On November 7th, it was sunny and a little cold.

Hanamaru Hanawa was wearing more and more clothes. She wore a scarf, a sweater and a jacket, and even the stockings were thickened.

This is a bad thing for Uesugi.

As soon as the two of them came out of the tram platform, Hanamaru Hanawa began to rub their hands in front of them and simmered in them.

"Do I want it, I'll cover you up?"

Hanamaru Hanawa turned his head and noticed his smile beside him.

"Zhaojun, what are you going to do?"

"Put it, put your little hands in my pocket or something."

"Put... Put it in your pocket..." There were a lot of people in the street in front of him. It took Huamaru Huashi a long time to react to his words.

"What? Don't agree?"

"It's not...but Zhaojun is actually an incompetent boyfriend now."

Hanamaru Hanawa said in a small voice, then hesitated for a while as he watched his arm that was sending out to signal her to put it on.

Finally, I gently took him and put my right hand into his pocket.

"After all...the favor is -40."

Uesuguso suddenly felt a cold little hand coming in. It was very cool, soft, and a little shy and timid hesitated. He quickly grabbed her in his pocket, pushed away her curled tight palm, and held it with her little hand.

Hanamaru Hanabu felt his wrap and his face turned redder.

The two set off from the tram platform and slowly approached the school gate of Dongyi University.

His hands were held tightly, Hanamaru Hanahuo lowered his head slightly beside him, his face was a little red, and when he spoke, he exhaled in his mouth: "Zhaojun... don't you think Hanahuo's hands are very cold?"

"There is a saying that your girlfriend's hands are yours. Even if they are cold, try to keep them warm."

"It must be the one that Joe Jo is now crafted..." Hanamaru Hanabu didn't dare to see him.

"Hmm? What are you talking about in Hanaishu?"

"No, nothing..."

Hanaman Hanaman tried hard to raise his head and looked at the passers-by in the autumn in front of him.

Walking with him on the side of the road, holding his arm, and being pinched by his hands...

Yes...a little warm...

Hanamaru Hanahuo took advantage of his inattention and glanced at him secretly. After seeing his side face, he quickly buried his face again.

I thought to myself, why don’t I… I’d like to add 10 favorability points to him...

After walking for most of the way, I came from the tram stop to the campus area, and many students passed by.

Hanamaru Hanabu, who didn't like being watched by others, naturally approached Uesugi Sho who was beside him.

Uesugi Sato also admired her a little shy look around her. He understood that many male students liked her simple and cute appearance.

A while ago, a scout said that she was like Akina Nakamori when she was young and wanted to invite her to be a star and take a pure and cute route.

This road is not easy to walk at all, such as the example given by the scout, Akina Nakamori.

Even though she became a star of the queen level, she lost everything because of a scumbag and was repeatedly used and discarded. In the end, she was discouraged and once cut her left wrist with a razor to commit suicide.

Since the suicide began, her career began to decline and became in a slump.

Pure girls are easily deceived by scumbags. The other party has a playful mentality, and the girl regards the other party as the only one in life.

Uesugi Dora looked at Hanamaru Hanabu and thought she was such a simple person. If she entered the entertainment industry, she would not know how to be deceived.

"Why should I stand on the left?"

"ah?"

"It means to use another hand to cover you."

When Uesugi Sao walked around her left hand, Hanamaru Hanaki had not reacted yet, he dumbly stretched out his other hand to him.

Uesugi Tho pinched her glutinous and cold little hand, then put it in her pocket, warming it up hard.

"Zhaojun..."

"What's wrong?"

"Don't...too hard."

"Did you feel hurt?"

"Um..."

......

The hand-covering activity continued until the classroom was forced to end. Hanamaru Hanabu was embarrassed to be held like that by the person he knew.

“Is there any lesson today?”

"Sketch Still Life." Hanamaru Hanabu stood in front of him, his two little hands crossing each other, and he felt that there was a residual temperature in his palms.

"Ah? Didn't you just draw a human body yesterday? What about after sketching class?"

“Permeasure.”

"This...it should be easier to learn."

"Well, that's it."

......

Perspective learning is not easy to learn at all.

Uesugi Tho was receiving new knowledge points all morning. He had to be twelve times more energy than he could not make it out of progress.

Studying is too tiring.

Although there was only a short twenty minutes of rest in the morning, Uesugizo felt that there was no happier time than this time.

While get out of class was over, he could pull the firewood to the vending machine downstairs to buy drinks, and could take her to take a slow walk in the school park-like scenery, look at the swans in the lake, and look at the kitten hanging on the trees.

She has always been very quiet, following her side quietly. She will answer questions when she asks her, and she will respond when she talks to her.

She is like a simple girl who can only follow her, pure and beautiful, and she can feel much more comfortable just by staying with her.

After class, Hanaman Hanawa, who was sitting beside him, stopped the pen in his hand and suddenly asked him:

"Why did Zhaojun suddenly come to school to find Huahuo to go to school together..."

"Who said I must come to you?" Uesugi said with a smile at her face.

"It's clearly...it's what Joe-jun said..." Hanamaru Hanaguchi muttered.

"Actually... I always feel that something is missing since I went to college."

Uesuma looked at the branches swaying in the wind outside the window of the art room, "I have been thinking about what I have lost and what I have lost will make me feel that I have no motivation to even study and read... Occasionally, I look at the sky, and my heart is also pulled out."

Hanamaru Hanabu listened silently to his words.

Uesugi continued, "Now, I figured it out. What I lack the most is the person I like around me... I can teach her what she doesn't know, and she will give me the things I don't have. This kind of life that supports each other and moves forward is something I can't understand in Dongda alone."

"Zhaojun...Is that what he said for his favorability?"

Uesugi Doo smiled and asked, "Do I say this because of my favorability? Hanawa should be clear in his heart. Just follow that idea."

"Then...Susa asked you yesterday..."

"I definitely can't answer her if it's so important. I'm going to wait for you to ask me, and I'll tell you."

"Zojun..." Hanamara Hanaguro looked at his face and opened his mouth for a while, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say it.

"Haha, what's wrong? Do you think I'm very romantic? Speaking of which, no man will go from one university to another, just to go to school with someone he likes."

"Zhaojun, you're narcissistic again."

"No, what I'm telling is the truth." Uesugi Doo smiled, and he also laughed.

Whenever she smiled, the deepest heartstring hidden in her heart.

Uesuma Dora always felt that way.

"By the way, Huahuo, how do you draw the surface of this iron kettle? I asked Kitakawa just now, but she won't tell me."

Gu Ou

"Let the fireworks see."

......

In the afternoon, at the coffee shop.

As soon as Uesugi Sao arrived at the door, there were guests waiting for coffee inside. Kobashi Rikai was too busy.

He put on his apron, said hello, and started working.

It was only at three o'clock in the afternoon that I could barely have a longer rest time.
To be continued...