Four cherry blossom petals set off the coffin board

Brush my meal bag with condensed milk, the bread is sweet, and has a creamy and sweet taste, and a glass of warmed milk at hand, even the shadow of the sun shining in on the table is also very beautiful.

It will make people feel happy all over the body.

It's a beautiful morning.

There was a noise at the entrance, followed by Xiaobai walking over into the living room and lying on the cold floor, he opened his mouth and said, "I'm so tired——"

"I only ran two laps." As the spring gradually left, the temperature slowly climbed up, and Matsuda was also wearing short sleeves.

After all, he had just come back from a morning run, and he walked in slowly to take a look at Xiao Bai who was lying motionless on the floor, and said calmly, "Let's do another round tomorrow."

Xiaobai wailed when he heard the words: "No, Hua, save me!"

I was eating breakfast and was mentioned for no reason, and Matsuda gave me a look.Although through the sunglasses, you can completely understand the meaning in his eyes.

Are you going for a run too?

"Xiaobai, come on, I support you." It comes from spiritual support, one more step is enough.

Having said that, I looked at Matsuda wearing sunglasses and holding a dog, Masaka, is this blind running? Haha, I was amused by the picture I imagined.

Although, Matsuda, you look like you are wearing sunglasses and you are leading a dog, maybe people on the road will let you go?

Imagine, but dare not say.

Already been watched.

"I said you, aren't you thinking about something bad?" As keen as Matsuda, he pulled the chair next to me and sat down. The boss was very powerful.

I silently nibbled on my bun, shook my head, no, nothing.

"Tsk, Hagi is still sleeping?" Although he let me go, he snatched a piece of bread from me arbitrarily, and even took away my condensed milk very arbitrarily.

Ah – my full fat condensed milk.

I watched helplessly.

The man carelessly picked up the spoon in the glass jar, and spread the yellowish viscous paste on the cut meal bag. Seeing me staring at him, he raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

I didn't realize what I was doing at all, but was very frank, so that I, the victim, could only cry silently in the corner, for my little bread that never came back.

"Hiss, it's too sweet." The curly black frowned and commented, even though he didn't like it, he ate it up.

But because the concentration of sweetness was too high, I had to pour myself a glass of water, "You guy wakes up early in the morning to eat such sweet things?"

Also blamed me.

Is this a bad adult?

"This is what I've always eaten." I secretly pulled back my beloved small pot, everyone in the family has different tastes.Anyway, I refuse skim milk and skim cream!

"And Hagiwara went to bed very late yesterday after sorting out the materials for this month, so let him sleep a little longer."

It was originally my mission, but Hagiwara rushed me back to the bedroom on the grounds that I had to go to class the next day. I didn’t do much, and I felt that the past few months in this world were completely traveling.

But these guys are really efficient in action, so I continued to school with tears in my eyes.

"I'll be leaving first." Glancing at the time, I hurriedly picked up the plate and put it into the kitchen, "Jing Guang sent Xiao Chi off, if you look for him, you won't be back until later."

Maybe I went to the supermarket by the way, anyway, will I be back in a while.

"Understood, slow down, be careful on the road." Said the curly-haired man who was still sitting on the chair.

"Be careful all the way—" Xiaobai, who was lying dead, finally struggled to say goodbye to me.

I watched the time and picked up the book on the sofa and hurried away like never before in hell.

Fortunately, I was not late.

"Good morning..." Xiaobu is always full of energy, and the smile of a beautiful girl is always a treasure of healing. "It just so happened that Hua stepped on the spot again today."

I lay down on the table and gave a thumbs up: "This is happiness."

Coming to school early is a good boy's way, but just stepping on the spot, there is a feeling of gratitude, similar to the feeling of jumping repeatedly on the edge of discipline.

And these days I have started to stay in bed, so I am really happy to step on the spot.

Our math teacher arrived late, and as soon as the older scholar came in, I felt very much like the head of the records department, with sleepy diction and the same amount of hair.

Every teacher has his own style, just like this teacher, who likes to ask people to do quizzes when they disagree.

"15 minutes, then close it up and start a new lesson."

The thin A4 paper still has the heat of just copying it, but when it is placed on the table, it will soon be as cold as the desktop, and also like my heart.

Oh, math.

I'm in pain, Mr. Ghost Lantern, your secretary may be able to do finances when he goes back, and it's just around the corner.

In a classroom where only the tip of the nose and the pen touch the paper with the rustling sound of writing or flipping the paper, I heard Xiaobu next to me whisper: "It's a bit hot..."

Indeed, summer is coming.

I gritted my teeth and was still calculating the questions. The two people next to me got up and handed in the papers one after another as if they had made an appointment.

"As expected, there are still ancient opinions in the soil." The math teacher praised him so much.

The two top academics who were tied for first place in the class may have scored full marks in the test paper again.

I wept silently, watching the numbers and continuing to struggle.

Finally, I wrote down the last number when I was winding up the paper, and after handing in the paper, it fell on the table like a deflated ball.Although I have memorized the formulas, the question is whether I can use them. Mathematics is so difficult.

Thinking so decadently, a ball of white paper jumped into sight, it was Xiaobu.

I took a look at Xiao Bu who was winking at me, and weakly opened the ball of paper, only to see that it was written with a blue signature pen [Let’s go shopping for clothes this weekend——]

Summer is coming and it's time to buy new clothes.

I stretched out my hand and made an OK gesture. There was no problem at all. It was my honor to go shopping with the beautiful women.

Although I seldom go shopping, I had the experience of going shopping with Lilith and sister Axiang in Hell.

"Open the book to page 78..." The math teacher's slow voice sounded on the podium, I closed my eyes silently, ah, here we come again, the national hypnotist.

-

In Poirot Cafe, Toru Amuro, who was packing up the dishes, glanced around and picked up his phone.

"Mr. Jiang Gu." Kazami's voice was distorted on the other end.

"how?"

"Technical personnel have tested it, and it is true that DNA and any traces cannot be extracted from it."

Kazami looked at the inspection report in his hand, if Mr. Furuya hadn't handed it to him personally, he would have suspected that this thing was here to play tricks on him.

A piece of cigarette butt that has been smoked.

However, the user traces on it cannot be extracted, just like a prank.

But Mr. Jiang Gu would not be so boring to make such a joke, or, Mr. Jiang Gu was also tricked!This cigarette butt has never been used at all!

Kazami is angry, who dares to tease Mr. Jiang Gu!

Amuro lowered his eyes: "Really."

Arisukawa Hana's identity has been investigated more than once.But no matter where it shows that there is no problem, the more it is like this, the weirder it is.

If it wasn't for the wiretapping incident, he would not have been so suspicious when he discovered it so quickly.

It might be impossible to use this identity to get close again, the girl might have started to be on guard, remembering that in the past few days, she could occasionally see her companion who came with her last time.

But the girl never came, and the side tap only got a result that she was busy.

Although Kazami kept staring at the house, there was no news.

The reports coming back are all normal. Girls who go to and from school alone occasionally go out with the children of the neighbor next door, or a person named Aaron.

A great elder brother who washed his hands in a golden basin has now become a househusband.

This person... Toru Amuro frowned, thinking about how relevant it might be to the matter.

"Could it be that child's imagination?" Feng Jian carefully guessed on the other end of the phone, "It's like some kind of delusional disorder, imagining that I have three brothers?"

This disease exists, but it is not common, and maybe the child has it.Because of loneliness, he imagined the existence of three older brothers.As for the bug, maybe it's because of a signal jammer or something.

Toru Amuro did not expect his subordinates to have such big brains, and he was speechless for a moment.

I have a headache.

"If it's true, she can't live alone." Toru Amuro massaged his temple with the other hand, a little speechless, "I'm sure it would be a terrible thing for the child to live alone. "

And this disease, once diagnosed, will be recorded, right?

Whether it's because of Kazami's unfounded illness or the child's ability to do housework, it's a pity that he was lucky enough to see that young girl's cooking skills.

The soup, even now, is frightening, the fire, and the chopped ginger, the knife is very good, but the cut is too fine, and the chili miso is a nightmare even in the middle of the night.

It's really lucky that the kitchen didn't explode.

Although the first floor was the living area, it was cleaned so cleanly that there were no traces of life. Toru Amuro was thinking about whether he needed to enter that house again and search it again.As for what Kazami said about no one going in and out except girls, this needs to be explored.