I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 878

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Li Yan asked with some confusion.

"You are neither a high school student nor a college student now. Have you ever considered finding a suitable girl to accompany you?"

Xiao Lin smiled lightly and asked Li Yan suggestively.

"Cough cough cough!!"

This question immediately swallowed all the ramen in Li Yan's mouth into his trachea, causing him to cough immediately.

"W-what?" Li Yan looked at Xiao Lin in shock and asked.

Xiao Lin looked at him doubtfully and said: "Why are you surprised? You are not young anymore, and you have a job now. Although you don't need to work here in Japan, it will not delay your love..."

"..." Li Yan was silent for a moment.

The night wind blew the lantern above his head swaying. Li Yan was thinking about something quietly, his expression was a little complicated, he seemed a little interested, but also a little apprehensive. His eyelids were slightly drooped, as if he was troubled by such a topic.

"After all, do you have a girl you like now?" Xiao Lin asked.

"This... this..." Li Yan hesitated, seemingly not denying it.

Xiao Lin smiled, took a sip of wine, and said, "Looking at your expression, I have it."

In front of the starless night, Xiao Lin said: "What are you worried about? I always feel that you are enjoying your work recently and focusing on your students. However, this is not a good thing for you. It is not good for you." , it’s not a good thing for the people waiting for you.”

"..."

Li Yan's gloomy eyes became even more lifeless.

As long as you are a male, why don't you long for an ideal opposite-sex partner by your side? Li Yan does not deny that he does not have such expectations.

It’s just that he didn’t know some things at first, but now he knows them all.

As he fell into the deep sea-like depths of his soul, Li Yan not only glimpsed the little girl's life, but also saw details and insights that he was unable to know and should not have seen. A careful emotional lowdown.

No matter what he did, he couldn't make up for this situation, and it was destined to be a dilemma from which there was no turning back.

He did not pursue such a result. It should be said that he was not emotionally astute, and there was not much warmth to be found in the vast world. He did not feel warmth at the beginning, nor did he have what they call a fire. , but after meeting them, he gathered enough hope. Along the way, he said several times that maintaining the status quo was not easy, and he no longer expected a deeper future and emotions.

He might be able to rationally tell himself that as long as he sincerely likes the person he likes, it will be fine. But until now, Li Yan was confused. He didn't know, didn't understand, didn't understand, and was even afraid of such emotions at first. Now he has thought about it seriously, but he still has no answer.

After a period of silence, Li Yan finally drank.

The bitterness and bitterness come from the mouth, but they start from the heart.

"I will seriously...think about my heart."

Li Yan seemed to be talking to Xiao Lin, and also seemed to be talking to himself.

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The night was like ink, like stirring water. After taking a bath, the young man who worked hard originally planned to rest against the wall for a while and let his hair dry before falling asleep, but after he closed his eyes , the feeling of fatigue and fatigue suddenly swept over him. In the dark room, the figure looked like he was basking in the bonfire, his head gradually dropped, and his whole body tilted to the side.

When I fell asleep, I seemed unaware of the years and the outside world. I was so groggy that I dreamed of many things.

When I was young, I realized that my parents were not around. I dreamed about my grandfather’s face, the face of his mentor who encouraged him to become stronger, I dreamed about my daily commute home, and I dreamed about seeing my parents in the rain. In that scene, I dreamed of Sanwa Bunko, angels and demons, monsters and boys, the fate of the girls from hell, and the figures of the group of girls who were destined to me...

——[Li Yan. 】

Suddenly, the girl whose face was unclear turned around and read his name to him.

"!"

Li Yan was shocked and woke up.

He leaned against the wall blankly, and when he opened his eyes, he could already see the bright moon in the Tokyo night that was deep enough for him.

The night wind blew Li Yan's hair, and he sat under the moon, alone.

Suddenly, a voice asked slowly: "What's wrong? You look so melancholy?"

"!?"

Li Yan was startled. Before he could react, a girl's figure sat next to him, still sitting in a cross-legged posture. She showed her white teeth and put her hands on her face in a shining pose. He looked full of energy and said: "General, general, long time no see, my heir."

"King..." Li Yan was speechless and asked.

"Just call me Hongberry, or Lord Hongberry, Senior Hongberry, or Sister Hongberry." This agent who was still sitting on the throne of God disappeared, but when I saw her again a few years later, But I found that she hadn't changed at all, she was still that optimistic.

"Senior Cranberry." Li Yan hesitated and chose the most satisfactory one.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you. I thought you were already asleep." Li Yan said to her.

Cranberry nodded and said: "I have indeed taken a nap for a few years. After all, most of the danger has been eliminated. I am still growing. A growing girl needs to sleep more."

"So, so, what are you worried about?" Hongberry grabbed Li Yan's shoulders and kept asking with interest.

"...It's not something that makes people happy." Li Yan always felt that this agent was also a gossip girl. Seeing her such an excited expression, he looked at her with some disgust and said.

Seeing that he was not going to say it, this cute Chinese girl was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment, covered his ears with her hands with a smile, and then whispered in his ear: "Don't forget that I am monitoring this world. As for my current agent, you must have been shaken, haha, you are so confused that you don’t know how to respond to the girls who cherish you and have been attracted by you, right?"

"S-slow down..."

Li Yan's expression was shocked. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Cranberry beside him. The thoughts that he had hidden deep in his heart were actually revealed.

This girl kept smiling, looking at him, and said jokingly: "Are you stupid? You don't even know such a simple reason. You find that every relationship you encounter is no longer a replaceable feeling, but an experience. Through joys, sorrows and joys, you have developed gem-like emotions that have been continuously tempered and burned over the years, so you owe every girl who has invested a lot of emotion in you, and you cannot avoid any emotion."

I didn't notice it at first, but once I knew it, it was another problem.

Li Yan listened to the explanation of this senior girl without any refutation. Finally, he asked: "So, what should I do better?"

"Don't you like her very devotedly?"

Wang Hongmei smiled faintly and explained: "But, unfortunately, the ending that greets you is... other girls will be alone until they grow old, and they will not hate you for being alone..."

"What!?"

Li Yan's face turned blue when he heard this, and he was so horrified that he wanted to ask something, but he couldn't say anything.

The future predicted by the Old Ones will never change.

"A certain girl will keep traveling, protecting the world with her wisdom and talents, leaving behind legendary stories and an unfinished famous painting and passing away. There is also a certain girl who will eventually die because she will not be hurt. She inherited the family business, and when she finally got old, she turned it into charity. The only property left to her was Van Gogh's "Sunflowers". There was also a female novel writer who hesitated and rejected the suitor in the end. , while writing silently, while silently looking for the boy who was in the rain and could no longer appear..."

At the end of the month, the agent told Li Yan part of the woman's future.

"That's enough, senior!"