[Net King] The end of no fruit

"Why are you always frowning..."

"No, can you smile for me?"

"Can you give me a chance..."

"I like you……"

She heard the soft reply from the girl in the blue dress, with a faint sense of happiness.

Different from the enigmatic dream last time, this time the dream seemed to be colored by a light sea blue, fresh and pure, making Hosokawa Cheng frowned unconsciously in his sleep.

The boy's voice was reassuring and melodious, as if immersed in deep love, Cheng Hosokawa was unknowingly intoxicated, but still maintained a trace of sobriety.

Sadness in the heart is not fake.

The boy still in the white shirt could only see the vague outline of his figure, but for the girl in the blue skirt in front of the boy, Hosokawa Summi could see clearly.

In her eyes, only that boy remained.

Nothing else.

The morning sun shone through the curtains on Sumire Hosokawa's hair, and Sumire Hosokawa froze suddenly while subconsciously washing his face—today was the weekend, which was the day when Sumire Hosokawa and his mother had agreed to have their teeth fixed.Hosokawa Sumire had an indescribable fear of filling teeth, and every time she sat on the bench in the corridor and heard the creaking sound of the machine, she felt chills all over her body.

Cheng Hosokawa took out a sea blue dress from the closet, which was the color worn by the girl in his dream, bit his lip, stared at the dress for a moment, then put it back, and took out the white girly dress again. Shirt and light blue denim cropped pants.

She is escaping, escaping from wearing the same color as the girl in the dream.

She is not her.

Hosokawa took out a sea-blue bowknot hairpin and pinned it above his right ear, which caught a strand of hair, revealing a standard oval face and excessively fair skin, which was a sickly color.

Hosokawa looked at the girl in the mirror, her figure was gradually overlapping with the girl in the blue skirt in the dream, like identical twins.

No, it should be said that they are one person at all.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, and the breakfast is simple milk and sandwiches——Hosokawa Summi has never liked Japanese breakfast.So traditional natto, miso soup, and raw eggs are all hated by Hosokawa.

Her mother, Umeko, also had nothing to say about Sumi Hosokawa, a native Japanese girl whose eating habits were completely un-Japanese.Hosokawa Summi has always been a stubborn and excessive person.

It was still mother who accompanied Cheng Hosokawa to the clinic today, and father was sleeping because he drank too much at the dinner yesterday.Cheng Hosokawa looked at his mother who was humming and wiping the table, her happy look seemed to Hosokawa Cheng to gloat.Hosokawa Sumori turned his head away and gnawed on the sandwich without saying a word.

"Ah Cheng, did you change your hairstyle today? It's not bad!" Meizi, the mother, saw that Hosokawa Cheng was depressed because of tooth extraction, so she found some topics to adjust the atmosphere.

Hosokawa Sumire glanced at his mother's set of neat, bright white teeth exposed by her soft smile, and did not speak.

Meizi sighed in her heart, looked at the gloomy look of the girl sitting at the dining table, and didn't continue to look for topics.

Sensing the suddenly stiff atmosphere, Hosokawa took out a napkin and wiped his mouth and fingers, and said, "Since all my teeth have grown, you have taken me to fill them on a regular basis. Anyone would be afraid."

Meizi smiled helplessly, and continued to wipe the table with her head down.

In fact, what Cheng Hosokawa was really afraid of was the squeaky drill, although there was no pain at all when it touched the teeth.

Her mother Umeko is a writer, but the novels she writes are generally more philosophical novels. Those disappointing endings make Hosokawa Cheng feel uncomfortable after reading them.Even though Sumi Hosokawa only has a trace of girlish fantasies, she is just an ordinary 13-year-old girl.

The problem that Meizi is troubled with now is that Hosokawa Sumiaki has the appearance of a super flower, but she has never opened her eyes since she was a child.No matter how Meizi hinted, Hosokawa Sumori always put on a paralyzed face with an expression of "you can't help me".Most Japanese middle school students have been in love, but there are also some who are not thinking about it, such as Hosokawa Summi and Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Driving a car of a popular brand in Japan, Umeko took Sumi Hosokawa to the door of the dentist's clinic, gave the stiff-faced Susumi Hosokawa enough cash, and agreed on a time to pick her up before speeding away.Meizi is going to discuss with the publishing house about the publication of the new book today.

Sitting in the pale hospital, the black-haired girl in a white shirt was not very conspicuous, her thin figure almost blending into the gray-white wall.Cheng Hosokawa registered silently, then sat quietly aside, his hands trembling a little.

She still couldn't contain her fear.

Cowardly and incompetent.

I don't know if it's because of growing up, filling teeth is not as scary as Hosokawa imagined, the process seems to be just a short moment.The feeling of a foreign object in the mouth after filling the teeth made Hosokawa Cheng a little unaccustomed, frowning and walking out of the hospital, but saw a tall and straight figure approaching the hospital door, also clutching his left arm and frowning.

"Tezuka!" Summi Hosokawa called out to Kunimitsu Tezuka, who had a serious expression on his face.The boy was still wearing the sportswear for the senior selection of the Qinggaku Tennis Club. It was obvious that he had just finished the extra training of the tennis club on Saturday morning. As the manager, Hosokawa was not required to participate in the extra training.

The boy also found the beautiful girl with black hair, and seeing the emerald green jewel-like pupils looking at him, Tezuka's heart beat a little faster.

"Hosokawa." Tezuka nodded to the girl, the white shirt further brought out the girl's elegant temperament, which was different from the usual school uniform.

"Your arm?" Cheng Hosokawa noticed Tezuka's gesture of clutching his left arm very early on. Although the boy's expression was as motionless as a mountain, she felt that his left arm must be in pain.Otherwise, how could the usually calm boy Tezuka put on such a strange posture?

Tezuka's eyes flickered, and he decided to hide the cause of the injury from the manager of the tennis department: "It's just a muscle strain."

"Is that so..." Hosokawa Sumori didn't ask too much, would a muscle strain make Tezuka Kunimitsu such a "gaffe"?

You still don't believe me... The inexplicable exclamation in my heart made Hosokawa Sumire's eyes widen. Why did Tezuka Kunimitsu also start to be involved in that dream?

Hosokawa pretended to look at his watch to hide his panic—[-]:[-], [-] minutes before the time agreed with his mother.She said to Tezuka Kunimitsu: "Then Tezuka-kun will go quickly, I will go too."

Smiling at the boy, Hosokawa Sumire calmly walked towards the coffee shop in front of the hospital.

She didn't notice the apology and determination in the boy's golden brown eyes looking at her. It was his responsibility as a minister, and he must not let anyone know. This was also his promise to Minister Yamato.

The doubts in Cheng Hosokawa's heart deepened, and she found that the development of the matter exceeded her original guess: the dream seemed to be foretelling something, and the poor sleep quality recently obviously affected her normal thinking mode.

Hosokawa Sumori rubbed his swollen temples, and looked back at Tsukasa's receding figure, which was even thinner than Shibuichi Hiratani, but at the moment it was as tall and straight as a pine.

Hosokawa Sumori suddenly felt an inexplicable disappointment and distress.

The beautiful packaging bag in the boy's hand made the girl take it in a little surprise. Although the expression was the same as usual, it carried a sense of joy that ordinary people couldn't detect.

After all, this is their first holiday together.

A sea-blue bow-knot-style hairpin was held in her slender and fair hands, and a rare warm smile appeared on her plain white face.

"I think this hairpin will match your dress just fine."

"Thank you,..." She put the hairpin into the young man's hand, and let him pin it on her black hair very unskillfully.

For them, this is an indescribable happiness.

The author has something to say: The English score is the first in the grade... It's too frightening!