Lark's

He looked into the yard, and then asked me in a low voice: "Miss Ito, I have another question to ask you..." After a pause, he cleared his throat and continued, "Do you know which high school Hibari Kyoya will go to? ?"

Although I haven't heard Fujita Yu personally admit it in these years, I still can't fail to see that he is very afraid of Hibari Kyouya.

"He doesn't plan to go to high school yet." I wanted to tease him, but seeing that he is today's birthday, I still smiled and told the truth, "I will probably stay in Bingzhong like Mr. Cao Bi, and slowly study high school by myself." course."

He was obviously a little surprised: "Ju, don't you plan to graduate from high school..." In the end, his shoulders loosened again, as if he was relieved, he turned his head and muttered softly, "But that's fine..."

I smiled and didn't remind him of anything.

The house is usually quiet at night, and Yundou will only fly back to have a look during the day, and if he finds me, he will ask for rice grains in the wine.Occasionally I get hungry, and I also make some glutinous rice balls and put them in the wine as a supper.Maybe it was over-purified some time ago, the alcohol is a little stronger, and it is easy to feel sleepy after eating it at night.

At first I didn't pay attention, I just cleaned up the house early and went to sleep. It wasn't until the next day that I drank the unpurified fermented rice and felt sleepy that I felt something was wrong.So I went to the hospital during the day and had a comprehensive examination, but there was nothing wrong with my body.

Instead, when I returned to the Skylark House to clean, I found a golden hair in the corner of the corridor.

Judging from the length, the owner of the hair should not be the leader of the Gabrielone family.In today's Japan, there are indeed only a handful of people who can sneak into a house without me noticing.Among them are naturally women without blond hair.I then checked the fermented rice stored in the refrigerator again, and it turned out that there was no drug reaction, it was just mixed with some wine.

Recalling vaguely the blonde girl I met at the temple fair on New Year's Eve that year, a guess gradually emerged in my mind, but it was far-fetched.

But thinking about it this way, after all, I can no longer be as calm as before.

So in the afternoon, I took out the wine and sat in the corridor to drink slowly bowl by bowl.I still remember that when I came to Mr. Arnold's house as a housekeeper, Miss Aurora was almost one year old.I did not watch her birth, but I had a more special affection for her.After all, before that, the children I came into contact with usually did not live a year.Miss Aurora was the first child I watched grow up.

Except for those lake-blue eyes, she looked more like Mrs. Sheila than Mr. Arnold.Miss Aurora often smiles, and there is always a cunning hidden in her eyes. Like Mr. Arnold, she likes to be alone, but she never stings her tenderness to those who care about her.

The only thing that worries me about her is that she is too dedicated to the Pengo Li family.

Unlike Mr. Arnold who will not obey anyone, Miss Aurora has witnessed the war of her father's generation, and at the same time has more contact with Mr. Vengley than Miss Supirena and Mr. Oldfield, so in a way, are also deeply influenced by their thinking.Her whole life was just to fulfill the ideal that King Pengelie had to give up, and to protect the will of the founder of the family.

I often think of what Mr. Gatling said to me at Miss Aurora's funeral.Sometimes I really have to admit that no matter how sorry others are, she has only come to the end of the path she chose.

This kind of self-willed temperament is very similar to Mr. Arnold.So he dropped everything and left so suddenly, without hesitation.

I drank the wine, and my thoughts gradually drifted away. I was unconsciously dragged out of the wine, and fell asleep leaning on the long pillar.When I woke up again, I vaguely heard footsteps, and I had some unrealistic expectations in my heart, so I didn't open my eyes.It wasn't until Hibari Kyouya's voice sounded that the vague hope finally disappeared.

"Blocking the way, you." His tone with a sleepy nasal voice did not hide his dissatisfaction, and his words pierced through the chilly night air, with incredible clarity, "Don't pretend to be asleep. Or are you going to spend the whole night sleeping?" Are you hanging here by yourself?"

The loss stuck in his throat was so fleeting.I raised my head to look at him, smiled habitually, and my slightly blurred vision finally recovered: "You are back."

He was still wearing a uniform shirt and only a woolen vest over it, but his clothes were clean.It seems that Kusakabe Tetsuya still remembered my instructions to prepare backup clothes for him.Looking up at this moment, I feel that Hibari Kyouya seems to have grown a lot taller.At first, I always expected the children under my care to grow up healthily as soon as possible, but I never thought that they would be abandoned again later because of their rapid growth.

It was around the time of Miss Aurora's death that I really understood that they were leaving anyway.

Hibari Kyoumi looked at me for a long time with no expression on his face, a pair of pure black phoenix eyes reflected a tiny light somewhere, and his figure sank into the dimly lit background, which was a little different from the past: "Get up."

For a moment, I even thought he had really grown up.

"Sorry." Slowly remembering what to do, I apologized, put down the wine bowl in my hand, stood up with the support of the long column, "Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

He didn't answer, but passed by me, saying in a flat tone, "Don't wait for someone who won't come back." Sleepy, "I really feel that I can't let go, so I go find it myself."

Even the juniors can see it.

"Yeah." I nodded in response, then looked down at my hand, the blond hair that was pinched in the palm of my hand had long since disappeared, "It doesn't matter anymore. I won't wait any longer. After all, she never said she would come back .” Turning around and looking at the wind chimes hanging in the corridor, I turned my head and smiled at his back, “But Mr. Gong will definitely come back, right?”

He stopped, turned sideways and looked at me with a calm expression: "No."

Originally, I just wanted to tease him, but I didn't expect to get such an answer.

I froze in place, feeling a little helpless for a moment.

And he was still standing there, looking at it from a distance, without the slightest concession or hesitation in his eyes: "I said, if you really feel that you can't let it go, you can go find it yourself."

I stared at him, and suddenly remembered what Mr. Gatling said to me that morning a hundred years ago.

Back then, his temples were a little white, and he was no longer as vigorous as he was when he was young, but the things settled in his eyes were more reassuring.That day he was standing in front of the train carriage, suddenly turned around and looked at me, as if he was worried that it would be too late to explain, he raised his voice and called my name:

"Hey, Ollie. If you feel that you have become timid, just remember my words - no matter how long it takes, as long as you meet someone who makes you willing to endure the pain and walk with him to the end, as soon as he leaves You went after him before, you know?"

How did I answer him at that time?

I looked at Hibari Kyouya, moved the corners of my mouth, and finally found my voice while smiling: "...I see."

23 three

Occasionally, I remembered the girl who gave flowers to Hibari Kyouya last time, so I did a little research on her.

Unexpectedly, the child's information is very complete, but he has been tampered with.Even the photos of all age groups have been carefully processed.This is not something that an ordinary international student can do. I browsed through her information briefly and was aroused for a while.

So while the attention of these young people was still on Pengo Lie's ring battle, I decided to go to Bingsheng Middle School to get to know this foreign student named Ikeda Township a little bit.

I didn't intend to disturb the disciplinary committee when investigating the incident in Ikeda Township, so I borrowed the uniform of a nearby private high school from a neighbor, changed it into a pair of ponytails, and picked up a pair of uniforms that young people like now. I put on my black-rimmed glasses before I went out.

She usually maintains her previous habit of wearing light makeup, and her dress and hairstyle are relatively mature, but she doesn't highlight the advantages of her ageless body.Suddenly wearing a student's short skirt is somewhat unaccustomed.Fortunately, the student uniform is not as complicated as the Komon kimono they usually wear, and they can move more freely.

I checked in and out in the reception room of Bingsheng Middle School, and I asked the disciplinary committee about the distribution of international students in the first grade, and then I set off to do social surveys starting from the first grade.It happened to be during the make-up period at the school, and many international students did not come to the school because they were not used to this kind of life, so I had the opportunity to do a side survey.

When I came to Class A of the second grade, I stopped by Sawada Tsunayoshi who was about to enter the classroom, and showed him a shy smile: "Student, can I spare you a little time? I am from Dongquan High School. Third graders, since I have to complete a social survey questionnaire about foreign students, I would like to ask you to help answer a few questions."

Perhaps because he was not often approached by strange girls, he blushed for a moment, and acted a little flustered: "Eh? Uh ok, ok! Please tell me!"

I smiled at him to express my gratitude, asked a few simple questions, waited for him to stammer the answer, then thanked him, and then whispered: "Well... there is one more thing I want to ask Sawada-kun for help. The international student in your class came to the school today, right? I want to ask him to help answer a few questions, can Zetian-kun call him out for me?" I folded my hands and bent slightly, and I tried my best to let myself see Look more sincere, "Please!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi blushed again, said "no problem" in a panic, then turned to face the classroom, looking for the figure of Hayato Gokudera: "Kuruji-kun?"

Although there are several generations of blood, but take a closer look