After being quiet for a few minutes, Futaba Cheng felt the steady breathing of the girl in his arms. He was slightly startled, then turned his head and noticed that Gong Baiyu had his eyes closed and his face was pressed against his shoulder.

.

The girl's face under the moonlight is pink and tender, like a peach that one can't help but take a bite of. But Futaba Cheng knows very well that now is not the time to think about this, because behind him - Nana Asama is leaning there, breathing

It would also hit his clothes from time to time, giving him an itchy feeling.

"Asleep." After discovering that Gong Shiro Yuyou was asleep, Futaba Cheng hugged her a little tighter, and then turned back to look at Morning Nana.

At this time, Nana's face in the morning was also red, her big and smart eyes blinked slightly, and then she whispered: "A Cheng, your body is so tight."

"This is not natural." Futaba Cheng said helplessly.

"There's energy again."

"Don't mess around." After Futaba Cheng finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Nana calm down in the morning, and then turned around——

But he met a pair of eyes as beautiful as gems.

"..." His heart seemed to skip a beat, and the girl in front of him was watching him quietly, motionless.

"You, are you awake?" Futaba Cheng smiled.

Gong Bai Yuyou's eyes were filled with confusion, and then she closed her eyes and said, "Kiss."

Looking at the other person's soft lips, Futaba Cheng's throat rolled, and then he kissed her.

And the next second, he patted his hand casually behind him, signaling Nana to take advantage of the moment and leave in the morning.

But Nana did not leave in the morning. Instead, she sat up with a smile. She hugged Futaba Cheng's waist directly from behind.

Futaba Cheng was stunned by the warmth on his back, the touch of teeth nibbling and the itching breath coming from his ears.

In front of her, Gong Bai Yuyou's eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if she was about to open her eyes. Futaba Cheng immediately put his hand in, and then directly controlled Gong Bai Yuyou.

Gong Bai Yuyou's ears turned red, and she slowly stretched out her arms and hugged his neck in response.

Morning Nana was holding her hands behind her back. When she noticed Futaba Cheng's helpless eyes, she stuck out her tongue cutely, then jumped out of bed lightly and climbed over the window, disappearing into the night in one go.

After Nana left in the morning, Futaba Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Parting his lips, looking at the still confused girl in front of him, Futaba Cheng gently stroked her head and said, "Go to sleep, you've been working hard these days."

Gong Baiyuyou closed her eyes again, but her hand held the holy sword.

This is a little girl's quirk, but Futaba Cheng doesn't mind it much, since it's not uncomfortable anyway.

Just holding Gong Bai Yuyou in his arms, Futaba Cheng also slowly closed his eyes.

A night of silence.

The next day.

When Futaba Cheng woke up again, he found that Gong Bai Yuyou's figure was no longer on the bed.

"It's numb." When Futaba Cheng was about to get up, he found that his arm seemed to have lost its intuition.

It's probably because of the wrong posture and the fact that he slept with Gong Bai all night.

Futaba Cheng put on his glasses, then scanned the room at the end, and found that Gong Baiyu was drawing lines on the drawing board.

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with the girl's face, and she still looked very quiet.

"It's a shame she has such good skin after working so hard every day." Futaba Cheng shook his head and got out of bed.

After briefly washing up, Futaba Cheng left the room.

It seems that I can go to school normally today.

…

…

In a certain room, a girl with short hair was arranging her appearance in front of the mirror.

Maybe it's because I pressed my hair when I went to bed last night, so the ends of my hair today always have a sharp angle.

Suzuki Kaoru looked at the mirror expressionlessly.

Then she washed her hair and blow-dried it with a hair dryer.

After combing her silky hair slowly, Suzuki Kaoru put down the comb, only to find that the sharp corners were stubbornly raised in an arc - as if mocking the girl's incompetence.

A bob hair style that is neatly trimmed and smooth from root to root will not allow the hair to undergo such changes.

Suzuki Kaoru washed his hair again.

Blow dry.

Hair raised.

Suzuki Kaoru: "..."

Although she didn't want to admit it, Suzuki Kaoru had some obsessive-compulsive disorder. When she saw her hair style like this, there seemed to be a fighting spirit in her eyes.

After struggling for half an hour.

Suzuki Kaoru looked at himself in the mirror, but found that there were still two dull hairs standing on end, and there was no wind.

"Click." With the sound of scissors, Suzuki Kaoru cut off the stubborn part with a calm expression.

After finishing all this, the girl realized that most of the time had passed and breakfast had not been prepared at all.

"I didn't pay attention to the time." Suzuki Kaoru's amber eyes flickered for a moment, then he put on his coat and walked out of the room.

As soon as she opened the door, the aroma that hit her nostrils attracted her attention. Looking down from the stairs on the second floor, Futaba Makoto was wearing an apron and making breakfast, and there was a fat gray cat lying on his shoulder.

"woke up?"

"Nyaunai!"

Futaba Makoto smiled slightly when he saw Suzuki Kaoru coming downstairs.

"Do you still have a fever?" Suzuki Kaoru asked.

"It's okay now."

"Um."

"..."

Seeing that the girl suddenly stopped talking, Futaba Cheng seemed a little strange and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Suddenly I don't know what I need to do." Suzuki Kaoru smiled lightly, "Normally at this time, I should be cooking in the kitchen."

"That's what I said." Futaba Cheng shook the spoon in his hand and said with a smile,

"You need to relax sometimes, right?"

Suzuki Kaoru did not refute, but walked to stand next to Futaba Makoto. At this time, bacon was being fried on a low fire in the pot, and the faint aroma of butter was very tempting.

"What are you thinking about?" Futaba Cheng asked when he saw the girl's amber eyes staring at Bacon motionlessly.

"Just in a daze."

"Really?" Futaba Cheng did not pursue the question.

"… Futaba."

"What's wrong?"

"What would you think if one day I left here?" Suzuki Xun suddenly asked.

"Left here suddenly?" Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head,

"I think this is quite normal. After all, we won't live here forever. We will leave one day, right?"

Futaba Cheng's tone became inexplicably sentimental: "Yes, I'm just a tenant."

Whether it is Gong Bai Yuyou, Hayaka Nana or Ninomiya, they are actually just tenants and cannot live here for the rest of their lives - just like Tang Xiaoke and the others, after they find their own path, they rarely

Back.

The same is true for other people, especially after graduating from high school, they are destined to be separated.

There are countless forks and roads on the road of life. Maybe someone will accompany you walking on this road at this time, but it will not necessarily be the case when you encounter the next fork. After all, everyone's choices are different, and the results will be different.

Also different.

After hearing what Futaba Makoto said, Suzuki Kaoru glanced at him: "Just a tenant?"

"Maybe it's family."

"In what way?"

"What other aspects of family do you have?" Futaba Cheng couldn't help but smile. He looked at the girl in front of him and said, "Of course, if you leave that day, you are still welcome to come back here at any time."

Suzuki Kaoru did not continue to ask because this was not the answer she wanted. Futaba Cheng looked at her strangely.

I always feel like Suzuki Kaoru has something on his mind.

"..."

After a moment of silence, the girl's soft voice sounded: "The bacon is burnt."
To be continued...