The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

For a moment, the expression on the flame hero Andeva's face cannot be described in any known language.

In this semi-partition box that accommodates four people, since a certain young man finished speaking about his visit, there is only a breathable silence left.Oda Miyuki felt a little cold for no reason, but looking at the frail body of the young man next to him, he attributed it to an illusion.

Opposite her seat, the scorched face was covered with a daze like rain.Oda Miyuki and the other party looked at each other for a few seconds, very suspicious that the boy was thinking about whether he would like to eat soba noodles for lunch.

In fact, she was also a little hungry.

I had made an appointment with Nakura before, to eat hot pot together after shopping until twelve o'clock.As a result, when it was almost time for dinner, someone had a stomachache, Oda Miyuki went upstairs, and then became the current Ako.

Judging from the time on the phone, it is already 47:[-].

And she has only drank two sips of coffee since she left the house.I was still drinking while listening to the endless past of my parents.

There was still more than half of the cup in it, but it was completely cold.This kind of sweet cream-based condiment will taste bad when it is cold.

Anyway, she wants to eat.

The elder sitting across from her suddenly fell silent, and Oda Miyuki couldn't find a reason to speak, so he simply stayed silent.

If you can't find Nakura in a while, why don't you go eat sushi with Osamu Dazai?Oda Miyuki thought.She has no particular preference for hot pot, mainly to thank Naicang for helping her choose clothes.

Now Naicang didn't know where she went, and she didn't contact her.

It won't really fall into the pit, will it?

The girl sat there, but her thoughts had already flown out of the sky.Andeva looked at the two juniors opposite him, and after almost a lifetime of silence, he turned to his son with difficulty:

"Jiao Dong, you..."

He said two words, and then stopped.

As a [-]-year-old man in his fifth year, the flame hero Andeva is actually a very simple and rude person when it comes to emotional issues.

From what he has done, it can be seen that saying "no EQ" is a compliment to him, and he is so insane to the point of "scum".

Maybe he never thought about it, or maybe he was too lazy to think about it.

Until now, a certain middle-aged man whom his older married wife hated as a son was suddenly involved in the bloody ethical and emotional drama of his children and grandchildren.

…For a moment, the NO.2 hero, who was in his prime, suddenly felt a little old.

He wanted to say something, but felt that it was inappropriate to say anything.Especially when he looked to his side, Hong Jiaodong's expression at the moment seemed as if he didn't understand the other party's meaning at all.

Even if his son is relatively slow in this regard, it's not...so ignorant, right?

You know what it means when a woman you're dating is surrounded by someone who claims to be her boyfriend?

It was at this moment that Andeva suddenly realized that there seemed to be some problems with his past education about Hong Jiao Dong.

It’s not that no one has talked to him about the so-called education issue, especially when the children were young. His wife, relatives and friends, and even the children themselves have expressed their dislike of his “education method” in different ways.

Including the "rebellion" that Hong Jiaodong is still attacking today, he can neither understand nor really try to understand.

Just like those exhortations or crying or even swearing in the past, he has always been indifferent.

It can also be said that in the past few years, the only thing that Hong Yansi has paid most attention to is——

Watching the son I had high hopes for become a strong man, displaying that perfect personality, surpassing the No. 1 hero, and becoming the one standing at the top.

He has the most outstanding son, inheriting the next generation of perfect personality.He placed such high hopes on Hong Jiao Dong and tried his best to train him.

What's wrong with this?Why is there always someone against him?

The whole box became quieter.

"Are you hungry, Oda-san?"

Just when Oda Miyuki was already thinking about what to have for dinner, Hong Jiaodong who was sitting across from him suddenly asked.

Oda Miyuki was stunned for a few seconds, then subconsciously nodded.

Hong Jiaodong showed a relieved expression, and then looked at the man next to him: "Now that we have finished what we have to say, Oda-san seems to have something to do, can we go to eat?"

Andrew: "..."

He snapped back to his senses, realized their original topic, and then... fell into a real confusion.

A certain scumbag who hadn't really been exposed to this issue for decades, and who obviously had a wife and son but didn't seem to have one, looked at his son's indifferent expression, and then turned to the calm eyes of the girl across the way.

Inside there was only a very similar, quiet yearning for lunch.

He vaguely felt that things might be different from what he first thought.But exactly what went wrong, but I can't tell.

It is even more impossible to ask directly.In case it is really a misunderstanding, don't middle-aged men need to save face?

So after a moment of silence, Andeva was finally the first to get up.The remaining three stood up after him, Dazai Osamu glanced at Oda Miyuki, and suddenly gave her a wink.

Oda Miyuki froze for a moment, then nodded.So the young man said goodbye to the remaining two people again, and simply turned around and went out.

"He went out to wait for me first, and we made an appointment to have dinner together."

Oda Miyuki explained subconsciously, and then froze for a second.

She suddenly found that even if they hadn't really been together for more than a day.But I was able to understand what the other party meant before he even spoke.

Is this... tacit understanding?

"Anyway, what happened today... I am very grateful for you telling me about my life experience."

Oda Miyuki said to Andawa while bowing nearly ninety degrees.Then she straightened up, looked into the other person's eyes, and said very seriously: "However, I am very satisfied with my life now. Since my parents are dead, my mother's family does not know my existence. Please forgive my waywardness, Assuming that there is not one more junior in the Xianyuan family."

The tall, middle-aged man looked at the girl for a few seconds, and finally acquiesced.

In fact, from Andawa's standpoint, there is no need for Oda Miyuki to "recognize his ancestors and return to his clan".The relationship between him and Hong Leng's natal family is not harmonious. Apart from unilateral demands on him, many people secretly expressed their dissatisfaction with him because of what happened to Hong Leng.

However, as long as they are still surnamed Xianyuan and enjoy the protection of this family, these are meaningless.

And like Hong Jiaodong and Oda Miyuki, their choices about their future and what kind of people they will become in the future-in a sense, they are no longer under the control of the so-called blood relatives.

***

"What would Miss Oda want for lunch?"

The two walked side by side in the corridor of the shopping mall, and passed a roasting shop while talking.Oda Miyuki finished editing the email sent to Nakura, and then put away the phone:

"Did Mr. Dazai not have lunch?"

"Yeah." The other party nodded, "I saw Miss before, and I just wanted to invite you over there. But the flame hero suddenly appeared, and you went upstairs. It seemed that you had some private business."

Oda Miyuki reacted, remembering the very timely timing of the other party's "rescue": "Have you been waiting outside?"

"Because I want to have dinner with you." Osamu Dazai said calmly, "This time I came to Shizuoka, in itself, it was some finishing touches on my work, and it was a surprise to meet the lady. Anyway, the matter is basically settled, as long as Now that you are willing to have a meal with me, you have no regrets."

"Is it just a meal?" Oda Miyuki asked.

Dazai was stunned.

Oda Miyuki sighed, confirmed that there were no sudden acquaintances around, and reached out to hold the man next to him: "If my memory is correct, you were already my boyfriend last weekend?"

Osamu Dazai: "...Ah, yes."

"This is the first time I've been in a relationship. I don't want to lose my boyfriend for no apparent reason after a meal." Oda Miyuki said, holding the other's fingers exposed outside the bandage as he wished, and pinched He squeezed, "Are you always being deducted from your salary by your boss? You are so skinny."

"..." The other party didn't speak, and his expression was a little dazed.

Looking at the familiar expression, Oda Miyuki could guess what was going on without spending any brain cells—this person, probably because of some reasons she didn't know, fell into her own world.

Is it because of what I just said?It's obviously just ordinary content.

She thought, but after all, they knew too little about each other, so they had no clue.

The two walked past two more shops, and the next one was a well-known sushi restaurant.Oda Miyuki watched the store door getting closer, and when he reached the door, the people around him suddenly stopped.

"I remember that in Miss's news the day before yesterday, I transferred the set meal coupons of this store to draw a lottery."

Osamu Dazai had already recovered and looked up at the shop.They have added friends before, and they usually like each other in the comment area.

Oda Miyuki nodded: "But I didn't win."

Oda Miyuki's luck is not bad. When buying drinks in the supermarket, basically one time out of three, he can get "another bottle".Over the past decade or so, if I eat out and buy something, there is a high probability that I can get a tissue or a trial pack of essence.

But this is the luck of the small fight, at best it proves that she is not African.And the lottery draw when she graduated from junior high school was almost the pinnacle of her life.

In other words, this kind of luck, which is comparable to winning millions in the lottery, is enough to prove that anyone smuggled into Europe.

But it's just smuggling.

This sushi restaurant is relatively expensive among peers, and it corresponds to more abundant dishes and environment, and the online evaluation is very high.As a family with more than a dozen younger siblings, although Oda Miyuki has been envious of this restaurant several times, he has never eaten there.

At most, just like a few days ago, try to repost a lottery.

She looked at her new boyfriend, not quite sure what he meant.For some reason, Oda Miyuki actually doesn't know anything about this man except for his name.

...Or, at first, she thought about the possibility that the other party would actively disconnect after the "drawbridge effect" disappeared.

"So, Dangdangdang, there is a surprise here~"

Osamu Dazai opened his free hand and waved it in the air.By the time Oda Miyuki saw it clearly, two extra tickets appeared out of thin air between the other party's fingers:

"Perhaps in terms of eating, my luck is indeed better?"

Two dark-colored tickets, with a background color between blue and blue, the words and patterns on them can be vaguely seen.

Without a second glance, Oda Miyuki was sure that this was the sushi set coupon she had missed.

Still two.

Osamu Dazai looked at the girl's wide-open eyes, and handed over the ticket a little more: "Okay. Actually, I'm usually not very lucky, and this time I even got a ticket for the trumpet—oh, if I can get this Luckily, if I get the last 'Crab Tour Pavilion One-Year Super Discount Luxury Tasting Voucher', I won't have any regrets even if I fall to the ground and die immediately!"

After he finished speaking, he paused for a few seconds, and then fell into entanglement: "That's not right, if you use 'eat here with Ms. Oda' as an exchange... no, no, no. But the kaiseki crab dish is really delicious..."

He muttered, as if struggling with some life-and-death issue, with a very struggling expression on his face.

Oda Miyuki finally came to his senses, lowered his head and took a ticket from the opponent's hand.After looking at him for a while, he suddenly asked: "So you like to eat crabs, is there any taboo?"

Osamu Dazai blinked: "Miss Oda, will you make it for me?"

Oda Miyuki: "Yes."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Before waiting for her boyfriend's answer, the girl thought for a while again: "If you eat sushi at noon today, you will easily get acne if you eat seafood at night, and you are already thin enough.... This weekend, Saturday or Sunday, do light A little crab hotpot—Mr. Dazai, do you have time that day?"

Dazai looked at her.

The girl doesn't know what he is thinking, or the task of "figuring out what the person standing next to you is thinking at this time" may be one of the greatest problems of human beings.

The girl glanced at the phone, and was sure that she still hadn't received a new email, so she shook the hand they were holding: "Then shall we go to dinner now?"

After a few seconds, the young man finally smiled and held his hand a little tighter.

Didn't say "yes", but took the first step.

Facts have proved that this store is indeed "deserved of its reputation".At least when Oda Miyuki walked out of the store hiccupping and drinking a complimentary drink, she was determined to continue forwarding the lucky draw.

Osamu Dazai bulged on one side of his cheek, chewing on the last takoyaki he ate before leaving.While swallowing, he pressed his stomach, showing a happy and painful expression.

"Sure enough, your appetite is bigger than a bird I once raised."

Oda Miyuki looked at him, resisting the thought of poking him.

In fact, more than half of the two-person set meal in the store just now went into Oda Miyuki's stomach.And Osamu Dazai's performance lived up to expectations, perfectly interpreting the appearance of this about to become a naked mummy——

"Actually, I haven't eaten as much as today for a long time." The young man's expression was innocent, "Really."

Oda Miyuki rolled his eyes: "I believe it."

So, in order not to let her lose a boyfriend prematurely, she may have to think about how to help him return to normal three meals a day?

There is a trash can on the side of the corridor of the mall, Oda Miyuki throws the finished bottle into it.Then he naturally held someone again with one hand, and took out the phone from his pocket with the other.

During the time they were eating, Oda Sakunosuke's reply, netizen Marshmallow's news, and Nakura's apology and explanation, all sent over as if they had agreed:

[Nakura: Sorry sorry.I accidentally lost my mobile phone and I had to go to the nearest mobile phone store to buy a new one because I couldn't remember the number.It took a while to restore the information, and now I am in the coffee bar downstairs. 】

These days, you must bring your mobile phone with you when you go out. Unless you are born with a super memory, most people don't remember the contact information of their friends very much.So Oda Miyuki was not surprised, thought for a while and replied:

【Me: Have you had lunch yet? 】

[Nakura: Not yet. 】

【Nakura: My stomach hurts just now, I bought medicine and took it, and then I plan to go eat hot pot alone.Unexpectedly, the lady at the door of the store said that my face was too bad, so she wouldn't let me in anyway. 】

Oda Miyuki glanced at Osamu Dazai next to him, not understanding why the people around him were keen to die.

Me: [Are you here, auntie?Did you bring sanitary napkins? 】

Nakura: 【...No, it's just a normal stomachache.Just take the medicine and you'll be fine. 】

Me: [Oh.Then stop drinking coffee and ask for a cup of hot water.I'm upstairs, help you pack some porridge. 】

Nanakura: [I don't want to drink porridge. 】

Nagura: [If you want to eat the food cooked by Xiao Shen, you can do anything. 】

Me: [Then I'll go back and make porridge for you. 】

Nagura: […]

Nagura: 【I'll wait for you here. 】

Feeling at ease, she ate the neighbor's hot pot, but seeing her having stomach problems again, Oda Miyuki really didn't know whether to worry or complain.

Except for Nakura, the remaining two replies were all about Oda Miyuki's question about choosing clothes in the morning.Oda Sakunosuke picked out five or six sets of clothes from the distribution, one set was for adults, and the rest were bought for children.

The mail of white marshmallows is similar, but the few items he marked are all suggested to Oda Miyuki not to buy.

This is probably the case.

Oda Miyuki put away his phone and began to think about the next route.Osamu Dazai had been watching her send messages, and only then asked:

"Did something happen?"

Oda Miyuki nodded, and shook his head again: "It's a friend who went out shopping with me, and lives next door to me. She lost her mobile phone, so she lost contact for a while, and then I met Boom—it was in the coffee shop before. The classmate from the shop."

"The Flame Hero Andeva, his son can still see it." Osamu Dazai said, apparently recognizing the burly middle-aged man, "At that time, I thought I should go to rescue the siege, but I couldn't think of a more suitable excuse at the moment. I mentioned your father offensively."

He seemed to be recalling the situation at that time, and suddenly laughed: "Miss's reaction and the way of coping are much more tacit than I imagined."

It was as if he had encountered something particularly gratifying.

Oda Miyuki didn't understand his smile, but happiness can be contagious.As a result, the girl rarely felt a little self-proclaimed, and told an old story to someone she didn't know well:

"Actually, I have also practiced on-the-spot performance. Just last vacation, I participated in a small supporting role in a TV series."

"Eh?" The young man's eyes widened a little.

"It's not a big production, or maybe luck is more involved." Oda Miyuki scratched his face, "I know a friend who has just turned to work in film and television in the past two years. I was looking for a work-study place last vacation. He sent me a message and asked me that he could go for an audition."

"I was just going to see and see, and I could get an activity fee of [-] yen, but I didn't expect to be chosen."

Oda Miyuki recalled the situation at that time, it was a school drama called "BOXR"①.The leading role is a youth drama artist who has already had several works, but other than that, the main supporting roles are basically amateurs, or newcomers who have just become popular because of a script.

There are also marginal roles like Oda Miyuki who are recruited by the region and have more roles than pure "passer-by actors", but their lines are only five sentences.

"So it's not about acting or anything, it's just for money." Oda Miyuki said truthfully.

"However, Ms. Oda seemed very happy when she talked about it." Osamu Dazai said, "I should like it, for example, acting or something?"

Oda Miyuki and him stared at each other for a few seconds.

Finally nodded.

"That's all." Before the young man said anything else, the girl continued on her own, "It's impossible for me to develop further in this area, let alone ideals. Because..."

She didn't go on.

Because... what?

'The story of "Swan Lake" originally originated from folk legends.Odette and Odile, black and white, like sin among men...'

The voice that has long been buried in the depths of memory seems to be filled with thick fog that has been permeating the streets of Yokohama for many years.The girl's pupils dilated for an instant, but after a few seconds of trance, they returned to normal.

"...Anyway, I don't think about work in this area." She pressed her temples to calm down her inexplicably faster heartbeat, "Speaking of which, since Mr. Has it fully recovered?"

On the day they found each other, because of her unlucky little friend's "love brain" personality, the two quickly confessed back and forth, and then inexplicably confirmed the relationship.

Coupled with the fact that the person in front of him lost his memory and had a high fever that night, after a series of coquettish operations, the 17-year-old girl who hadn't seen it was completely confused.

I also forgot some basic questions.

They haven't seen each other in the past few days, and only chatted a few words through emails.After Oda Miyuki came back to his senses, he developed a subtle ostrich mentality.

Next, we will meet again here.

The young man named Osamu Dazai, her current boyfriend, looked much more positive and sunny than the pitiful, weak and helpless but delicious look that night.

Although he still didn't have any flesh on his body, when he smiled at her, it looked... tastier.

So during lunch, Oda Miyuki conducted a deep self-examination while secretly observing.

As a boyfriend and girlfriend, since she couldn't refuse at the time, she shouldn't avoid the problem, especially the one she provoked first.

But her performance during this period of time, continuous and indifferent, can be said to be terrible.

So the girl decided to correct her mistakes.

Since there is no plan to break up for the time being, the other party seems to have the intention of continuing the relationship.Then take theoretical knowledge as the starting point and continue to communicate seriously.

For example, get to know each other a little bit, explain your past study and work problems, and then ask about your boyfriend.

Understanding is mutual.

"The memory has been restored." Dazai Osamu affirmed her doubts, and simply explained, "Actually, I encountered some things in my previous work, and I was injured. It can be regarded as revenge. Fortunately, I met a young lady, so recently... I am thinking about it. The question of resignation."

His tone was a little hesitant, but his expression was calm.Oda Miyuki nodded, and was about to say something when a scene suddenly flashed in his mind——

When she first met to pick up clothes, she saw some subtle scars on each other's body.

In terms of the severity of the wound, it seems that a person has committed self-mutilation; or it is a special mark left on the premise that "harm" is not the purpose.

The girl fell into deep thought for a moment.

The thoughts that had stayed in her brain for a short time at that time were like boiling water bubbles at this moment, rushing up crazily.

As a person who is not very curious, Oda Miyuki struggled in his heart for a while, but still felt that this problem did not belong to the category of "the past can be ignored".

If she intends to have a serious relationship, she must figure it out.

"Mr. Dazai, those injuries on your body at that time..." she said with some hesitation, "does it have anything to do with work?"

Dazai Osamu asked instead: "Miss Oda thinks, what should I do for work?"

Oda Miyuki didn't know if the other party really didn't understand, or was trying to do Tai Chi.She struggled for a few more seconds before getting straight to the point: "I think you were probably engaged in a similar service industry...or some special job?"

Or, some special service industries.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while: "Why do you think so?"

Oda Miyuki took a deep breath: "My father's work has something to do with being a detective. I've seen some wound-type wounds. But most of the wounds on Mr. Dazai's body don't look like they were left by that kind of situation."

And this can also explain the abnormally thin health of young people, as well as their attitude of lack of desire to survive—maybe they have encountered customers with special requirements, or they can’t make ends meet, and it is difficult to maintain a normal life by working.

After all, the more profitable the industry, the more cruel the elimination and competition.

No matter which line, the top of the pyramid is a minority.And the more beautiful the career at the top of the tower, the more bottom-level people struggling to make ends meet.

Oda Miyuki has picked up people in similar situations, even more than one.This is also the reason why she will have relevant associations when she sees the other person's body.

Dazai was silent.

After a few seconds, his expression suddenly became a little strange.

"Will Miss believe me if I deny it?"

"Yes." Oda Miyuki said bluntly, "but—although it doesn't matter usually, I still don't want to be perfunctory occasionally."

For the most part, she doesn't really care if people lie.

But there are always times when she doesn't want to hear lies.

"...Sorry, I can't deny your guess." Finally Osamu Dazai said, "But I'm about to resign, this job is really not suitable for me. As you can see, I feel like I haven't slept much in years gone."

He sighed and showed a distressed expression: "The injuries like this one are all malicious revenge from my colleagues. If it weren't for Ms. Oda, I might have died."

Oda Miyuki was dumbfounded: "Is the current domestic industry competition so fierce?"

Dazai nodded.

Oda Miyuki sighed: "It turns out that what the media said is true, the more glamorous the profession on the outside, the more terrifying the private problems."

Sure enough, she should honestly find a stable job, stay away from the dangerous situations related to various news reports, and then try to make her father bring back a few less children.

Dangerous characters like Flame Hero Andvar better never have a second meeting.

The two talked and reached the fourth floor. Osamu Dazai seemed to remember something and reminded her, "Miss Oda came here today to buy clothes."

Oda Miyuki nodded.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the sign at the elevator entrance: "I remember seeing you here when I came here. Miss, is there anything you plan to buy on this floor?"

"I have some clothes for my family." Oda Miyuki said, "But Nakura, the neighbor who came with me is not feeling well, and I'm in the coffee bar downstairs at the moment. I plan to send them off first. She went back and came back later to buy clothes."

Osamu Dazai thought for a while: "Have you picked out all the clothes?"

Oda Miyuki nodded.

"If you don't mind, I can help you buy it." Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone, "Miss sent me the design, I went to get the things for you, and then went to find you.

I remember you said before that your friend has a handicap.It should take some time for you and him to confirm the location, take a taxi, and there may be other situations. "

Oda Miyuki: "Mr. Dazai, you are such a good person!"

Although in the other party's sentence just now, it seems that Nakura's gender was wrongly stated.It was just a slip of the tongue, and she didn't need to correct it.

"Although I'm very happy to be praised," the young man exaggeratedly sighed, "but I don't want to be issued a card by my girlfriend."

After reaching an agreement, the two said goodbye temporarily on the fourth floor.Oda Miyuki sent the selected clothes style to Dazai Osamu's cell phone.

Then she dug out the communication records with Naakura, confirmed the location, and walked to the stairs leading to the lower floor alone.

The coffee bar that Nakura mentioned is a relatively common liquor chain store in Japan, and it is often opened near large and small shopping malls.

Oda Miyuki bought milk tea or coffee at this store a few times when he was out with friends.In addition to beverages such as coffee, some alcoholic beverages are also sold in the store. Of course, minors like them cannot buy them.

The coffee bar next to the shopping mall is located on the edge, and the storefront is not very big.The decoration style is dark, and the wallpaper is deliberately old and in the style of the end of the last century.

Oda Miyuki has no feeling for this style, only that this kind of place makes her want to sleep.After opening the door, she glanced at it, but didn't immediately find the person she was looking for.

Because it is not a holiday, there are not many people in the store.The girl walked a few steps in, and looked at the guests sitting deeper one by one, but there was still no such thing as a wheelchair.

But... Her eyes fell on a corner of the store, at a round table with only one seat left, sitting a familiar figure from the back.

"Small turn?"

Sigang Muhang stared at the glass in front of him, only took two sips of wine in the glass, and it glowed yellowish under the lamp.His coat was half-open, his blue-white hair was dull, and he looked like he was in a daze.

However... He actually knew that that person was walking towards him.

Because just 2 minutes ago, the itching feeling that had been tormenting him suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It's like just a day ago, after he woke up from a strange room, some kind of...suddenly no need to suppress himself, no need to worry about destroying anything.

But what's the point?

"Little Snow."

It felt like the girl walked up to him and called out his former name.The young man habitually wanted to scratch his neck, but he didn't do it in the end.

He only raised his head, as if he really bumped into it by accident, and looked at Oda Miyuki who was parked diagonally across from him: "Are you here to find that... woman from yesterday?"

Oda Miyuki was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "Have you met Nakura-chan?"

"Ah." He seemed a little impatient, frowned and picked up the wine glass, but suddenly put it down again, "I saw that guy just now, he seemed to have a stomachache, and passed out there. I called the emergency call for help. "

Oda Miyuki followed the direction of his finger and found that it was two seats away, and now it was empty.

"The ambulance went away for a while, and she asked me to tell you that there is no need to wait any longer."

The seat was clean, and the tabletop was so bright it could reflect light.The drinks or plain water that its previous visitor drank had obviously been cleaned up long ago.

Oda Miyuki looked at that position and was stunned for a while.Then I felt my clothes being pulled, so I turned my head again.

The young man who was pulling her clothes withdrew his hand, and those same red eyes stared straight at her: "Do you want to go to the hospital together?"

Oda Miyuki hesitated for a while: "Why? Xiaozhuan, you and Nakura don't seem to get along well."

Although she is always told by her good friend Aiko that she is missing a muscle, there are still some things that can be seen.Just like last night in the corridor, Sigang Muhang's attitude towards Naicang was not even considered a "passerby not worthy of attention".

Although since I met him now, there are not many people who have made good friends with that guy Nakura.

"You look worried." Sigang Muhang stood up from his seat, and seemed to want to reach out, but in the end he only twitched his fingers. "You are friends, so it is necessary to go and see."

Oda Miyuki had a subtle sense of weirdness, but he couldn't find any problems.Finally she nodded and asked, "Which hospital is it?"

Sigang Muhang's eyes lit up, and he announced a place name.

It's not far from here, and in terms of the scope of first aid, it's also a good cost-effective hospital among the nearby high-quality hospitals.

"Hey, as far as this hospital is concerned, I have a friend's colleague who works there—Shen Xue-chan, I bought all the clothes, and I even won a small bottle of perfume for trial use~ What should I do next?"

As if appearing out of nowhere, a tall young man in a sand-colored coat, holding three or five shopping bags in each hand, emerged from the side of the black-haired girl.