Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

The lid of the pot flipped over with a clatter, and a few drops of curry juice shook out of the pot and melted into the muddy pool.

"—I'm so sorry!"

As if he didn't expect an accident, the pink-haired man's eyes fell on the face of the victim Qianmu wearing brown-bottomed glasses, and he was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly said: "I didn't notice that there was someone outside the door, are you okay? No If you mind, please come in and take a shower of cold water, there are scald medicines in the room."

Just now, the pink-haired man and his pot did bump into Qianmu, an innocent passer-by. The collision was not a big problem, it didn't burn anyone, and the soup didn't leak out and stain Qianmu's clothes.

The problem is that when Qianmu saw that the pot was about to tip over, he subconsciously reached out to help him, and the palm of his hand made real contact with the hot pot. The worry of the pink-haired man was completely reasonable.

However, Qian Mu smiled relaxedly: "No, I wear gloves, and the heat insulation effect is not bad."

He changed his hand to hold the umbrella, and raised his left hand as a gesture. The delicate and smooth black leather with some thickness perfectly wrapped his slender five fingers. The belt tightened, as if skimpy to reveal the slightly pale skin beneath.

——Quite particular.All over the body.

The pink-haired man came to such a conclusion with just a brief glance.

Because he paid too much attention to the glove, the man also noticed that the glove only appeared on Qianmu's left hand, and the other's right hand, which was holding an umbrella, was wearing a black watch, which was in the shape of a divine plan known to everyone.

A strange, presumably left-handed person.

"Are you really okay? This is my mistake, please let me express my apology."

"It's okay, I really have nothing to lose, this pot is delicious... Well, the beef curry is also intact, that's all."

Seeing that the pink-haired man was about to continue talking, Qianmu smiled politely: "I'm going to visit the neighbor's house, so I won't talk too much, sir, you've been drenched in the rain for a while, please take care of yourself."

"Ah." The pink-haired man squinted his eyes and made a really coincidental voice, "Is it Dr. Ali's house? I also want to send this stew to the next door, and I usually receive a lot of attention from my neighbors... I didn't expect the destination to be the same , I’m so sorry, it’s the first time we meet, I’m Okiya Subaru.”

Qianmu replied with a chuckle: "Gen Ezaki, please take care of me, Mr. Okiya."

This is not the first time we meet, Akai Shuichi.

Qian Mu didn't really want to pick such a time to reunite with his friends.

Since the two people who met on a narrow road were on the same road—although it was only a few meters away, he really wanted to leave Okiya Subaru and ring the doorbell of Dr. Ali's house alone, which was obviously not appropriate.

So Okiya Subaru didn't have to take his pot back to get an umbrella. Qianmu's black umbrella was enough to protect two adult men from the rain, and it also left a gap where they wouldn't be embarrassed to sit shoulder to shoulder.

Of course Qianmu was holding the umbrella, and Okiya Subaru had no hands to spare, so he could only walk on his right.

Less than 1 minute away is very harmonious.

That little "accident" is not worth mentioning at all.

It's just that the pink-haired man's height is at least 1.8 meters, which brings a little trouble to Qianmu's arm, which is 1.8 meters with the sole of his shoes.

Maintaining a height that is almost above the top of the head, the arms are a little tired.

"..."

"..."

silence.

"...to trouble you."

"You're welcome." Qianmu's smile was like a mask, never revealing any thoughts in his heart.

He took the initiative to ring the doorbell and waited with Subaru Okiya for a minute or two. Dr. Ali came out to greet him: "You are here, Ezaki-kun, I am very happy to hear that you are coming... Hey, Mr. Okiya is here too gone."

Okiya Subaru said: "I made curry beef, it should be better than last time, I would like to trouble the doctor to help you taste it."

"The previous ones tasted pretty good, this time it's definitely... well, but unfortunately, Xiao Ai is sick, so it's not suitable for eating strong food."

Dr. Ali was a little distressed, but Okiya Subaru said kindly that there was another chance next time, and the curry beef was for the doctor to enjoy at night, and the topic quickly returned to the guests who visited for the first time.

"Is this a sandwich made by Ezaki-kun himself? It's really troublesome. The child doesn't want to eat properly when she's sick. I'm worrying about how to get her something edible."

"Haha, I hope my sandwich will make her feel better."

"So Mr. Ezaki knows the girl from this family?" Okiya Subaru seemed curious.

"I met at my internet cafe yesterday. To be precise, I'm still relatively unfamiliar. However, I feel that I and Xiao Ai are very close, so I will take the liberty to bother you."

Qian Mu put away the umbrella at the door, packed the wet umbrella with the waterproof bag he carried with him, and formally entered someone else's house.

There was a little problem at the door—Dr. Ali ignored the possibility that there were other male guests coming at the same time besides Okiya Subaru, so that a pair of larger-sized slippers found after searching the shoe cabinet could barely fit in. , but the pink donut pattern on the upper is a bit flattering.

Dr. Ali explained embarrassingly that apart from Okiya Subaru, who lives next door, there are very few adult men who come to the house as guests. Instead, a few high school girls often come... Well, the slippers here are the aesthetics of Xiao Ai who dislikes Dr. , personally selected.

"……PhD!!!"

The little patient appeared angrily, the slippers were rattled by her, and she seemed to have rushed out of the bedroom.

Hui Yuanai never imagined that after being sold by her Digimon partner in the morning, the doctor sold her again.

After the Badamon police officer sold out, she still carefully showed off her cuteness and begged for forgiveness, doctor... She is a repeat offender and cannot be stopped.

At the scene, the suspicious person Subaru Okiya who palpitated at the first sight, and the suspicious person Ezaki Gen who, although he just met yesterday, wanted to get close to him and repel him at the same time... Suspected brother fraudulent corpse.

Then, the two suspicious people smiled and said hello together, caring about the condition.

Haibara Ai wore a mask and felt even more suffocated.

"I'm much better after taking the medicine... Dr. Subaru's beef curry can't eat too much, he is controlling his diet. Mr. Ezaki, you..."

Hui Yuanai stopped talking temporarily, because she suddenly felt that if she continued to complain to him that the Badamon police officer had tipped off the news, she would not be so sick that she needed to visit her...

It will appear—as if he is acting awkwardly.

It seems that Jiang Qiyuan cares about her very much.

Obviously it's just cultivating the relationship between the boss and the customers.

Before confirming some things, Hui Yuanai didn't want to accept this kindness for the time being.

Although the reason why she suddenly fell ill was largely because she ran into someone who was too similar to her brother in an Internet cafe yesterday, and after she came back, she frantically stayed up all night to investigate Gen Ezaki and caught a cold.The culprit came to make an apology, as it should be.

That's right, no need.

——I was thinking so.

Qianmu bent down to pick up the little girl who was wandering in the sky, and put her on the soft sofa cushion. The blanket was handed over by Subaru Okiya tacitly: "Small patients, don't worry about caring about adults. It looks like the inside is still empty, since you don't want to go back to the room, you can stay here for a while."

Hui Yuan Ai: "I didn't..."

Qian Mu asked Dr. Ali familiarly: "Can I borrow your kitchen? I heard Xiao Ai's voice is a little hoarse, and I want to cook something for her that can moisten her throat and clear her lungs. It's okay. I just brought the ingredients. .”

Okiya Subaru also naturally left from the guest's position: "Mr. Ezaki is going to make soup? Let me help. I cook a lot of stewed food, and I have learned some soup from my former roommate... such as Chinese style. .”

"Chinese style? It's rare." Qian Mu looked surprised.

Okiya Subaru never fully opened his eyes, but when he squinted and looked at Qianmu, he could feel his concentration inexplicably: "Yes, that roommate has a lot of research on Chinese health-preserving cuisine. , I can be regarded as fascinated by it.”

"It's rare to have a fellow who is interested in Chinese cuisine. If there is a chance in the future, I really want to communicate with that roommate."

"It's a pity." Okiya Subaru's tone remained unchanged, but there seemed to be a sharp edge hidden in those eyes that never showed, "He passed away unexpectedly a few years ago."

"..."

Qian Mu paused.

Even Huiyuan Ai and Dr. Ali couldn't help but shut up.

"So that's how it turned out..."

Qianmu's voice gradually lost the smile, his gaze dropped slightly, his right hand couldn't help pinching the knuckles of his left thumb, and his index finger and thumb were gently rubbed at that position through the glove.

As if bringing the basic respect for the deceased who has never met, mourning with deep pain.

"I'm sorry to remind you of the unfortunate past."

"I deeply regret that."