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167. The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya

It was already late, and the moon in Ain Grandet exuded a unique brilliance, pouring among all classes.

After entrusting Kerr, Wang Youhan and others to kill the monsters in the afternoon, are now in the hotel where players can live in the starting town.

Sitting on the chair, Wang Youhan looked at Xiaoying's cute sleeping face, and he smiled with satisfaction.

After she fell asleep, Wang Youhan got up and put the chair aside, then gently pushed open the door and walked out.

Then Wang Youhan saw Haruhi Suzumiya standing quietly in the corridor.

She bent her slender and light waist, held her hand on the open window ridge, and held her cheek with the other hand. She looked at the charming night view outside the window in a daze. She tied a yellow hairband on her shoulder-length short hair, which fluttered with the cool breeze blowing in.

Obviously, as long as you shut up, you will be a great beauty.

Rather than saying that she was looking at the scenery, she was thinking about something, her long brows were frowning.

Now she lacks that aggressive aura and looks like she has become the iceberg girl who is not as powerful as the world.

It is true that this omnipotent and omnipotent guy is so fragile and pitiful inside.

Sighing, Wang Youhan slowly walked to Haruhi Suzumiya, then raised his palm and put the cold canned soda in his hand on her white and tender neck: "Ahh, is our arrogant queen in confusion?"

The water vapor in the air condenses into small droplets when it cools, absorbs on the surface of the aluminum can, and then gradually slides from her white and tender neck to the skin under her neck.

"Good ice--"

Chunri, who was iced a little by the coldness of soda, tightened his neck, then put his hand on his waist, frowned and stared at Wang Youhan in front of him: "What are you doing!"

"Just, just kidding." Looking at Chunri who seemed to be angry, Wang Youhan quickly waved his hand, and then smiled and handed the soda in his hand to Chunri, "Sota, do you want to drink it?"

He glared at Wang Youhan, then Chunhi reached out to grab the soda he handed over and pulled open the lid of the aluminum can, raised his head and took a sip, as if he had regarded it as an enemy.

Looking at the heartless expression, Wang Youhan said to her: "What are you doing here?"

"What else can you do? Of course, it's to see the scenery."

As he said that, Haruhi looked out the window again and pinched the aluminum can in his hand.

"Isn't this soda a prop in the game?"

Looking at the aluminum can that was pinched in his hand, Kasuhi was a little curious. Things in this world all have durability consumption bars. When the durability is used up, the items will disappear.

But the aluminum can in your hand obviously has no durability.

"Of course not--"

Wang Youhan also leaned against the window ling and looked out the window.

Although the night is beautiful, Wang Youhan, who is not good at Chinese, cannot use some poems to express his current mood at this time.

So he is not qualified to pretend.

If you have to describe it.

The night is so dark, the moon is quite strong, and the wind is so cool - the girl beside her is super beautiful.

Um!

“Is my idea wrong?”

Suddenly, the words from Suzumiya Haruhi beside him made Wang Youhan confused.

However, Haruhi didn't seem to speak to Wang Youhan. After the first sentence, she continued to say something as if she was talking nonsense.

"When I was a child, I realized that I was really small."

"This fact made me realize that I was just one of the countless people."

"I have tried to become a person who lives an extraordinary and interesting life through my own efforts. Although I tried my best, the result was the same." Wang Youhan turned his head and Haruhi Suzumiya held his cheeks, his eyes as if he was looking at the distant place in the dark night. "Compared with this huge and wonderful world, coupled with the huge number of people, everything in his personal life seems small and ordinary."

"I want my life to be less ordinary."

Haruhi Suzumiya withdrew her gaze from the night, then raised her hands above her head and stretched her waist. Then she leaned over her hands and leaned against the window: "I want to find interesting things, and I want to long for the world to be less orderly."

"Because life is so boring."

"Aren't you bored with a world like this?"

Looking at Haruhi Suzumiya's slightly prominent gaze, Wang Youhan tilted his head and thought seriously: "Of course not."

This world rotates with itself at its center.

Wang Youhan never thought about this idea at that age at that second-middle age.

In any case, a strong curiosity cannot overcome shame.

This memory of secondary school is forever sealed in the deepest part of his heart.

Everyone wants to be unique and eye-catching at a certain age. Suzumiya Haruhi’s current age is just at this time.

However, unlike others, she did not hide her idea of ​​being a second-rate player in her heart, but instead showed her unique and unreserved personality.

Rather than saying she is a "god", she is a cheerful and self-professional person who loves to be off-line.

"Ah, is that?"

Suzumiya Haruhi smashed his tongue and turned his head away from looking at Wang Youhan. He hugged his arms, his face full of displeasure.

Haruhi obviously doesn't think she is wrong.

Wang Youhan opened his mouth and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Perhaps recalling his shameful middle school second-year history, Wang Youhan couldn't help but curl up a pleasant arc: "I don't think my life is so interesting, nor do I think it's so boring."

"Life is simplicity, and heart is fertile..."

With his head tilted, Wang Youhan said lightly: "That's probably what it means."

"But the world has indeed become lively." Haruhi Suzumiya suddenly laughed, and she suddenly looked at Wang Youhan seriously.

"Thank you for this."

After slashing the corners of her mouth, people like Haruhi Suzumiya could never know what she was thinking about writing, and the emotional changes were very extreme.

"But... I've never felt this kind of mood."

"This sorrow, pain, despair."

In Kasuhira's brown eyes, an unprecedented serious look appeared, and she no longer had the usual indifferent look: "I never thought that such a small human would burst out with such a strong emotion."

Suzumiya Haruhi's expression suddenly became a little confused.

After all, she is still a 16-year-old child.

But Wang Youhan never expected that Shuri's personality would become like this. Although he was a group of people who were fragile inside, he shouldn't be so uneasy.

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