It was almost 7:40 when Shiina Kiri took Asakura Nei out.

He watched the girl walking quietly on his right side and wanted to hold her little hand.

But he was afraid that she would be angry, so he stopped thinking.

There are orange lights hanging on the streets of the old street, and Asakura Yin is occasionally fascinated by them.

There are insects like moths on the street lamps that crash into the lampshades over and over again like fools, making a loud clanking sound every time, but they still enjoy it.

Every time they hit a wall, these little bugs will feel pain, right?

But why are they still willing to believe in the traps of street lights?

Sometimes she would think that maybe the reason why the boy took her in but didn't repay her was not because she was special.

Maybe he is inherently kind, just like a street lamp, but he does not shine brightly just for moths.

But the moth refused to leave. The light of the street lamp had already filled her world. She rushed towards the lampshade over and over again, trying to get into the boy's heart.

Even if she is not the only one flying insects outside the lampshade.

Even if she does this, she will be covered in bruises.

Suddenly a big hand appeared in front of her eyes and gently rubbed her hair across her line of sight.

"Why are you always looking at the street lights in a daze?"

Asakura Sound turned around and glanced at Shiina Kiri, frowning slightly.

"Do not touch me."

"Uh." Shiina Kirisin said that the kitten was indeed still angry now. He took his right hand away from her little head angrily. "Okay."

The two of them walked quietly on the sidewalk, no one said a word.

After the small meeting, Shiina Kiri stood at the intersection and looked at Asakura Sound but hesitated to speak.

The girl pursed her lips and took the initiative to put her little hand into his big hand.

"Huh?" The young man was obviously stunned for a moment, then held her hand tightly.

"You are not allowed to touch me from now on, only I can touch you." The girl whispered.

"okay."

Shiina Kiri held her hand and led her across the zebra crossing. When she reached the other side of the road, she had no intention of letting go.

The girl didn't seem to care and let him lead her.

The two of them seemed to have returned to that night at the cinema.

'Forget it, let him lie, he won't be able to escape anyway.'

Now she only has him in the world, and he has been giving her warmth, even if she has to pay a heavy price for it.

But so what, there is no one behind her anyway, so in the worst case, she will just let him bully her.

She was actually envious of her mother. Her doctor fiancé was so kind to her, and her grandfather had already paved a rose road called happiness for her.

But what about her?

She has nothing.

Sometimes she would think that if there was someone behind her to protect her, she would not be so humble and desperately trying to squeeze into the boy's heart.

Probably not, right?

Who knows.

In the supermarket, Shiina Kiri pushed a shopping cart, and the girl followed him quietly.

The two of them slowly walked through most of the supermarket, like a couple who had just gotten off work.

Not quite right either.

In fact, they are more like a brother and sister.

Shiina Kiri bought a lot of daily necessities for Asakura Sound. They were all for girls, and he didn't understand. Anyway, Asakura Sound took one pack and he took two more packs and threw them into the shopping cart.

The two of them came to the fresh food area.

At this point, the price will be much cheaper.

Shiina Kiri looked at all kinds of strange fish in the fresh-keeping cabinet and couldn't explain why.

After all, before the girl came to his house, he rarely cooked by himself.

He pinched a silver-white fish with its tail licked from time to time, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

Very fishy.

He didn't speak, but expressionlessly put the finger that had pinched the fish in front of the girl, watching the girl follow his example and sniff it gently.

Then the girl frowned, raised her head and glared at him.

Shiina Kiri couldn't help but laugh.

He thought all kittens liked to eat fish.

Well, if a girl really has no sense of taste, she must not like to eat anything.

He put his hand on the girl's purple shirt and wiped it.

Then he got kicked.

Her little mouth opened slightly and she looked at him in disbelief.

"What are you doing? You have to take a shower anyway when you get home. I'll wash your clothes for you tomorrow."

He bent down and touched his right calf, which had been kicked by her, as if it hurt from her kick.

But the girl's kick was obviously very light.

She pouted, knowing that the boy was bullying her again.

After thinking like this, she kicked him again.

Shiina Kiri looked at her calves in wide jeans and said to herself that since there are so many people outside in Doha now, I would have to touch them twice at home.

Even if you kick me, I will still touch you.

…

Early the next morning, Shiina Kiri woke up.

The kitten was not in his arms, which made him a little disappointed.

He suddenly missed the rainy days. If there was thunder, the kitten would probably hide in his arms, right?

He took the cell phone from the coffee table and checked the weather forecast.

Sunny, sunny, sunny, cloudy, sunny, sunny, sunny...

unlucky.

The young man threw his cell phone on the sofa, got up and went to wash up.

Half an hour later, he finished cooking the noodles and knocked on the bedroom door.

"Asakura, get up and have breakfast."

No one in the bedroom agreed, but after half a minute, the girl rubbed her eyes and opened the door.

"Good morning." Her voice was soft and waxy.

If she had just woken up, she hadn't had time to put on that cold and plain mask.

"Good morning, go take a shower."

"oh."

The girl walked past Shiina Kiri into the bathroom.

After the small meeting, the two of them sat at the dinner table.

Shiina Kiri watched the girl take a mouthful of noodles expressionlessly, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Aren't you going to eat?" The girl looked at him doubtfully.

"Eat." Shiina Kiri forced a smile.

He looked at the noodles in his bowl.

Just like the first breakfast they had, the noodles were still made of plain water with a fried egg on top.

He picked up a chopstick and took a bite.

no taste.

He didn't add salt or MSG. In fact, he didn't add any seasonings at all.

This bowl of noodles can be called a real clear noodle.

It's hard to swallow.
To be continued...