When she walked to the living room, the two maids were already doing their own things. When she came down, they also looked at her with concerned eyes.
Neither relatives nor friends, this kind of concern is enough
She smiled lightly, "Hezi, I'm a little hungry."
The maid named Kazuko immediately put down her things and ran to the kitchen to sleep for the day. She had been hungry for a long time.
Sitting in the restaurant, she had a sumptuous dinner alone, but she still couldn't eat much, and the food seemed a bit pity.
She continued to eat, as if she was really sorry for the food. She stopped using the chopsticks in her hands until she felt a little tired. She stood up and saw that there were still a lot of things on the table. Next time, she could cook less and be alone.
, I really can’t eat that much food
Walking into the room, she stood in front of the window, took out her cell phone and dialed a number. This was her brother's.
Come quickly over there. Sayato's extremely gentle voice warmed her somewhat empty heart. She really cherished this stolen family affection.
Saye Etoyu's brother is also her brother
In fact, what does she still care about now? She is already Saya Otoyu, so what should she care about? She has long been integrated into their lives. When people are sick, no matter how strong they are, they are all fragile.
Yes, she really thinks too much
The world full of tears has passed. Really, don’t be sad, okay?
On the phone, my brother's laughter kept coming. He was talking about the student council, even about the tennis club, and coach Ryuzaki. It seemed that he was about to recover and could be discharged from the hospital recently. Otowa was just quiet.
Listen quietly and smile lightly
Recently? I haven't been to her since I last saw her in the hospital. I always feel a little bit sorry. Maybe, at the weekend, when she returns to Tokyo, I should go and see her.
Under the warm orange light, she leaned against the window, the curtains were still drawn, and her slightly fluttering eyelashes also had a light orange color, sweeping down some warm colors.
When he raised his face, he still had that quiet face and a light smile, but it seemed that a long winter had passed. But now, it was still summer.
Time has always moved faster than human footsteps
After hanging up the phone, the brightness of the room was also the silence of the room. Apart from the loneliness, only such deep emotions fell quietly in her eyes.
Very bright eyes, but they are counting the loneliness over and over again
The cell phone in my hand rang again
Lower your head
is his
Pick it up and put it to your ear
Jingshi was surprised to receive his call, but wanted to know what he was doing so late?
"Yinyu, are you okay?" The soft voice was like a spring breeze blowing. She always knew that his voice was pleasant, with a spring-like flavor, like the sun being drunk with wine, and slightly smoky.
"I'm fine," she replied with a smile, but no one could see it. In fact, no matter what time, what she said was always the same sentence, "I'm fine."
But, is it really good?
Sitting on the bedside, she just looked at the small desk lamp, her eyes a little hazy and confused.
After hanging up the phone, she put the phone back on the table, picked up a book from the table, sat on the bedside and read it as usual. Soon after, she looked at the small orange lamp again.
Still no sleepiness
Yes, she has slept all day, will she sleep again?
She lowered her head and continued to flip through the book. She could already remember the content of the book. She liked reading books like this, one after another, strange and familiar, and finally memorized it by heart.
The whole room was silent, except for the occasional rustling of books.
Outside, the night is dark, the moon is bright,
The next day, she put on her school uniform and looked at herself in the mirror. It seemed that she still had some trouble putting on her schoolbag. She walked downstairs, had a casual breakfast, and walked out.
The scenery is still exceptionally beautiful, and the morning wind always brings coolness
After walking a few steps, she turned around and heard someone calling her name, a very familiar voice.
In the distance, a figure slowly walked towards her. He was elegant, noble, exquisite and beautiful. He really fit these words.
Jingshi, we met again
She smiled, and so did he
They walked into the school together as usual, and met Sanada at the school gate. Sanada just glanced at them lightly, but Otowa felt a different aura than usual. Sanada seemed to have changed something about her, as if something was wrong.
It's for her and Jingshi
And she still doesn't know the reason why he changed like this
Sanada has always shown his emotions and anger, making him unpredictable.
Since you can’t guess, then don’t guess
She just assumed that she had never felt it. Moreover, although Sanada had always been indifferent to others, she knew that in fact, he, like Tezuka, had a very responsible heart.
She believed that he would never have any ill intentions towards her
"What are you thinking about?" Seiichi Yukimura's gentle voice sounded in her ears.
She turned back and smiled faintly, "It's nothing, it's just that the sunshine seems to be beautiful today."
Yukimura Seiichi just looked at Sanada standing aside, and with a smile, he said everything
Sanada is just worried, worried about him and her
It's time for class. I'm sitting in the classroom. The morning sunlight falls lightly on the window pane. In a blink of an eye, it has changed its angle, casting some strange colors under the classroom floor, white, light gold, maybe...
, colorful
She was in a math class now, and she saw the teacher constantly drawing something on the blackboard. Occasionally, when she turned around, she saw the young man sitting next to her, giving her a gentle smile that was warm and bright.
Seiichi Yukimura, a very special boy
Lowering her head, she propped up her chin with one hand and looked out the window amid the teacher's voice. She saw light blue, light green, and pure white. She lowered her eyes lightly. Some hazy green came into her eyes, and some quiet light came into view.
She slightly raised her head and looked at the corner of the table next to her. In that direction, Zeng Jin was sitting with another person. Suddenly, she seemed to see that the person next to her had changed into another person. She was smiling beautifully, and only the smile in the corner of her eye was visible.
A tearful mole outlines a enchanting atmosphere, a natural and arrogant temperament, perfect
She looked at it very carefully. When she closed her eyes and opened them, she found that the person had been replaced by someone else. She was still beautiful.
It turned out that it was another hallucination. She smiled self-deprecatingly. When she raised her head, she saw the young man's overly focused eyes. Such clear and gentle eyes seemed to be able to drip water with just a slight blink. Such concentration,
In those eyes, there was only her reflection and the glimmer of attachment called attachment.
Too focused, she frowned slightly, and then lowered her head as if to escape. Just like the first time, she might have known what would happen in such an encounter, so she chose to escape like that.
It shouldn't be, really shouldn't be
She looked up again and found that the boy next to her was focused on the blackboard in front of her. The pen in her hand was constantly recording something, and she let out a sigh of relief.