Only 100 days left in life

In the corridor in the middle of the night, the light quietly hit Fei Jia's body, lengthening his shadow.

Compared with the first time he saw him, Fei Jia's face was slightly ruddy now.

Because he went to buy daily necessities today, he changed into a relatively homely hoodie and slacks by the way, carrying a bag, looking loose and gentle.

It feels much more comfortable than the strange robe and hat I wore at first.

Glancing at the barbecue delivered to her door, Mariko Shiratori couldn't help but sighed.

"You just coughed up blood before, so it's not suitable for you," she asked, "Why do you think of ordering barbecue?"

"Ah, I just want to eat it all of a sudden," Fei Jia shook the bag, "and Miss Jiaru also said it's okay. Shiratori, I ordered everything, and it would be a waste if I didn't eat it."

"Do you want to eat? Come to my house to eat?" He invited, "But it's a little messy, I haven't sorted it out yet"

Shiratori Mariko glanced briefly at the seemingly empty room behind him with the door open.

"Come to my house then," she said, "I guess you don't have any drinks in there?"

"Yes," Fei Jia said quite honestly, "only cool and white."

He handed the takeaway bag in his hand to Mariko Shiratori, and he turned around and closed the door before stepping into Mariko Shiratori's room.

Mariko Shiratori cut two slices of lemon, added cold white water and divided them into two glasses, stuffed a few pieces of ice, inserted a straw in it, and put it aside as a drink.

Fei Jia opened the bag tightly wrapped in tin foil, revealing the grilled skewers smelling of pepper inside.

After setting the table and chopsticks, the two simply sat down facing each other.

Mariko Shiratori looked at the various grilled skewers in front of her, and couldn't help but get tangled up.

She took a sip of the lemonade in the glass, but still didn't know which skewer to start with first.

"Try this." Fei Jia naturally pushed the signature mutton skewers to Mariko Shiratori, "This seems to be the most famous shop in their shop."

He himself picked up a bunch of meatballs and chewed them slowly.

Mariko Shiratori, who was worrying about what to eat, took it without much hesitation, thanked her and took a bite.

Her eyes almost brightened, "It's delicious!"

The pepper and cumin sprinkled in it are combined with the original strength of the meat. After a bite, the skin is crispy and fragrant, and the inside is soft and glutinous. The juice is overflowing, and the salty fragrance blooms on the tip of the tongue.

Shiratori Mariko's mood turned from sleepy to sunny in an instant.

In this way, inspired by a skewer of barbecue, Mariko Shiratori quickly began to confront the skewers.

Flammulina velutipes and cauliflower are also sprinkled with two layers of seasoning, grilled quite tasty, with the grilled oil and salt seeping into the inside, the unique freshness and deliciousness of the vegetables are more prominent after being grilled, and the beef skewers have a unique tenacity. The skin of the meatballs is crispy, and the inside is soft and elastic...

Barbecue is undoubtedly delicious, especially if you try such a hearty barbecue after a hard work, even if you don’t eat it while grilling on site, the cold skewers will have a special taste.

The dumpling was attracted by the strong fragrance and rushed towards the table coquettishly.

But cats cannot eat food that is too heavy in oil and salt.

To be on the safe side, Mariko Shiratori ruthlessly moved it away, and opened some cat snacks for the dumpling to eat.

Shiratori Mariko and Fei Jia shared all the skewers together, and they were just barely full.

My stomach seemed to suddenly become a bottomless pit, even though I had just eaten a short time ago, I couldn't feel it anymore.

Looking at the refrigerator, Shiratori Mariko brought out another plate of watermelon.

"Suddenly found that I bought this," she said, "Let's divide this up."

"Very well," Fedya accepted the invitation.

The cold watermelon completely fills up the last bit of leftovers.

Shiratori Mariko rubbed her stomach, and began to worry about whether she would gain weight because of the comfortable life.

She is not sleepy at all now. It seems that eating something she likes is the same as exercising. She feels full and even a little bit full now.

After being paralyzed in position for a while, Shiratori Mariko got up, planning to clean up all the food debris on the table.

And at this time, Fei Jia, who was opposite him, also stood up very consciously.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Let's clean together," said Mariko Shiratori.

She took out the mop, and Fei Jia took out the rag and started to wipe the table.

The two were busy and quickly packed up the supper scene.

After it was over, Shiratori Mariko went to the window and pushed it open to ventilate the room that was full of barbecue smell.

"When are you going back?" She didn't look back, "Go to bed early. I bought so many things today, I stayed up late yesterday to make money, and I didn't sleep well, right?"

Behind her, Fei Jia was still packing up the garbage and was stunned for a moment.

"Soon," he said with a smile, "I know."

Shiratori Mariko responded.

Just as her hand touched the cool window frame, she heard Fedya behind her speak again.

"Shiratori," he asked, "I...I want to ask you a question."

Shiratori Mariko turned to look at him.

"Ask," she said lightly, "what's the question?"

"That's right." Fei Jia seemed a little confused, "What's the meaning of the countdown timer hanging there? I might still be very concerned..."

He smiled embarrassedly, "Sorry, because I always want to know more about Shiratori, it's a bit presumptuous."

The location he pointed to was the red countdown that Mariko Shiratori had painted a few weeks ago.

She didn't come back the day before, and that place was roughly crossed out, which should have been done with the help of Wujo Satoru.

Shiratori Mariko let out a soft "ah".

"Did I never tell you about my family's genetic disease?" She lowered her voice a bit, "It's about a hundred days..."

A look of consternation appeared on Fedya's face.

"How could it be, but how could it be like this..." He looked at Mariko Shiratori, "Mr. Gojo and the others can't do anything about it? Or, or Ms. Yarui, they must—"

Shiratori Mariko smiled very lightly.

Fei Jia clearly saw that she bent her lips, looked into Fei Jia's eyes, and slowly withdrew the smile.

Shiratori Mariko looked sideways out of the window.

It is late at night now, there is no sun that makes people bored during the day, and there is no noisy cicadas, only the leaves in the dark are blown by the wind and rustle.

"Thank you, Fedya," she said. "There really seems to be nothing you can do now. I'm sorry I didn't tell you at first."

Fedya nodded and paused a little.

"It's okay," he said softly, "I understand."

He seemed to realize that Shiratori Mariko needed a little space to be alone, and picked up the trash he had sorted out, "Then I'll go first, you have a good rest."

Shiratori Mariko nodded, "Okay."

She sat alone at the table, feeling a little dazedly at the cat that came to her hand, and realized that she was the only one left in the room again.

Tuanzi's tail twirled flexibly, hooking her fingers to go this way for a while, then go that way for a while.

Shiratori Mariko's heart suddenly settled down.

Occasionally, she would secretly hide in the quilt and cry because of the little life left, and the tears wet the pillow. Occasionally, she would think of her own life in the past, and think of those lost and unbearable past events.

Those broken dreams and memories are like scars, which always recur in the middle of the night, causing a burst of bloody pain.

But Shiratori Mariko knows very well that she must be strong.

Even if it breaks down, even if it is uncomfortable, go on little by little.to the end of life.

She didn't retreat.Just the thought that this is the only time she has left of her life always gives some courage to go on.

What's more, she now has a lot more than before.

Mariko Shiratori took out her phone, opened it, and wanted to take a look at the photos saved from the previous party, but found that there were a lot of messages in the group.

And at this time, Gojo Satoru came to private message her again.

[Five Articles]: Are you playing games?

Shiratori Mariko frowned.

[White Bird]: Playing games in the middle of the night?

[Five Articles]: Just say whether you will come or not, it’s very interesting~

[Five Articles]: We want to drive the highest gear, but there is only one person missing.If you don't come, I can only ask Knotweed to ask the principal, Shiratori~ Please!

Shiratori Mariko thought about it, and agreed.

[White Bird]: All right.How to play?

Then she was pulled into a group chat, Wujo Wu said that the people in this group would guide her to operate.

Shiratori Mariko opened the list of members and found that they were all people she knew.

Yuzuhito Yuzhang, Wild Rose Nagizaki, Megumi Fukuro, Junpei Yoshino, Maki Zenin, Ji Goujuji, Yuta Otoku and Panda...all of them were there.

The only ones with a gray profile picture were Jianren Qihai and a stranger with the name "Scale".

"Aren't you all asleep?" Shiratori Mariko put on the earphones, "It's so late, you still haven't slept?"

Obviously, I was so tired that I almost fell asleep at this time yesterday, but now I am so energetic. Is it because there are no classes and no tasks?

"Because Mr. Wujo said that we can play games online, we all came here!" Hirohito Katsuobu seemed very excited, "Is that right Fukui? He said he called you over, so it's five-on-five, Shiratori, let's play together!"

"Okay," Shiratori Mariko replied with a smile, "but I don't know how to play, maybe I have to wait."

She received a message from Yi Gu Youtai and clicked into the small group for individual tutoring.

"No problem, you will follow me and Maki-san later, Shiratori. Ah, I'm getting angry when I talk about this, that idiot knocked on the door in the middle of the night," Nagasaki Yarosui complained, "Although the game is very fun, yes , but I will definitely beat him up tomorrow!"

She changed the subject, "But the victory will definitely belong to us! You just wait to admit defeat, Knotweed!"

"Huh?" The knotweed who was suddenly called was stunned, "Why me? I'm on your team, Nagasaki?"

"That's Fuhei! It's the same anyway! Is there any difference? There will be adjustments at that time, and it's impossible to be on the same team forever!"

Shiratori Mariko is still following Otoko Yuta's trial game little by little.

Yigu Youtai taught very seriously, and the game operation itself is not difficult, basically you can get started in a short time.

The game started quickly.

Mariko Shiratori was only going to try it out, but the game is so much fun.

Not only were the people listening to the gossip before the game very happy, but it was also very interesting to manipulate the game characters to fight while chatting in the channel...

Mariko Shiratori succeeded in becoming addicted.

How can there be such a thing as a game in the world, it is so charming, it is almost fascinating, and it makes people play one game after another.

No one took her to play before, and she didn't even know it.And now after experiencing this kind of happiness, I can't stop at all.

Shiratori Mariko played until four o'clock in the morning the next day, and by this time, the others were already sleepy.

The team went from ten to six, and finally to two.

Gojo Satoru slipped away on the way, leaving only Maki holding her head up to play with Shiratori Mariko.

"Shiratori, let's do it next time, let's continue next time," she couldn't help persuading, who yawned three times in a row, "Come here first today, you...you go to bed early..."

"The last game!"

Shiratori Mariko held the phone, her eyes were full of excitement, and she didn't mean to be tired at all, "One more...one more game! I can win!"