Lark's

, has been cleaned, but scratched a lot of places.

Taking out the needle and thread, I brought the uniform and mended him.

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Ito often said, don't deal with intelligence agents unless necessary, because they only have money in their eyes.

Hibari Kyouya didn't take it seriously at first, until he found out that she would even dare to sell him as long as the amount was considerable, he began to feel vaguely upset.

Later, Totoki Ito gave birth to a child. People said that women were stupid for giving birth for three years, and there was indeed a scientific basis.Toki Ito expressed concern about this.

Hibari Kyouya directly ordered: "You are not allowed to work again within three years." At the end, he added with rare consideration, "If you are worried, just let me take care of it."

Ito was touched and then rejected him.

20. Nine...

When Hibari Kyouya woke up, I was sitting by the hospital bed looking through the menu.

Still thinking about what food to make, I didn't pay attention at first.It wasn't until the little guy suddenly flapped his wings away from the cookbook that I raised my head to meet his gaze.He leaned against the head of the bed without saying a word, looking at me with no expression on his face, and he didn't know how long he looked at me.

"You're awake." I smiled and got up to pour him a glass of warm water.

He didn't pay much attention to me, he took the water glass to moisten his mouth, then dipped his index finger in the water, and gave it to the little guy who fell on his shoulder.I stood aside for a long time, but he didn't even look at me again.

As if angry.But it is also rare for no reason.

I had no choice but to speak first: "It probably didn't call its name, and it didn't listen to me very much."

He finally raised his eyelids, but he didn't look at me after all: "Yundou."

Even thought of a name, it seems that he really intends to keep this little guy. "Okay, I remember." It's not easy to hit the tip of the knife at this time, I can only bow slightly to him, and go back to prepare lunch for now, "Then, I'll go back first, make lunch and send it over. "

Fortunately, he didn't completely regard me as air, so he answered me lukewarmly as a response.

When I returned to the ward with my lunch, Yundou sang the school song again.Its chubby body stood firmly on Hibari Kyouya's lap, and spread its wings while singing, but unfortunately it still couldn't find the tune in the high-pitched part.When he watched it perform, there was a rare smile on his lips, and his complexion improved a lot.

Just saw me coming in, and still ignored me.Even when he opened the bento box and found that it was full of his favorite dishes, he didn't show any satisfaction.

What are you angry about?

I sighed, it was not easy to ask him, so I turned around and cleaned up the sundries on the bedside table.In addition to the disciplinary committee members, several student representatives from Bingzhong sent some fruits and flowers to express their gratitude to the disciplinary committee members for keeping the students safe.I was arranging the flowers and trying to put them in glass bottles filled with water, and I happened to find a special bouquet of carnations among them.

The attached card is a simple blessing, but unlike the others, this one has only one signature.

Ikeda Township.

Judging from the handwriting and tone, it should be a girl.

Admirer?

I stared at the handwriting on the card for a while, always feeling a little familiar.But it's rare to remember where I saw it.

So while I was going to fetch water from the boiling water room, I stopped by Tetsuya Kusakabe's ward to visit.After inquiring about his injuries, I glanced at the sympathy items on his bedside, and said, "Did you receive a lot of sympathy items? Mr. Gong also sent flowers alone. It seems The discipline committee has a good reputation in the merger."

"The flowers sent by the girl alone?" He hadn't put on his dentures yet, so his words were inevitably a little vague, he suddenly became nervous after a while, and hurriedly explained: "Ah, this... Miss Ito, don't get me wrong! The chairman didn't have any improper relationship with any women!" Probably flustered, Cao Bi quickly changed his words after saying this, "No, no, no... no——I mean, the chairman didn't go too far with any women. Close! He treats all junior high school students equally!"

Seems like a misunderstanding, silly boy.But judging from this kind of reaction, even if he knew something, Kusakabe would not say it.I didn't ask any more questions, and went back to Hibari Kyouya's ward to pack up the lunch box.

Fortunately, even though he was angry with me, he still had a good appetite. He finished his lunch and sat on the hospital bed to read.Yundou tilted her head and rested on his left shoulder, occasionally blinking to look at the book in his hand, she was quite quiet.I put away the lunch box and planned to wash it. I thought he would be silent until the end, but I didn't expect to hear his voice when I turned around: "Arnold."

I made an involuntary pause.Looking back at him, I happened to see him turn over a page of the book in his hand, and he raised his eyes to meet my gaze. His dark and beautiful phoenix eyes just looked at me like this, as if he was about to look into my eyes with a casual glance: "Yes' Skylark 'the meaning of?"

I froze for a moment, and then smiled: "Alaudi means 'lark' in Italian." I thought he was probably angry because of this, so I paused and told him, "The one I respect most Sir... is your ancestor, and his name is Arnold."

When he got the answer, his expression didn't change. He just yawned slightly, then lowered his eyelids to tease Yundou, and lazily hummed a one-syllable, "Is that him?"

Nodding slightly, I took the bento box and left the ward to clean it.

When I came back, I took the recipe and spread it out again. I found a pen and planned to check out the dishes to be made in the next few days.Hibari Kyouya was still flipping through the book in his hand, with a calm expression, as if he was still thinking about what happened just now.But after living with him for eight years, I can still feel how he is feeling.

No matter whoever he heard about Mr. Arnold from, it was not surprising that he was unhappy.It's like being treated like a substitute because I have the shadow of another person on my body... Needless to say, Hibari Kyouya, even if it were me, my self-esteem would not allow it.

"When I was born, my hometown, Sicily, was in a period of war." So I thought about it for a while, and then I spoke slowly, recalling the more distant past, "In that year, the two Sicilian dynasties were overthrown, and Sicily was almost destroyed. Together with other children who lost their parents, I was placed at the door of Satysima Church." I ticked off the seaweed pork rib soup on the recipe, and I flipped through the next page, feeling him raise his eyes slightly, Move your eyes over, "But we didn't grow up together. For a long time after that, Sicily was very poor. Every spring, many people died of the plague. They were sent to the church orphanage with me Almost all of those children died before they grew up."

It was a very different time, after all.Like most people, I have no ability to change my destiny.

"I was lucky enough to catch the plague every year, but I always recovered on my own. So in the end, I became one of the few oldest children in the orphanage, and often helped the director look after those younger than me. Children.” I saw the recipe of coconut pork ribs soup again, I thought about it, and ticked the name of the dish, then turned to the previous page and removed the seaweed ribs soup, “But this is also a sad thing. Because they Most of them can’t survive the spring. We usually don’t spend more than a year together.”

Just in time to catch a glimpse of the beautifully colored pickled radishes in the footer, I looked up and asked him, "Do you like pickled radishes? They might be a little sour."

He was looking at me from the corner of his eyes with his chin propped up, and he frowned just after hearing the name of the dish, and refused very simply: "No."

I couldn't help laughing, lowered my head and turned to the next page, "The whole of Sicily was very poor at that time, and the life of the clergy was also very poor. The church did not have enough funds to bury the remains of the children in the cemetery. So we had to Throw their bodies on top of the hills, and write their names on the walls of their bedrooms instead of tombstones."

Sometimes I also hold younger children and ask them to write the names of their loved ones.At first, I would cry every time I wrote, but then the lacrimal glands gradually became numb, and finally I stopped crying even when I was carrying their bodies up the mountain.I used to want to remember the face corresponding to each name, but in the end I couldn't avoid the fading of memory, and all my determination became futile.

Obviously being forgotten is the more sad thing, but at that time, I would no longer cry.

"Year after year, the four walls are covered with names. I thought I would live like this until the day Mr. Arnold appeared in the orphanage." After closing the menu, I looked up at Hibari Kyoya's The eyes, indeed, saw the original Mr. Arnold through that similar face, "I felt it when I first saw him. He was different from everyone around me. Not just like those rich people With money and status, although Mr. Arnold looks calm and introverted, he can't hide that unique temperament...I think it is the temperament of a strong person."

Later, as I felt, he was not only a strong man, but also changed my destiny.

Turning his head to look farther out of the window, the sky is vast, and it is rare to see a little bit of cloud, and the blue is very pure.In a trance, I remembered the morning when Mr. Arnold took me out of the orphanage, I kissed every sleeping child quietly, and stroked the baby with names written all over it for the last time.