Falling in Love with a Sick Girlfriend Twenty Years Younger Than Me

Leaving the poor junior and Maid Lily at the police station, I took a taxi back to the restaurant where I had dinner just now.

Didn't you leave Rena alone because you thought things were troublesome?I just think that since she knows such an excellent maid, there is no need for me to come forward, right?

At most, when you meet her in the company, apologize to her and help her pay back the money together.

I gave the fare to the driver, took the change I got back, and got out of the car and walked into the restaurant.

I glanced at the place where I was sitting just now, and to my surprise, Asuna and the others seemed to have left here, and the people sitting over there now were young men and women I didn't know.

Strange... why did you leave after you told them to wait for me here?

Meiling's legs and feet are inconvenient, what else can Asuna push her to do?I couldn't help frowning, took out my cell phone and dialed Asuna's number.

[beep-beep-beep-]

The familiar voice rang again and again, but Asuna didn't answer my call as quickly as usual, which made me very uneasy.

Could it be that something happened to those two people?The weak and beautiful girl duo is still very likely to be targeted by the bad guys!

Just as I was thinking wildly, Asuna finally got through the phone, which instantly calmed my high-suspended heart.

"Moshi Moxi? Asuna?"

"...Yes, uncle, what's the matter?"

Asuna's voice sounds a little tired, is it my illusion?

But no matter what, it is imperative to ask them where they are now.

"Asuna, where are you now? I came back from work, and now I didn't find you at the place where we had dinner just now?"

"Ahaha, I forgot to tell Uncle... Sister Meiling and I are on our way home now, Uncle, you should come back too."

"Home? My apartment?"

"Well... When you come back, I have something to tell you and sister Meiling, please hurry up."

"Ah, I know—"

Pat--the phone was hung up.

I looked at the phone in doubt, wondering why she hung up the phone so simply, and didn't even have time for me to say goodbye.

What is this girl thinking?

Reluctantly exiting the store, I stopped a taxi again and headed towards the station.

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Sitting in the subway car, Asuna stared blankly at the phone she hung up, thinking about something.

Therefore, Mei Ling, who had been confused since just now, finally couldn't help her curiosity, turned her head to look at Asuna, and expressed her doubts to her.

"Asuna? What happened to you from just now? Who is the girl who suddenly rushed into the store and hit you? What did you tell her? Why did you have a handprint on your face? Why did you come back to the restaurant? , just call me out and go back to the apartment together?"

"Sister Meiling..."

Asuna looked at Meiling in the wheelchair with some confusion, thinking about how to respond to her question.

Although you can tell her about the younger sister, the most important thing is to wait until you get home and the uncle is sitting together, and then tell them in full.

Whether the self who does not value the body so much can be understood by them is a result that needs to be discussed with them.

So Asuna showed a bitter smile and explained.

"It's nothing, that child is my sister, because I haven't been home for a long time, and she was so fierce to her, that's why she hit me with a bouquet."

"The palm print?"

"Well... I accidentally made her angry, and it's all my fault."

"Well...then, why did you ask me to go back to the apartment? Is there anything you can't wait for my brother to come back and talk together?"

Asuna shook her head slightly, and said, "This matter still needs to be kept secret, let's talk about it when we get back to the apartment."

Hearing this, Meiling bit her lips unwillingly, but she couldn't resist Asuna's firm eyes.They looked at each other for a long time, finally they could only sigh helplessly, and nodded wearily.

"Well, I can't go to Tokyo Tower anyway, so it's better to go back... When you go back, brother, you must tell us what happened?"

"Well... definitely."

Originally, he wanted to tell the truth, so he returned to the apartment so early.Although she experienced a very difficult inner struggle before making up her mind, once she made up her mind, Asuna would not be easily shaken.

At worst, he was hated by the uncle. It wasn't the first time he was hated by others. Why did he care so much?

Asuna, who was so self-deprecating, never realized that the joints of her hands holding the handle of the wheelchair had already become abnormally white due to excessive force.

If you don't care, how can there be such a painful thought struggle?

In front of the unreserved tenderness of others, even Asuna is a child who is afraid of being hurt after all.

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About an hour after I hung up the phone, I finally returned to Shibuya.

The gradually sinking sun was still some distance away from the horizon, and there were no students on the street who had returned home from school, so there were not so many people on the road.Although it is still busy compared to other cities, it is much better than usual.

Taking this opportunity, I am going to buy some ingredients to make a bigger dinner in the evening.