When I got home, I was about to go back to my room, but I suddenly saw Yi Yan and Ito Zhumo sitting in the living room, as if they wanted to discuss something with me.
"Is something wrong?" I didn't feel any discomfort, but sat down very indifferently, looking at the two people in front of me with a cold expression, who can be called my parents.
"Jiaxue, my father's company is in South Korea. I may have to go to the company to deal with some matters first. Can you stay well in Japan?" Ito Zhumo said calmly, a little worried and a little confused.
"No problem." I am a person who worships freedom, and parents are of no help to me. I don't care about having parents, they are just a burden.
"Then tomorrow, your parents will go to South Korea. You have to take care of yourself." Perhaps he couldn't find a topic, so Yi Yan could only speak, speaking words of concern as a mother.
"Okay." He said still very calmly, without any tone at all.
"Ah? Then... Jiaxue, let's go and have a rest." There was really no topic to talk about, so I could only say such low-level words.
"Oh." Anyway, I was very sleepy and wanted to rest, so I walked into my room and fell asleep.
Perhaps so many years of living alone have made me accustomed to having only one person at home instead of a group of people, because in this case, it makes me feel very strange and I don't want to communicate or say anything.
The dream began to continue, and it was nothing but blood...
I have long been used to the days when there is no one at home, which makes me very relaxed. After staying in the villa for a few days, I packed my luggage a little, then took the black card I got and went out. Now
All I need is a place where I can return to myself.
The airport was very noisy, very noisy, and it made me feel uncomfortable. I don’t know why I felt that the air was starting to become thinner. It was really bad, it was really uncomfortable. I covered my heart, and sure enough, that damn thing was killing me.
You actually followed me here, it's really disgusting.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" A nice voice sounded in my ear.
I shook my head and said nothing. I was indeed too weak and too relaxed.
After finally standing up, what I saw was a young boy with purple-blue hair and purple-blue eyes. He was not very old, but he had a kingly air. He should be the king's minister, Seiichi Yukimura.
Should I thank him? It was he who made me watch this anime, and that's how I learned about "The Prince of Tennis", right? But I only have a huge hatred for him, even at any time.
"Thank you." I stood up. After a brief period of absent-mindedness, my heart had recovered and no longer had that damn colic. "Do you need help?" Yukimura winked. He looked cute, but in fact
He is indeed a sinister guy to the core. If you want to be as sinister as a human being, you should interact less with sinister guys. He is as sinister as Fuji, which is simply terrifying!
"No need." I said coldly, then I picked up my luggage and was about to leave. I don't want to talk to a shady guy right now, it's really tiring, so at this time, it's the best choice to leave.
I turned around and ran back quickly. I was too nervous to talk to Yukimura.
What an interesting girl. Yukimura continued to smile gently, but that smile looked absolutely terrifying and insidious to Sanada who was traveling with her. Sanada's dark face trembled unconsciously.
After getting on the plane, I took out my headphones and put them on my ears. Some melancholic songs slowly flowed out from the MP3. They were very sad and poignant. Piano music is my favorite song. It is quiet and peaceful...
…
Outside the window of the plane, there are large white clouds. I don’t know what I should say. Did the colic pain just now make me start to worry? I am not a sentimental person. How can I put it, I am a cold-blooded person and belong to human beings.
The emotions are not mine at all, they are just excuses for useless people. Ha, I am still me, the person called poison...