking at each character in the book, and observing their lives up close. And the most surprising thing is the moments when the memories that resonate with the author and the audience are evoked, which are really heartwarming. Finally, come on, the author, please take us to continue to see the lives of the people in the book.

It's really poisonous. If you weren't going to accept famous dishes, why would you write so many emotional interactions between her and the protagonist? Akina has already confessed her love to the protagonist, and later she encourages her friends to pursue Akina. Is this crazy? To sum up, this is a cuckold novel, so be careful if you haven't read it~

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It's a bit cruel. If you write about the pure love of Sister Quan Shui, don't mix it up with Akina's drama. If you don't like it yourself, then marry her to a friend to show your brotherhood. Your friend is a key supporting role. How come you feel so comfortable hanging out in front of the protagonist every day? There are too many scenes, and the readers can't respond.

I abandoned the book because of Akina's emotional line. I also like my sister very much, but if you write that your sister is the heroine, can you describe less about Akina's emotional line? I really can't stand the sudden suggestion that Akina be together with someone else.

Have you heard of giving a daughter away? Don't be ambiguous, or explain it directly at the beginning, otherwise the reader will definitely feel sick as if he ate a worm while eating. Why do most authors insist on seeking death🤫🤫🤫

I'm giving away my daughter. Damn I gave it up. It was fine if I didn't write Mingcai in the beginning. I also like my sister, but I won't be happy if you hurt Mingcai again. No matter what the intention is, writing it like this made me choke. I left.