Only 100 days left in life

The afternoon sun slanted into the room, casting a warm light.

Holding a bag of strawberries in his hand, Fu Heihui simply knocked on the door and walked in.

He sent Shiratori Mariko a message that he would come over in the morning, so he didn't call her again.

So when he entered the familiar house, he found that the owner of this house was asleep.

Probably because she was too tired, Shiratori Mariko was lying on the table, falling asleep alone.

Her brown hair draped over her shoulders, gently shaking with the warm wind, her gentle brown eyes were closed, and her exhausted look had subsided a little in recent days, her expression was relaxed and her lips were slightly curved, as if It was a good dream.

The leaves of the green plants by the window are brightly illuminated, and the clear green has a touch of gold.

And the orange cat named Tuanzi also curled up on the table, dozing off slowly, squinting his eyes, sleeping soundly under the sunlight.

Fu Heihui looked around, and found that the sofa that was usually occupied by another lazy person—his idle and messy biological father was empty now.

The TV was also off.

After simply calculating the date, Fu Heihui realized that today is Friday again.

Fu Heisher probably went to bet on the horses.

Stepping up to the side of Mariko Shiratori, Fuguro Hui subconsciously lightened her steps.

She seemed to have lost some weight again, and had grown paler.

His eyes slid down the white earphones hanging on her, and found that she was lying on a book with some comments on it.

——Is it because you are tired from reading?Or is it because of illness?The previous symptoms did not seem to be so severe, and now I fall into a deep sleep even during the day?

Fu Heihui hesitated for a moment, but still didn't wake her up.

He bypassed where Shiratori Mariko was sitting, walked into the kitchen very familiarly, took out a plate from the cupboard, and cleaned the strawberries he brought one by one.Cool water flowed from the faucet, passed through his palm, and converged towards the sewer.

"It's a strawberry, it looks great," Mariko Shiratori's voice sounded after a while, looking over his shoulder into the pool, "Speaking of which, why did you suddenly think of bringing this for me?"

"Souvenir," Fu Heihui said simply.

"Oh, that's it," Shiratori Mariko yawned, "Thank you, Kei-kun."

She seemed to have just woken up, and there was still a bit of drowsiness in her words, "Ah - so sleepy. When did Hui Jun come?"

Shiratori Mariko who just woke up looked extremely gentle, with a slight smile on her brows.

She is wearing a light beige knitted cardigan that she doesn't often wear, and a knee-length black skirt underneath. The white shirt inside the cardigan has a slightly wrinkled neckline, which seems to be because of sleeping, and she hasn't had time to caress it. flat.

Fu Heihui staggered his gaze, and after putting the last strawberry on the plate, he brought the plate to the desk, "It didn't take long."

He paused, and looked at Mariko Shiratori who had turned on the tap again and seemed to be about to wash her face, "Will you stop sleeping?"

"No, I can't sleep," Shiratori Mariko reached out and splashed the slowly flowing water on her face, and said as usual, "It's been like this recently, and I can't fall asleep after waking up."

There was still a little smile in her tone, "Oh, Hui Jun should have woken me up just now——I'm here to wash the strawberries."

Fu Heihui was silent for a while.

He picked up a strawberry casually and handed it to Shiratori Mariko's mouth, trying to change the subject, "Do you want to eat it?"

Shiratori Mariko turned around, and blinked at Fukuro Hui with her wet and water-stained face.

She reached out and took the plump strawberry, "Then I won't be polite."

The fingertips touched each other accidentally, Fu Heihui paused for a moment.

Hearing Shiratori Mariko's words, he subconsciously replied, "No, nothing."

Swallowing the strawberries in her mouth, Shiratori Mariko smiled and said to Fukuroe, "Remember to wake me up next time, after all, I am an adult, so give me a chance to take care of minors."

She stretched out her hand and pulled a few pieces of paper from the table, wiped her face a few times, and sat down again in her seat, "Huh—I'm much more awake. Sure enough, you shouldn't listen to white noise while reading, because you will get sleepy."

Fukurohui glanced at Shiratori Mariko, and pushed the strawberry to her hand.

He himself got up, walked over to the bookshelf on the other side, and randomly picked up a book that he hadn't finished reading before.

Shiratori Mariko laughed, reached out and stuffed one into her mouth naturally.

The sweet and sour taste spread in her mouth again, and her mood rose a little with this taste.

When Fukurohui came back with the book, she found that Shiratori Mariko had finished eating half of the strawberries.

The remaining half is neatly placed on the other side, which looks a bit pitiful.

"I've almost eaten enough," Shiratori Mariko said with a smile, "The rest is yours, Hui-jun."

So Fu Heihui swallowed the words "I ate before coming here".

He silently moved the plate in front of him, and ate up the remaining strawberries.

Seeing that Fukurohui seemed to be reading too, Shiratori Mariko thought for a while, and handed him one of her earphones, "Would you like to try it?"

She frowned, "White noise is still very concentrating."

Fu Heihui glanced at the white earphone in her palm, and fell silent for a while.

"Sleep focused?" he asked.

Shiratori Mariko couldn't help laughing, and teased following his words, "Yes, sleep with concentration. Do you want to try how long you can last, Huijun?"

She handed the earphone to Fu Heihui again.

Fu Heihui still took it and stuffed it in his ear.

His hair is like pitch-black crow feathers, but compared to the smooth feathers that fit close to the ears, it is more rebelliously curled up. The white earphones are set off like this, almost shining a little dazzlingly.

Seeing Shiratori Mariko looking at her all the time, Fuguro Hui turned his head unnaturally, "What's wrong?"

Shiratori Mariko blinked, "Nothing."

She took a sip of the cold tea, lowered her head again, and concentrated on reading the book.

The sound of rain in the earphones was dripping on the ground, and the sound of water was continuous, as if it was flowing on a certain bluestone slab, spreading along the moss-covered path to the distance.

The sound of the rain was majestic, and sometimes there was a muffled thunder flashing past, a little far away.

The afternoon sun was just right, and the time of doing nothing seemed extraordinarily long.

When Shiratori Mariko suddenly looked up from the book, she realized that it was almost four o'clock.

After taking off the earphones and checking the time for a while, Mariko Shiratori stretched.

She capped the pen, closed the book again, and stood up.

Kei Fukuro, who was opposite her, also raised his head from the book, looking at Mariko Shiratori with some doubts.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing," Shiratori Mariko said, "I want to buy some fruit."

She laughed, "I saw oranges in a book just now, and realized that it's already the season to eat oranges. I want to buy some."

After a pause, she asked, "Does Hui Jun want to be together? Or do you want to continue reading?"

Fu Heihui closed the book, "Let's go together."

When I was at home, I didn't feel that deeply, but when I really walked to the fruit shop and found that half of the country was occupied by citrus fruits, Shiratori Mariko was still in a daze.

"It's already autumn," she said, "how time flies."

In this small fruit shop, the place where the expensive watermelon was originally placed in Shiratori Mariko's memory has been replaced by fragrant citrus.The out-of-season fruits were undoubtedly replaced, and the cherries, peaches, and grapes that were originally stacked and highly praised in summer were all shrunk into the side of the refrigerator.

All these juicy fruits are pitifully left with only a little bit, and the seasonal fruits such as pears and persimmons occupy their place.

Without hesitating for a long time, Shiratori Mariko began to choose.

In the end, carrying two bags of fruit, she paid the money and looked at Fu Heihui, who was patiently waiting for her, with a bit of heartache and satisfaction, "I'm done. Let's go?"

Fu Heihui nodded.

Seeing that Shiratori Mariko was carrying two bags and looking quite difficult, he naturally took the heavier bag, took her other hand, and led her out.

The sun-dried leaves fell to the ground in thick piles.

The two of them crossed the path and went around to the back position, and the stepped leaves made a crisp clicking sound, as crisp as someone eating potato chips.

Shiratori Mariko who was being led back turned her head to look at Fukuroe.

"Hui Jun, do you feel that this voice sounds like potato chips?" She paused, "By the way, shall I treat you to dinner, Hui Jun?"

Fu Heihui froze for a moment, "Today? Now?"

He didn't realize how the topic jumped from "potato chips" to "meal".

"I'm a little hungry," Shiratori Mariko nodded, and said frankly, "it just so happens to be dinner time. Let's go eat? My treat."

Fu Heihui: "Do you still have enough money?"

Shiratori Mariko was taken aback by this question.

"Should be enough?" She said hesitantly, "I didn't watch it."

Fu Heihui: "I suggest you take a look."

Mariko Shiratori was a little confused, so she took out her mobile phone, intending to check the balance of her bank card.

Immediately afterwards, she was startled by a series of deduction information, "Wait, wait a minute, the fruit is not so expensive, is it?"

And it was cash!Why is the payment of the bank card deducted!

Fu Heihui looked at Mariko Shiratori who was a little dazed, and sighed, "Who else knows your account password?"

Shiratori Mariko froze for a moment, and immediately locked on the suspect.

"Fuheshier. He sometimes goes shopping for vegetables, so I told him the password," she said through gritted teeth, "I just said, he left very quickly today! So that's how it is!"

Shiratori Mariko looked at the balance, her heart was bleeding.

No wonder Fu Heisher didn't drag her to bet on the horse when he left today - this guy took her money! !

Thinking of Fu Heisher's bad luck, she felt that she would never get her money back.

Maybe you have to pay to get this guy back.

Thinking of this, Shiratori Mariko felt even more painful.

Looking at Fu Heihui in front of her, she said with difficulty, "Let's go back to eat, I'll go shopping later. What do you want to eat?"

Fu Heihui was silent for a while.

"Let me treat you," he said, "the ingredients in the dormitory are ready-made, so you don't need to buy them."

Shiratori Mariko was shaken for a moment, but still refused, "This is not good—"

"Teacher Wutiao will not return to the college today."

"Then I'll be blunt," she answered immediately.