Chapter 251 My Childhood Sweetheart? ! (Updated by Wild Cat Lord Jade Fire Alliance Leader on 4/4)

Chapter 251 My childhood sweetheart? ! (Updated by 44 Wildcat Lord Bihuo leader)

"Hello?" Opening his eyes in a daze, Aokiji answered the phone and rubbed his sleepy eyes, only to find that Qiong beside him had already snored slightly, sleeping soundly.

"Hello, your express delivery has arrived. When is the best time for us to deliver it to your home?"

Aokiji was still half asleep and in a daze for a long time before replying: "What express delivery? I didn't buy anything from a certain treasure?"

"Well, there is no error in our information. You can confirm it online or after receiving it."

Hearing this, Aokiji was stunned for a while, then he remembered that Kasugano Masao had said before that someone in his hometown had sent him something, and hurriedly said: "Well, you can put it in the post office, and I will pick it up myself when I have time."

"Okay, our post office is open from 8 am to 9 pm, please don't miss the opening time." The person on the phone looked polite.

"Okay." Aokiji agreed and hung up the phone. He took a look at the time. Fortunately, it was not yet three o'clock, but just after two-thirty. He did not miss the appointment time with Old John.

Really, he said he wanted to wake me up. Aokiji raised his head dumbfounded, and Qiong's sweet sleeping face came into view.

Qiong didn't know how he fell asleep, his whole little head was almost close to his face, and he shrank into a small shrimp on the bed, and the quilt and sheets were wrinkled together in a mess.

Aokiji shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand, and moved her messy silver hair away from her face. Looking at her fair face, he couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and said, "You idiot, you sleep more deeply than me. "

Maybe it tickled her, she hummed softly from her nose, moved her head, and rubbed the pillow.

Aokiji stretched, stood up, covered her with the quilt, gently held her neck and moved her up, fearing that she would fall asleep on the ground later.

The bright sunshine outside the window passed through the silver hair and fell on her little face, as if her fair skin was glowing. Unable to help it, Aokiji sighed in a low voice: "It's really true. A girl as cute as an angel.”

Aokiji pulled the curtains slightly to prevent the sun from shining into her eyes, walked out of the door quietly, and showed a kind smile to the nurse outside: "She is asleep, let her sleep for a while. "

The nurse couldn't help but whispered: "Well, I won't disturb her."

"Then I'll leave it to you. If you need anything, please contact me." Suddenly something occurred to him. Aokiji quickly smiled and said: "There are some fruits in the house. You and your colleagues can take some to eat. I will buy more." I bought some, just to invite you to eat together."

"Thank you very much." The nurse smiled and nodded.

Aokiji looked at the time and apologized: "Then I'll leave first, I'll leave it to you."

The nurse smiled and nodded.

It wasn't until Aokiji left that she whispered to her colleague: "This guy looks scary, but he really cares about his sister. Fruits are not cheap this season."

"Yes, I saw him that day. He spoke in a soft voice to his sister. It would be great if I had a brother who cared about me so much."

"Hey, my brother knows how to play games. The comparison is really irritating - I heard that this guy is also a professional boxer!"

"Where did you hear that?"

"Nurse Mitsui, she said she saw it on TV."

"Wow! So he's actually a celebrity? I'll search online today."

Aokiji didn't know what the two nurses were talking about, but he was hurriedly walking to the boxing gym, fearing that Old John would cause trouble because of his lateness.

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A day of painful training completely drained Aokiji of his remaining physical strength.

Songshanyan was very friendly and sent Aoki Si to pick up the express. He went to see Qiong first and stayed with Qiong for more than half an hour. He sent Aoki Si to his home before leaving.

Aokiji dragged his exhausted body onto the bed. Although it was only early nine o'clock, to be honest, he felt as tired as if he hadn't slept in three days.

Not to mention the physical soreness, there was physical training in the morning, agility training in the afternoon, and technical training in the evening where they were constantly beaten - Andy and Thain were under the arrangement of Old John , it was like letting out a fierce breath, which made Aokiji miserable when practicing his skills.

Forced to keep his eyes open without falling asleep, Aokiji opened the express delivery at hand to see who had sent him what.

As soon as I opened the package, I saw an envelope with my name written on it.

"Chicago Aoki, Childhood Friend: Matsuura Koharu"

Looking at the name written on the signature, Aokiji suddenly flashed a vague figure in his mind - it was a little girl with double braids. Although her appearance was somewhat unclear, her shy smile But he suddenly recalled it.

"Koharu?" In Aoki Si's mind, the original memories of Aoki Si seemed to be triggered by something. Many childhood memories were looming. Aoki Si closed his eyes and pondered for a while before he finally sorted out the clues.

"My childhood sweetheart." Aokiji smiled slightly, and his memory was full of beautiful memories of catching bugs, playing games, and making mischief in the countryside with this girl named Koharu.

This memory was like a mottled old photo. Aokiji seemed to smell the scent of maltose on the tip of his nose, and felt a little sad for no reason.

This memory is also very important to the original Aokiji.

Aokiji thought so and opened the envelope.

"Si, long time no see, I'm Xiaochun."

The first sentence that catches the eye is Juanxiu's font, and the ink has a faint fragrance. It doesn't look like it was written with a gel pen, but more like a fountain pen.

At this age, few people still insist on writing with pens and handwritten letters.

Aokiji sighed and read along the words.

"It has been almost ten years since you were taken away by your uncle and left your hometown. I miss you very much. I don't know if you are doing well or how you are doing now."

"Well, maybe you have forgotten me a long time ago, I don't know for sure. But it doesn't matter, I have always regarded you as my best friend."

"You were in a hurry when you left. Your diary and favorite toys were still in the desk. I didn't find these things until you left and I cleaned up the desk for you. I'm sorry, myself I couldn't help myself and read your diary secretly."

"But Si is so gentle, he won't blame me, right?"

Looking at every word written by the girl named Koharu, Aokiji always felt a little sore in his nose for some reason.

His and Aokiji's memories were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other. It can only be said that all the memories together shaped the current Aokiji, but the original Aokiji's memory seemed smaller in proportion and more blurry.

But this does not mean that Aokiji knows nothing about the past. Just like old movies being mentioned again, those classic scenes are recalled again.

Along with Xiaochun's letters, many memories that he had ignored or were completely uninterested in emerged bit by bit, including the face of his mother's resolute departure after being taken away by his father from the countryside, and the image of his father giving up and getting angry at himself. The scene became extremely clear.

Sighing, Aokiji continued to read.

"I have been looking for you for a long time, and this year I finally got my mother's permission to go to the city alone to look for you, but I learned from the school that you had already left."

"Fortunately, the kind teacher found for me the business card left by the uncle who helped you when you transferred schools. I followed the business card to find the contact information of his company and contacted him again."

Si Aoki flipped the letter, and the girl's joyful mood was beyond words: "Although I don't know how long it will take for Si to receive this letter, I am already very happy to be able to contact Si again."

"What's even better is that my dad is going to Yachiyo City next year because of work! In other words, next year, we can be in the same city again!"

"Although I don't know if you still want to see me, but if possible, I still want to be friends with you."

"This is my contact information. I'm sorry that I don't know how to use those mobile phone software. I hope the company can contact me. If you find it inconvenient, it's also good to send me a text message."

"I have always regarded you as my best friend——Matsuura Koharu."

Aokiji put the letter aside and let out a long sigh.

There was a strange feeling of sourness and a little sweetness in his heart, which made his eyes turn slightly red.

This letter made him feel a little homesick.

Looking out the window, dazed for a while, Aokiji rubbed his eyes, put the letter in the envelope, took out his mobile phone, and sent a reply to the contact information on the letter.

"Hello Xiaoharu, I am Aokiji. I really didn't expect that you would still remember me and go to all the trouble to send me these things after so long. If you didn't mention these things, I'm afraid I would have Maybe I forgot."

"Thank you. If we see you again in the future, I'll be glad to be your friend again."

Aokiji's feelings for Matsuura Koharu are somewhat complicated, strange and familiar at the same time. In the end, his reply to his childhood sweetheart is: "Although in my memory, the memory of you has become very vague, and I even forgot it for a time. your existence."

"But if there is a chance, I would like to become a good friend with you."

Putting the phone aside, not knowing when Xiaoharu would see these text messages, or how he would feel after seeing them, Aokiji sighed and looked at the other things in the envelope.

"Dynamic Superman?" Aokiji grabbed the anime character toy on the table that, although it had been carefully wiped, still looked a bit shabby. He looked at it quietly and suddenly thought of something behind the Superman toy. As soon as you press it, this dynamic Superman toy will burst out laughing.

Has Xiaochun ever replaced the battery?

Aokiji doesn't know what his status is in the eyes of Matsuura Koharu, but judging from these details, I am afraid that in Matsuura Koharu's eyes, his importance is far more important than Aokiji first thought.

Is it possible? Aokiji thought for a while and shook his head: "It can't be some bloody thing like first love, right?"

"It's good that the friendship we had when we were seven or eight years old can be maintained until now. Remember, Xiaochun is also a lovely girl. It's not like she still has something to like about herself when she is seventeen or eighteen years old."

Aokiji felt like he was a bit narcissistic.

Put the dynamic Superman toy on the corner of the table. This childhood idol wearing a blue mask, red gloves, and blue suit has his hands on his waist and a smile on his face. He looks very heroic.

"It seems that Dynamic Superman is a special feature film that is being filmed now, right?" Aokiji's vague memory made him unsure about these things. He shook his head, and Aokiji picked up the last thing.

Inside the package was a worn-out notebook that was already a little yellowed.

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PS: The author who sent the courier boy away was sitting at home, always feeling a little uneasy. He looked through the peephole in front of the door and found it was empty. He breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and left the house cautiously.

"Where did it go?" The author was looking for the things thrown away by the courier boy. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed through his peripheral vision, and he saw the courier boy running quickly from the hiding place with a sinister smile on his face.

"You are indeed not a serious courier boy!" The author was about to open his mouth to shout, but saw a glint of monthly pass appear in the courier boy's hand.

Too bad I can't move my body

Watching the courier boy raising his lips as he held up the monthly ticket, and walked closer and closer, the author trembled, but could not avoid taking a step.

It turns out that I am so eager for monthly tickets.

Forget it, as long as you have a monthly pass.

The author closed his eyes in despair.

Updates have been added, theaters have also been written, I will give you everything, I only need a monthly pass. Ah, a monthly pass