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When Fuji Zhousuke came in with the tray, Zhisha was curled up on the bed with a pillow in his arms, looking very suffering.Put the tray on the bedside table, pick up the empty cup and the cup filled with brown sugar water, and pour the brown sugar water back and forth between the two cups several times before handing the cup to the suffering girl on the bed: "The temperature is about the same It's time to drink."

Zhisha slowly opened her eyes, sat up, took the cup, and looked at the boy beside the bed: "Thank you." I troubled him again, and it was because of this kind of thing... But the speechlessness of the previous troubles seems to be Nor is it smaller than this.

The taste of brown sugar water is not that good, at least Zhiya doesn't like it, she thinks the cloudy liquid is similar to Banlangen, so she drank it almost in one gulp, almost choking herself.

"The cup noodles are almost ready to eat." Fujisuke who was sitting at the low table beside the bed said, pointing to the bowl of cup noodles on the bedside table.

Zhisha found that there was also a bowl of cup noodles on the low table. Spicy, did he make it himself?Get off the bed, take the cup noodles and walk to the low table to sit down, no matter what, it's at someone else's house, it's not very good to eat in bed.

"feel better now?"

After being asked this question, Zhisha realized that the pain was not as painful as before, at least not so painful that she lost the strength to speak.

"It's better." Zhisha said and looked at the bowl of spicy cup noodles in front of the boy, "Zhou Zhujun is also hungry?"

"Well, I want to eat it all of a sudden." As he said, he lifted the paper cover, and white mist rose up, accompanied by a strong fragrance.

Smelling the aroma, Zhisha felt even hungrier. She also opened her paper cover and couldn’t wait to take a bite. The chewy noodles paired with the delicious soup was amazing. The cup noodles are really the best choice for supper .Because of the interest in eating, Zhisha also turned on the TV, and watched the horror night theater with Fuji Zhousuke while eating noodles. Although the stomach still hurts, it is within her tolerance.

The cup noodles were finished within a few mouthfuls, and Fuji Zhouzhu looked at the two finished bowls of cup noodles on the table: "I should go back too." Picking up the two bowls of cup noodles on the table, "Student Zhisha, you should go to bed too. "

"Huh? Okay..." Zhisha looked at the young man who was going out, and then at the horror skit that was still in progress, "Well, but... can we finish this together?" She really wanted to see the ending , but I was a little scared in the middle of the night.I have been a ghost for more than ten years, but I dare not look at these things alone. It is a very ashamed thing to say.

The boy with his back turned to him stopped, turned around to look at the expectant girl sitting on the carpet, and then glanced at the heroine running wildly in the dark corridor on the TV. Horror skits are not very interesting, but it doesn't matter to watch them occasionally, and he is not sleepy now.

"Okay, but I have to wait until I throw away the cup noodles."

"Ah, yes, yes." Zhisha said as she got up and picked up the dry rag on the TV cabinet, "Then I'll wipe the table." Then she walked back to the low table, knelt on the carpet and wiped the table diligently.

Seeing that the girl seemed to have regained her vitality, Fuji Zhousuke also felt a little relieved. The way she looked just now could be described as painful, and he was really afraid that she would faint.

When Fuji Zhouzhu came back after throwing the cup noodles, he found that the cartoon was playing on the TV. Zhisha saw him come in and switched back to the short horror drama just now. It was scary to be alone in the room just listening to the background music.

In the air-conditioned room, the two enjoyed this collection of horror short films together. The short and powerful stories followed one after another, which made Zhisha want to watch it again, and Fuji Zhousuke also gradually saw some interest. Unexpectedly, this The short stories are quite interesting.

"Zhou Zhujun...Are you sleepy?" Zhisha suddenly looked at the young man beside him with some regret. He just wanted to accompany him to finish the story, but after reading so much...

"Not sleepy, I fell asleep before." Turning to look at the girl again, seeing that the girl was looking at him with some apology, so she said gently: "I like to watch this too."

He is always so gentle, he is kind to everyone, he never seems to have the heart to hurt others, even for her, Mochizuki Weaving Yarn, who has been so bad, he is always so considerate...

"Zhou Zhu?" The door that was originally ajar was suddenly gently pushed open, and Fuji Shuko looked at the boy and girl in the room in surprise, "It's so late, what are you doing in the weaving room?" A dash of blame.

"Ah? Auntie, no." Zhisha stood up, "I called him to watch the horror movie with me." He pointed to the TV, but at this moment, the hero and heroine appeared on the TV screen. The picture of water...

Isn't this a horror movie? ?Are you trying to get on with me on purpose?Zhisha looked at Fuji Shuzi with a suspicious expression at the door, feeling embarrassed, and twisted her nightgown with her hands: "This is really a horror movie..."

At this time, Fujisuke, who had been sitting on the carpet, got up and looked at Fuji Shuko: "I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. She happened to be watching TV, so I came over to watch it together." After a pause, "But think about it now , this doesn't seem very good, sorry."

After hearing this, Fuer Shuzi's face softened a bit: "It's almost two o'clock, you should go to bed soon after you see it." Then she glanced at Zhisha wearing a nightgown with suspenders, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "The air conditioner is very cold. Big, knitting yarn or kit t-shirts on the outside."

"Oh, it's okay, I'm not afraid..." In the middle of speaking, Zhisha suddenly realized the real intention of her aunt's words, so she hurriedly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll add it right away, thank you for your concern, auntie." She said and ran to the backpack , pulled out a large white T-shirt from the inside, and put it on the suspender nightdress, which looked quite good.

"Yeah." Fuji Shuko looked at the two of them back and forth again, "I'm going back to my room first, you guys should take a look and rest earlier."

"understood."

"Yes, Auntie."

As soon as Fuji Shuko left, Zhisha actually felt a lot more relaxed, and then looked at Fuji Zhousuke, he didn't seem to be affected by anything, his expression was still very natural, he seemed to realize that Zhisha was looking at her, and also looked at Zhisha :"What's wrong?"

"Well, Auntie seemed a little upset just now." Zhisha lowered her head and stared at her tangle of hands, "I'm sorry, I asked you to watch TV with me." That's right, in the middle of the night, the two were still in puberty It's really not normal for teenagers and girls in the same room to sit together and watch TV in so few clothes.Auntie must think she is that, and she seems to blame Zhou Zhujun a little...

"It's okay, she's just afraid that I'm here at this time is not good for Zhisha." Fuji Zhouzhu said while staring at the embarrassed girl in front of him, and suddenly smiled again, "Don't worry about it, it's okay."

What he said is also true. Fuji Shuko taught him not to bully girls when he was very young, told him to keep a proper distance from girls when he was in elementary school, and reminded him that even if he is a girlfriend, It is also necessary to have reservations, not to let girls suffer.All in all, Fu Er Shuzi's thinking is relatively conservative, and she naturally hopes that her children can be clean and self-sufficient. It is unacceptable to see her sensible eldest son appearing in the girl's room in the middle of the night just now, but after listening to the elder son's words The explanation also felt that he was making a small matter into a big deal, so he didn't say anything more, and only asked Zhisha to add a piece of clothing outside.

Next, Zhisha was shrouded in self-blame. After reading the collection of horror short stories, Buer Zhouzhu said hello and went back to the room. Zhisha also lay back on the bed. She was still thinking about whether she should say something to her aunt tomorrow. In the end, he was overwhelmed by the deep sleepiness and fell asleep all of a sudden.

The next day when Zhi Ya opened his eyes, it was already bright. The sun shone through the glass window and felt a little hot on his body. The air conditioner had been turned off, and the electric fan beside the bed was spinning hard at high speed, maybe it had been on all night. Because of the air conditioner, the room didn't feel too hot.

Grabbing the mobile phone on the bedside table, it was past ten o'clock, my God, it's so late!Zhisha hurriedly got up and folded the air-conditioning quilt, and changed into a casual T-shirt and denim shorts. Anyway, she didn't plan to go out to play, so she just wanted to wear something simple and comfortable.

As soon as he opened the door, he ran into Yuta who was sweating profusely and was carrying a tennis bag. When Yuta saw her, he smiled very friendlyly and said, "Miss Zhisha, are you awake?"

"Yeah." Zhisha pointed to the tennis bag behind him, "Back from playing tennis?"

"Yes, I went to call with the eldest brother." He pointed to the downstairs, "The eldest brother will come up soon, I'll go take a shower first."

"Well, let's go." After Zhisha finished speaking, she felt something was wrong, why did you tell me that your elder brother will come up soon.

Because Yuta went to the bathroom on the second floor, Zhisha had to go downstairs to wash with her own toiletries. Although it was strange that she didn't see Fujisuke after going downstairs, she didn't think much about it and went downstairs bathroom, open the door...

"..."

"..."

Zhisha slammed the door shut: "Yes, I'm sorry!!!" Then she stood at the door dully with a blushing face, "I didn't know you were inside."

After a few seconds of silence, a very indifferent "It's okay" came from inside.

After saying that it's okay, the boy put down the sweatshirt he had just taken off, looked at the closed door, and said, "If student Zhisha washes his face, you can go to the kitchen."

"Hey? Oh oh oh, I'll go right away."