The roads in Tokyo are not wide, but the buildings on both sides are very tall. With the lights of the dim lights, the biggest feeling of this modern city is - depression.

Ouyang Nuo and Yuko Okura traveled aimlessly along Shinjuku Street.

"You are free, this night belongs to you." Ouyang Nuo patted Youko's shoulder and broke the silence.

But Yuko didn't say anything and still lowered her head and followed behind him.

"Where is my home, I'll take you back." Ouyang Nuo asked again.

Yuko raised her head, wanted to say something but stopped talking.

"You just follow me like that? You can go wherever I go?"

Yuko nodded.

This girl is too pure!! I would be so sorry for myself if I don’t accept her at this point.

Although Ouyang Nuo's heart was vulgar, his expression was still upright.

"I'm going home, you follow me too?"

Yuko thought about it and finally nodded.

This is OK!! Heaven is above, but she is going to follow her!!!

Although Ouyang Nuo's low-rent house is not big, it is very warm. He lived here before two girls, adding a lot of accessories to the originally empty room.

"Sit down casually, what do you want to drink?" Ouyang Nuo opened the refrigerator and turned around and asked.

"No need...that place...it's too dirty...I want...take a shower first..." Yuko lowered her head, her face flushed in dismay.

Ouyang Nuo suppressed the urge to squirt blood, found a new bath towel and handed it to Yuko.

"Go, I don't have a bathtub, I can only use a spray head, I'm sorry."

Yuko nodded and walked into the bathroom quickly, but she did not close the door.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Ouyang Nuo seemed to be sitting calmly on the sofa, but his heart was already in an extremely tangled state.

Damn it! What does it mean! I really think I'm not a man anymore!!

But then two lines of tears poured out along his cheeks.

Yuko...you guessed it right...I'm really not a man...

Facing the beauty who was sent to her mouth, Ouyang Nuo's body did not react at all. His second brother was still depressed and looked like he ignored him.

Damn it, I gave me youth and MAGI, but I didn’t cure my illness. How could this make my uncle feel sad!

It was over, and nothing was useful to say, Ouyang Nuo wiped away his tears.

Since that's the case, let me pretend to be the most!

Yuko walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. After taking a shower, her white and tender face was red and made people salivate.

Ouyang Nuo resisted the urge to cry and said hypocritically: "The bedroom is over there, don't worry about sleeping."

Yuko stared at Ouyang Nuo with her eyes wide open, with both innocence and charm.

Ouyang Nuo avoided her eyes and just pretended to turn on the TV casually.

"Then... I'm going to sleep, you... can..." Yuko ran into the bedroom in shame before she finished speaking.

Of course, the bedroom door is also open.

The uncle's tears burst out again.

“MAGI…start…”

MAGI took a piece of tissue and handed it to Ouyang Nuo: "It can be seen that you are so uncomfortable, but I can't do anything about this..." Her eyes revealed deep sympathy.

"Thank you..." Ouyang Nuo took the tissue and wiped his tears, "MAGI, I want you to do me a favor."

MAGI said helplessly: "I really can't do anything about this... You should be mournful and follow the changes..."

Ouyang Nuo took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, sharpness and depth appeared in his pupils again.

"Help me weave a dream, MAGI."

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Yuko Okura has had many dreams, but most of the time, she doesn't know she is dreaming.

But this time the dream was so real that she could even clearly hear her heartbeat.

This was at a giant awards ceremony. Looking around, the most famous artists in Japan were sitting around.

"Next, the honor of Miss Japan Television in 2002 will be announced soon! Please welcome the award presenter, Mr. Akio Sarenone, vice president of the Japan Radio and Television Association!"

After the host's passionate introduction, a middle-aged man wearing a suit and neat hair walked up to the platform.

Guan Gen took the microphone and coughed his throat.

"I am 42 years old this year, and I have been in this circle for almost 20 years without realizing it. I have seen all kinds of beauties. Although the 'Japanese TV Miss of the Year' is the embodiment of youth and beauty, it may be difficult to arouse the interest of my old uncle..."

Guangen's funny and simple speech caused bursts of laughter and applause in the audience.

"But! There was a girl who reawakened my memories of youth! I, the numb uncle, collected all her photos in impulse, and was scolded by my wife when I got home. I believe that many of the men here have the same experience as me."

Speaking of this, Guangen rebelled against the normal state of maturity and stability, and his eyes shone with excitement.

"Please all those who like her announce her name with me! She is..."

The audience stood up and shouted the same name frantically - Yuko Okura.

Yuko didn't know how she got on the podium.

She was shocked by the stage.

In front of her were the fanatical eyes of tens of thousands of viewers, waves of thunderous applause, and blessings from hundreds of artists standing up at the same time.

"Come on Okura!"

"Okura! You are the best!"

"I love you! Okura!"

Her tears have long been flooded...

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When Yuko opened her eyes again, she finally knew that it was a dream.

Ouyang Nuo sat beside the bed and gently wiped the tears from her face.

"This is not a dream, this is your future."

Yuko felt that the man in front of her was like her father, staying by her side at the most confused moments, comforting and guiding herself.

But she knew that this was just a dream, it was just a comfort, and the cruel reality had already ruthlessly defeated the dream.

"Thank you...but Yuko... I'm afraid there is no future anymore."

Yuko stood up and leaned against the head of the bed. She thanked the man from the bottom of her heart for everything she had done for her.

"When people live, they have a future!"

What Ouyang Nuo said has a terrible penetration that pierces people's hearts.

Yuko looked at the man in front of her, and her withered heart seemed to have a trace of life again.

"But...but Yuko has already..."

Ouyang Nuo gently covered Yuko's mouth and said lightly: "The world is too dangerous. Children must have two fathers. Are you willing to be my child?"

Although Yuko couldn't understand these words, she already felt Ouyang Nuo's kindness as much as his father, and she was dependent on him like his father.

She nodded firmly without thinking.

Ouyang Nuo smiled.

Since I can’t conquer you physically, then conquer you psychologically!

This is also a kind of pleasure, and it is definitely no less than the best.

Ouyang Nuo decided to show off to the end.

"Child, tell me your worries."

Yuko lowered her head, and tears began to spin in her eyes again.

Ouyang Nuo cursed in his heart: Why is this girl so troublesome? It's so fucking trouble. But he has no choice but to scold the little girl, right?

Yuko finally made up her mind to tell all this.

"They, they took me naked... took photos... and asked me to come out for help..." Yuko hesitated and said the summary of the matter.

Damn, the world is indeed very dangerous...

"Tell me if they don't fall into their name." Ouyang Nuo's expression was a bit fierce. He was the most angry about such a bastard. When he was in the Yamaguchi group, he had many enemies because he couldn't stand this kind of thing.

"Haruko Tachiha, Suzuki, and Akimi Seto..."

"It seems that they are all your classmates?"
To be continued...