When the blind date is 5t5

Jiarui Glass folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked me up and down sharply.

In a daze, I felt my scalp go numb, and I couldn't help but have the illusion that I was about to be dissected by her. My right hand subconsciously grabbed the short, thick, soft down on the alpaca's neck.

In the next second, it heard a few rather sad "moo" sounds.

The alpaca turned its head, its black jewel-like eyes were wet, as if complaining that I hurt it.

Seeing this, I quickly let go of my hand, stretched out my hand and rubbed the place where I was about to bald, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

Facing this sentence of apology, it just rubbed the tip of its nose against the back of my hand, and murmured softly, "Moo."

It seems to tell me that it's okay, it doesn't hurt at all.

I breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and turned my gaze to the woman whose eyes were half closed in front of me.

She seemed to have not slept well for a long time, her eyes were black and her expression was full of sleepiness.

"Let's talk about it, what's uncomfortable." Jia Ruozi waited for a while, before waiting for my answer, she asked impatiently.

I opened my mouth, hesitated for a moment, and chose to continue to use the reason of menstrual period to deal with her.

After all, you can't really bring the discomfort there to the surface.

Especially when the students were still present, it was probably the scene of a social death.

Thinking of this, I repeated it again: "That guy Wu made a big fuss. It's just the discomfort caused by the menstrual period. After a short rest, it will be fine. It's not a big problem."

Jia Ruozi looked at me hesitantly.

In this regard, I nodded heavily, trying to prove that what I said was true in this way.

It's really the menstrual period, not anything else.

However, the development of things is always like a wild horse that has run free. The more I try to cover it up, the more it gallops towards the direction I am afraid of, and it is out of control.

A strange male voice suddenly sounded beside her ears, "It really is a bunch of idiots, they really believe in her so-called menstrual period."

The tone is lazy, but inexplicably gives people a sense of superiority and arrogance.

I looked towards the place where the sound came out in astonishment, and saw a small mouth growing out of the side face of Polygonum cuspidatum.

Anxiety gradually rose in my heart, and I asked in a low voice, "Kumizhang, what is this?"

Immediately afterwards, I saw the mouth open and close, revealing sharp teeth.

He laughed mockingly and said: "However, each of them is still a brat who has never even touched a woman. It's no wonder you can't find the aura of first-time love in her body. Tsk tsk tsk, it's really pitiful." .”

As soon as I said this, I keenly felt that there were four eyes looking over silently.

Silence is a suffocating silence.

The fig leaf on his body was suddenly lifted off, it was like being stripped naked and thrown into the crowd naked, and the embarrassment and embarrassment suddenly disappeared in his heart.

I gritted my teeth, wishing I could find a crack in the ground and get in.

The knotweed stick was like slapping a bug, and it slapped directly on his face without even the slightest hesitation.

"Shut up, Su Nuo." He said coldly.

In this regard, Su Nuo just smiled lightly, and then floated on the back of the knotweed's hand.

He looked at me, with a bit of malice in his scarlet eyes, "Isn't it?"

I choked, and suddenly didn't know what words to refute him, and my cheeks gradually turned red under the eyes of everyone.

Everything speaks for itself.

Knotweed was the first to react. He turned his head to look at his companion behind him, and asked stupidly, "Then should we go buy some red beans to make red bean rice?"

"Yeah," Nagasaki responded excitedly, "It's time to celebrate with a bowl of hot red bean rice."

Hearing this, Knotweed picked up the notebook with a green case, bit the pen with a confused face, and asked, "Apart from red bean rice, do you need to prepare anything else?"

Fu Hei thought for a moment, then said solemnly: "Children's clothes."

The topic suddenly turned in a wrong direction.

Knotweed's eyes lit up, and he quickly wrote down this point: "Yes, what if there is a baby."

Nagasaki reminded: "There are also baby toys."

They talked more and more excitedly, and the content of the conversation even developed to who the baby would look like and the name of the second child.

Obviously there is no shadow of the first child!

I watched this scene speechlessly, stretched out my hand, and directly punched Knotweed, Nagasaki, and Fuhei on the heads.

"There is no baby," I indifferently pierced their conceived dream, "Even if there is one, it should look like me."

As soon as the words fell, Jiajin Nitzi couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Will you be free to go to my office later?" She asked, then straightened her waist, and the sleepiness in her body suddenly dissipated.

"Now you can."

It just so happens that I no longer want to stay in this place where I feel ashamed.

——*——*——

His office is right next to the medical room.

The white walls are paired with cold lights, and the smell of disinfectant floats in the air, inexplicably reminiscent of the morgue on the first floor of the hospital.

The same pale, the same lifeless.

Because I came to this office for the first time, I was so cautious that I sat on the sofa upright like a primary school student, and the housekeeper came over with two cups of hot water.

"Actually, I've wanted to meet you for a long time." She handed me a glass casually, and sat down across from her.

I was a little puzzled, "Huh?"

Jia Ruozi stared at me, his eyes seemed to pass through time, and fell on a certain distant past, with a hint of sadness in his nostalgia.

"That guy and I have been curious about you for a long time," she said.

The sound seemed to be separated by a layer of water mist, so blurred that only sporadic keywords could be caught by the ears, and then filled in by the brain.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but wonder in my mind: "Who is that guy?"

Jia Ruozi was silent, she took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, and asked softly, "Is the smell of smoke acceptable?"

I shrugged indifferently, "You can do whatever you want."

After getting my answer, she pulled out one, bit the butt skillfully, and pressed the lighter.

The yellowish flame gradually approached the slender women's cigarette, and scarlet sparks danced quietly on the cigarette paper.

After a while, a hazy white mist spread silently between me and my family.

She lowered her eyes, her lips without lipstick moved, and a rather familiar name fell into my ears, "Xia Youjie."

I flipped through my memory, and finally dug up this name from the conversation I had with Gojo Satoru a long time ago.

He and Gojo Satoru seem to have a good relationship, and they are friends who will make appointments to eat curry rice together.

However, I should have never had contact with him.

So how did he know of my existence?And still curious about me for a long time?

So, I looked at her blankly, and subconsciously spoke out the questions that had just emerged.

Jia Ruozi slowly blew out a smoke ring, looking quite depressed.

She fell into the memory: "In the first grade, Wujo rejected many girls' confessions on the grounds that he already had a fiancée. Since then, we have become very interested in the fiancée he said..."

Hearing this, I couldn't help raising my eyebrows, pointed at myself, and asked in disbelief, "Fiancee? Me? Is it a lie?"

"Isn't your name Kamo Asuka?" Her tone became a little cold when her memory was suddenly interrupted.

I was stunned for no reason, and turned to touch the tip of my nose resentfully, "You continue."

Jia Ruozi paused, as if she suddenly didn't know where to start to talk about what happened in the past, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, but there was no smile in her eyes, as if she would be soaked in water in the next second.

She took a deep breath of the cigarette, then crushed it into the transparent glass ashtray, and said hoarsely, "Forget it, it's been so long. By the way, do you still like those high heels?"

"What high heels?" Ever since I stepped into this office and talked to her, I have been in a state of confusion.

Jia Ruozi raised his eyebrows, "Of course it's Wutiao's coming-of-age gift for you."

"I remember when he saw a coming-of-age gift sent by someone on Twitter, he was greatly stimulated. This matter has been whispered in our ears for a long time, saying that if others have it, Xiao Feiniao must also have it. Then please me Helped pick out a pair of high heels as a gift to celebrate your coming of age."

It's also because the confusion I'm showing at this moment is too obvious, Jia Ruzi pursed his lips, and asked with a raised voice: "Didn't you receive it?"

I nodded in embarrassment, "Well, I never received this gift."

The family entered the glass and held his forehead, "Isn't it that the idiot Wutiao didn't send it out in the end?"