Chapter 502

Chapter 468 is over, instant noodles!

Some people have imagined that the moon misses the scene from a few hundred meters above the earth, and then the egg, Wakaba said that it is just a small meaning, and the moon is called Fan Er when it floats by the scalp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Have you ever seen the unscientific spectacle of the moon drifting less than three centimeters overhead, but there is no wind, no atmospheric friction, and so on, enough to make the big names in the scientific community crawl out of their coffins?

Wakaba tells you: Yes!

Haruhi Suzumiya tells you: I did it!

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Haruhi Suzumiya raised his eyes and watched, or rather, he wanted to let the moon pass silently above his head, and then circled around at an unscientific speed to return to his previous position, and the night sky reappeared.

Suzumiya Haruhi's EQ and IQ are higher than the per capita line.,There's no random tossing.,After restoring everything.,Figure out the cause and effect.,Say to Wakaba:

"School starts tomorrow. ā€

Wakaba was stunned when he heard this, then breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded:

"Hmm. ā€

As he spoke, Wakaba lifted the embodiment of the dream space and returned to the world of Haruhi Suzumiya. As for the barrier of Youxi, it actually only lasted for a moment before it was broken, but Wakaba increased the flow speed of the dream space to the limit that he could maintain, and the outside world for a moment, and the inside for several years, a few words of effort did not get in the way.

Haruhi Suzumiya turned her gaze around with some confusion, she felt that there seemed to be something different just now, illusion?

Suzumiya Haruhi didn't take this matter to heart, tonight's events were too big, making it a little difficult for her to react for a while, so she was silent for a while, and adjusted her mood. He stood up and stretched, laughing as usual:

"You really surprised me tonight. ā€

Wakaba chuckled:

"You're welcome. ā€

"Whoever is polite to you. ā€

Suzumiya Haruhi seemed to have returned to his usual appearance, rolled his eyes angrily when he heard the words, paused, and looked at Wakaba slightly sideways:

"Now, for your question, you have to tell me the answer. ā€

Wakaba raised his eyebrows, a little flustered for no reason, and said admittedly:

ā€œĀ·Ā·Ā· Can you not listen to it?"

Suzumiya Haruhi turned to look at Wakaba, raised his eyebrows, and said domineeringly with his hands on his waist:

"No, you can't!"

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Wakaba successfully solved the matter of the cycle of August.,Let's put it to an end.,The reason why it's okay.,Because Haruhi Suzumiya, who has mastered her power, is the biggest uncertainty.,I can only hope that after she knows her identity, she won't be as willful as before... It's nothing to be willful in behavior or temperament, but it's not good to be too willful.

But, no matter what, Wakaba can not be trapped in the world of Suzumiya Haruhi, and then spend some boring days with Suzumiya Haruhi every day.

That's right, it's just boring, a character who belongs to the same realm master level, Suzumiya Haruhi can't completely reset Wakaba's memory, at most it's temporarily blocked, and after Wakaba embodies the dream space, those shackles will all be opened. In other words, Wakaba had already recalled the reincarnation time of nearly two hundred years, repeating what he had done every half a month, God knows how boring it was, how painful it was, the swarming memories and those things that had been done once and again, so painful that it made him want to vomit.

While Wakaba was glad that his memories of each reincarnation were unconsciously blocked by Haruhi Suzumiya, he also felt even more pity for what happened to Yuki Nagato. Therefore, as soon as he returned to the real dream space, Wakaba Ninja's face suddenly turned pale.

"Coming back so soon?"

C.C sat on the sofa, dressed as casually as ever, with slender white legs bent on his knees, watching the movie intently, eating snacks, quite leisurely. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head to see that it was Wakaba, and he was curious that Wakaba had just asked him how to come back, but he found that Wakaba's face was quite ugly, so he joked:

"Young people need to know how to be temperate. ā€

Wakaba was in a bad mental state by a large number of memories, and when he heard the words, he blurted out and said:

"I've lived in another world for only two hundred years, and you're a young man!"

C.C's angry doll showed a sneer on his face, and he wanted to be sarcastic, but he thought that he was old and didn't seem to have anything to be proud of, and the witch also cared about such things as age, and the words turned into a light hum when they came to their mouths.

"For the sake of your embarrassed appearance, I won't hit you. ā€

Wakaba lay lazily on the sofa, squeezed C.C's snacks to the ground, and didn't speak, he now even wanted to save the mental head and strength to speak, and Wakaba also knew that C.C couldn't talk nonsense, and people who were not more than twice as old as themselves were embarrassed to use this kind of sympathetic tone.

In other words, as a 'girl', is it something to be proud of?

Wakaba fell asleep with such a complaining thought.

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When Wakaba opened his eyes again, all the bad symptoms of the memory explosion disappeared, and his strong physical fitness was not blown, the person was already completely awake, but the dazzling scene in front of him made him a little embarrassed.

The long green hair hangs down to the waist, dripping water droplets slide down from the ends of the hair, the pure white bath towel wraps the delicate body in white and red, the delicate collarbones, the knife-like fragrant shoulders, and the plump plumpness... Especially a pair of long legs are close in front of you, I don't know if it's shower gel or the girl's own body fragrance, or maybe it's both, it's sultry and dazzling.

Wakaba sat up, looked at C.C., who had obviously just come out of the bathroom, and said a little helplessly:

"This is a meeting room, maybe when a guest comes, please care a little bit, okay?"

Hearing this, C.C flicked his long hair back, shook off some water droplets, looked sideways at Wakaba, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, showing a different style and smiling:

"What?

"It's you who suffers, what's my business. ā€

Wakaba pouted, having said that, it's really a little... Sour? inexplicable!

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"Welcome back. ā€

Poison Island Tsuneko was not surprised by Wakaba's sudden return, and naturally took Wakaba's coat and hung it on the shelf behind the entrance, while asking:

"Have you had breakfast?"

"I'm not going to have pizza for breakfast. ā€

Wakaba shrugged his shoulders and joked, C.C.'s favorite food was pizza, and the subtext was that he hadn't eaten yet, and after changing his shoes, he kicked and walked towards the bathroom.

"I'll take a shower, you can get some as you like, instant noodles will do. ā€

"Okay. ā€

Hearing this, Poison Island Tsuneko smiled and nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

When Wakaba came out of the bathroom, he walked into the restaurant with the fragrance, and looked at the instant noodles with several seasonal vegetables and poached eggs and seafood barbecued pork on the table, and couldn't help but laugh:

"Instant noodles can make a big meal, which is worthy of Sister Yinzi. ā€

Sitting in his seat, he started straight to work, and although instant noodles are classified as junk food, they are convenient and taste good. Wakaba hasn't eaten anything like instant noodles since he crossed over, and I'm quite nostalgic, but there is a difference between instant noodles in Japan and the Celestial Empire, and it's a pity that I can't eat the taste in my memory.