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"Hey……"

After returning from the convenience store, Donghua lay on the table and sighed, with a melancholy expression on her face.

"Why are you sighing? It would be nice to have a new part-time job that doesn't require you to show up, like a translator or something."

Kitami was still sitting on the sofa at Donghua's house looking through JUMP as usual.

"Of course I know, but it's not because of that that I sighed." Arms folded together, chin pressed on the arms, Donghua said with a depressed face.

Of course she knew that she had to resign in such a situation. Although she felt a little bit sad and worried about the future, she didn't worry too much.

What made her sigh was of course the other things she found on the way back.

"What's that?" Kitami raised his eyebrows and looked over curiously.

"that……"

Telling Kitami what happened on the way back, Donghua frowned, puffed up her cheeks and stared round her eyes.

"He actually said in the street, 'I'll teach her how to draw a fat smudge'...Damn it!"

Bei Jian couldn't help laughing at Dong Hua's angry look, then looked at her meaningfully and blinked, "Are you...jealous?"

"Huh—? How is it possible!"

As if she had been hit by Kitami's words, Donghua's eyes widened again, and she hurriedly clarified, but anyone could see her unnaturalness.

"What to pretend, don't think I don't know." Kitami shook his head and sighed, "I told you to confess, you don't blame anyone."

"I, I, I, I'm not ready!" Her cheeks were gradually stained pink, and Donghua turned her head to the side to open a new script on the table.

"Well, whatever you want. Just don't regret it when the time comes, just practice."

"……I know!"

After calming down my mood, my eyes moved to the fine words on the script, and the pink color on my cheeks gradually faded away.

Indifferent voice.

"Matsuda-san, if you don't let go, I will sue you for sexual harassment."

"It's nothing."

"……Um."

A low voice spread in the air.

Then, "Ding Dong——"

The crisp doorbell rang.

"Hey, who is it at this time?"

Putting down the notebook in her hand with doubts, Donghua walked slowly to the entrance and opened the door.

"sister--"

Immediately after his neck tightened, the boy hugged Donghua's neck violently, rubbing hard.

"... sign?"

Hugging the other side back, Dong Hua was still in a daze, asking blankly.

"It's me~"

"Wait, shouldn't you be at home, why are you here?"

Letting go of Zheng's hand, Donghua frowned and took a step back.

"It's summer vacation, I'm here to play!"

"...Aren't you going to go to university next year..."

"it's okay."

"Then let's stop here today, I'll go back first."

Kitami packed up her things and walked out, smiling at the two siblings.

"Don't be late for tomorrow's recording."

"I see. Goodbye, Miss Risu."

"Who is that, sister?"

"Friends are also my guides, Kitami Rio."

Dong Hua packed Zheng's things and put them in the corner while explaining, "I don't have any spare room here, if I want to stay here, I can only sleep on the sofa or on the floor."

"Eh? I came all the way to see you, and you treat your brother like this!"

"I'm originally alone here... If you don't want to, just sleep on the road."

"Okay... I see. By the way, I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

Looking at the person lying lazily on the sofa, Donghua sighed again, and tugged Zheng's arm, "Go down and eat, but don't expect expensive ones, your sister and I just lost our part-time job."

"Hi~"

Donghua doesn't know what's going on recently, she can meet acquaintances every now and then when she goes out.

Why didn't she meet her when she went out before...

"Senior Nakamoto, Senior Yagami... Good evening... We meet again."

Seeing these two people having dinner together again, Donghua no longer knows what expression to use to express her complicated inner feelings.

Although the two sitting across from her are her idols, and she also likes them very much, but...has the mystery of idols disappeared after seeing them too often...?

"We just finished recording the broadcast so we got up for dinner, who is this?"

Inviting Donghua and Zheng to sit down, Nakamoto smiled and looked at Zheng who had never seen him before.

"My younger brother, Donghua Zheng." Donghua pointed to Zheng and introduced to the two seniors, and when he was about to introduce the seniors, Zheng suddenly called softly.

Pointing at Nakamoto and Yagami sitting across from him with trembling fingers, "Aren't you the ones my sister is going crazy with?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Because Donghua was very obsessed with the voices of Nakamoto and Yagami when she was at home, she often rolled around on the bed listening to the voices.

It's not that this kind of thing has not been discovered by Zheng, who is a younger brother, but Donghua never thought that Zheng still remembered what happened for so long, and said it in front of her own face.

Secretly gave Zheng a hand crutch under the table, Donghua smiled at the two seniors without changing her face, "Children are ignorant, talking nonsense hahahaha..."

The laughter at the end of the sentence seemed unusually awkward.

"Ah, let's eat, let's eat!"

Nakamoto, who came back from his stupefaction, shook his head and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Ah yes!" Hearing what Nakamoto said, Yagami also put on a silly smile, grabbed the chopsticks on the table, "Let's eat!"

"..."

Donghua suddenly felt that she would never have the face to see the two seniors again...

There is still the same smile on the face, but the heart is already suffering beyond recognition, pinching the flesh on Zheng's arm.

Zheng also knew that what he accidentally said just now seemed a little wrong, so he didn't say much about Donghua's behavior of pinching him, he could only hold back his laughter.

Sighing silently, Donghua eased her expression, let go of the pinching hand and gently rubbed the pinched part just now, "Let's eat."

>>>

night.

Letting go of her hand holding her ear, Donghua stood up gently, and tidied up the notebooks on the table.

Then poked his head out to look at Zheng who had fallen asleep early on the living room floor.

Walking in on tiptoe, covered the opponent with the thin quilt that Zheng had kicked away.

Although it is summer now, it is still easy to catch a cold if you are not careful.

Turning on the phone, the time seems to be still early.

Suddenly recalling the picture she saw before, Donghua pursed her lips, hesitated for a while before pressing the dial button.

The beeping sound rang for a long time, but what sounded next was not the youth's voice but the mechanical system sound.

"On the phone..."

He frowned slightly, blinked, and dialed another number.

"This is Angang, may I ask?"

"Ah, Yasuoka-kun, do you know what Fukuda is doing now?"

"Boss Futian? He is discussing painting with Ms. Cangshu."

"...Thank you, goodbye."

"Hey, wait, are you?"

Close the phone, turn off the lights in the room, and lay down on the bed in a large font.

Feeling depressed, he pulled the quilt beside him and covered himself, only half of his head was exposed.

The room was dark and nothing could be seen. "Why……"

The faint sigh gradually dissipated.

Open eyes slowly closed.

I don't know how long it took, there was a whining vibration in the quiet room, and the mobile phone shimmered, but the person lying on the bed didn't make any movement.

***

"Oh no--!"

When she woke up the next morning and saw the time on the wall clock, Donghua suddenly rolled over from the bed.

Kitami had warned her yesterday, but she still fell asleep.

Packing herself quickly, Donghua grabbed her mobile phone and bag which were put aside and rushed towards the entrance.

When I passed the living room, I happened to see Zheng woke up.

While wearing his shoes in a panic, he explained to Zheng.

"Go down and buy what you want to eat. There is a cartoonist next door. It's best not to disturb them. By the way, do you have the money?"

"Huh...ah." He yawned lazily, Zheng still looked at Dong Hua's direction in a daze, his voice seemed weak, "I don't have enough money on me."

"Really... let's talk about it earlier." Frowning, he took out the wallet from the bag, took out two and put them on the shoe cabinet, and then hurriedly opened the door, "I put it here and take it myself! You don't have to wait for me when I come back at noon time to eat!"

"Well..." Zheng yawned again, looking at the door that was slammed shut, "Go well..."