Not too many out of four

"I'm in Group B of the first year... right?" Li Jia stopped hesitantly, looking back at Chuya Zhongyuan in uncertainty.

They just came from the bulletin board in front of the teaching building, which included the list of students in the entire school class, the list of newly admitted first-year students, and the list of students in classes that will be adjusted when they are promoted to the second and third grades.

If you want to know your new class, you have to go to the bulletin board to find your name. Li Jia saw her name in Group B of the first year, but she was not so sure along the way.

If she read the wrong class and walked in and found that there was no place for her, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

When Teiko was in the second grade, she was a transfer student, and she was led away by the teacher in the class. In the third grade, she took a leave of absence due to illness and met Seijuro Akashi who took her.

Li Jia had never tried to find her name on a bulletin board with so many people.

When she was in elementary school, she was always promoted in the same class. When she was in junior high school, she didn't have so many special methods. She was afraid that she would read the wrong notice board and take other people's names as her own.

"That's right, it's Group B for the first year." Zhong Yuanzhong also handed her the schoolbag, pressed down the curled hair and smoothed it, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'll wait for you here."

Li Jia hugged her schoolbag tightly, nodded hesitantly and said: "...Okay, okay."

She trotted into the classroom with her head buried, found her seat and sat down, her movements were done in one go without even raising her head.

Surrounded by whispers of greetings, no one seemed to notice her coming in, and no one looked over curiously.

Li Jia breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

No one sees her best, and she doesn't want to come in the door to attract people's attention.

After briefly looking at the seats, tables and chairs, she couldn't help but look at the figure of Nakahara Chuya outside the door, but the students coming and going blocked the red-haired young man with his hands in his pockets and standing against the wall.

"What is Fujimine looking at?" The sudden voice behind her startled her.

Li Jia almost jumped up, turned her head to look in the direction of the voice, and said in surprise, "Hei, classmate Heizi..."

"Are you also Seirin's new student?" She blinked again and again, she didn't expect to meet Kuroko Tetsuya who had only spoken a few words here before.

The boy May likes is a member of the basketball club of Teiko Middle School. He retired from the basketball club in the third grade and disappeared from the school. He can only know that Tetsuya Kuroko is still in the school through the test results. The sense of existence is extremely thin. juvenile.

"Yes, as you can see, we are still in the same class," Hei Zizhe said with no expression on his face, and his voice was serious: "Please give me your advice, Fujimine."

Li Jia hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly like him solemnly: "Please, please give me more advice, classmate Heizi."

She was flustered and at a loss, and she didn't know what to say to the former Diguang alumni, even the classmates she didn't even know well.

Anxiety was churning in her chest, and Li Jia subconsciously looked outside to find Nakahara Chuya, hoping to draw courage and confidence from him for the ability to talk to classmates.

"What is Fujimine looking at?" Kuroko Tetsuya asked her again.

"Eh, eh?" Li Jia was caught off guard by him again, and he faltered and said: "It's a friend, a friend, I have a friend to accompany me to school today."

She was a little embarrassed to say that Zhong Yuanzhong was also her family, which seemed to make her immature and needed the company of her family like a child.

"So that's how it is," Heizi Tetsuya's expression couldn't be more than curious, as if he believed her words as long as she answered, "Do you need to ask him to come in together? The first day of school shouldn't be very strict."

Following Li Jia's line of sight, there were many students coming and going in the corridor, but there was only one person who stayed outside all the time, and he easily found out where Li Jia's "friend" was.

"Call, tell him to come in," she murmured weakly, her voice almost sighing and hesitating: "Call Mr. Chuya to come in..."

How is she going to ask someone to come in, and wait for the teacher to come in before letting him out?It always feels bad.

Hei Zizhe also calmly said, "Do you not want him to come in?"

"No, no, it's not that I don't want to," Li Jia waved her hands again and again, her brows and eyes drooped, and she said softly, "It's just that I don't know how to speak. I don't want him to think I'm a child."

Only children would act like a spoiled child to adults, fearing that they would hide behind adults and seek refuge. She just came to a new place she was not familiar with, and wanted to run away and let Nakahara Chuya take her home, which was too useless.

Hei Zizhe also looked at her thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "Do you like him?"

"Eh?!" Li Jia was so shocked that she could only make a stupid single sound. She didn't know how Hei Zizhe came to such a conclusion. She just said that she didn't want "Mr. Nakaya" to treat her like a child.

"Isn't it?" The tone was calm, and it seemed that he would not be surprised by Li Jia's reaction, and even continued in a very calm voice: "He has been looking at me since the beginning, because I came to talk to you." You talk."

Said it looked a little too gentle, although Nakahara Chuya's eyes were not hostile, and he didn't make any special moves, but the deep staring and scrutiny of his eyes might scare others when they go home from school and go to sleep. have nightmares.

In the dream, there were scrutinizing and staring everywhere, but the kind that kept silent.

"Mr. Zhongya is looking at classmate Heizi?" Li Jia looked outside and asked in doubt.

From her point of view, Zhong Yuanzhong was just standing against the wall in an ordinary way, without showing any strange eyes or expressions.

Even when she showed obvious movements, he immediately met her gaze and asked silently, "What's wrong?"

It looked like nothing happened, and the attitude was exactly the same as usual.

If it were "Mr. Zhongye" and "Zhongye", they might have grown impatient and began to frown frequently showing displeasure and indifference, but "Mr. Zhongye" would never show such an expression.

Even when he was waiting, he gave people a sense of calmness and self-restraint. He was so graceful that people didn't dare to speak up casually for fear of disturbing him.

Li Jia shook her head again and again, gestured in response: "Nothing happened."

She withdrew her gaze, bowed apologetically and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Heizi, Mr. Nakaya came here because he was worried about me. He didn't mean anything malicious."

"I didn't care," Hei Zizhe said slowly, "I just think he saw me coming from the very beginning."

She tilted her head puzzled, and repeated: "I saw Heizi from the very beginning..."

Li Jia only realized it later, most people seldom notice Heizi Tetsuya at first glance, his low presence makes no matter where he goes, as long as he keeps quiet, few people will notice him.

Sometimes even if he opened his mouth, he would be forgotten. This was the main reason why he could quietly withdraw from the basketball club in the last semester of his third year without anyone finding his whereabouts.

"Mr. Nakaya is indeed very powerful," Li Jia couldn't help but sigh softly. It was the first time she knew that someone could notice this young man with a very low sense of presence before Hei Zizhe also didn't speak, and he didn't even know him.

"Before classmate Heizi spoke, I didn't realize that we were classmates." She smiled shyly.

Hei Zizhe also quietly did not answer her words, but doubts emerged in his heart.

Are they really just friends?It doesn't look like they're just friends.

……

After successfully getting the textbooks for the new semester, and having a simple class meeting to introduce himself, Mr. Tanaka packed up his things and left the classroom stepping on the bell.

Anyway, the first day of school does not need to go to class. Whether they want to meet new friends or learn about clubs in the new school, the school teachers will not interfere.

The rest of the day is the last free time for students.

"Do you want to go back?" Zhongyuan Zhongya naturally took Li Jia's heavy schoolbag, "I still want to see the environment of the new school?"

Seirin High School has been established for two years. The environment and layout do not seem to be inferior to Teiko Middle School. The atmosphere of the school is also free and comfortable, and it does not give people a feeling of being too gorgeous, restrained or rigorous.

Lijia will spend the next three years of her high school life here, so it's okay to take this opportunity to get to know the school.

"It's 10:30 in the morning, and it's eleven o'clock when I get home," she began to hesitate, and said to herself: "It takes an hour to prepare lunch, and I have to go to the shopping street to buy vegetables."

She suddenly realized that it seemed that there was not much time left in the day.

"Don't worry about lunch. Brother Zhongye and Zhongye will come back in the afternoon. Mr. Zhongye is out shopping today. He has to stop by the bookstore and eat outside at noon." Zhongyuan Zhongye hung his schoolbag on his shoulder with his backhand Come on, slow down to match Li Jia's pace.

"Today is Mr. Zhongye's purchase?" Li Jia opened her eyes wide and asked in disbelief, "Have you already allocated them at home?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also nodded, and continued: "Didn't Li Jia write down the ingredients to be bought today in advance? Zhong Ye-jun took that to go out."

Not only housework, but the four of them will be responsible for purchasing ingredients every day in turn, so that Li Jia can have a lot more time when she comes back from school.

There is no need to worry about the community activities being delayed for too long to go shopping in the shopping street and rushing back, anyway, there are four of them at home.

They usually do more housework and things they can do in their spare time, and it will be much easier for Li Jia to come back.

"From now on, I'm a high school student." He smiled softly and touched her head. "We can't help you with school matters, we can only share some housework. I hope you don't mind."

She had always placed the burden on her alone before, and now it's time for these men to stand up.

Li Jia tried her best to keep her eyes open, suppressing the urge to shed tears, moved and coyly said: "Will this trouble you too much?"

They usually go out to work and socialize. In fact, as long as they can go home and have dinner together every day, she is already very happy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed and said: "We are a family, this is nothing troublesome."

It's impossible for them to do nothing and push everything to Li Jia alone. Seeing that she is so busy every day, they don't help when they have time, right?

Isn't a family supposed to help each other?

Not only did they arrange the daily schedule for cleaning and purchasing, but also arranged the order of escorting Li Jia to and from school. However, in order to prevent the little girl from worrying and embarrassing, the order of escorting was not specifically listed in the form, but they decided secretly through tacit communication. thing.

Li Jia raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, hiding the slightly red eye sockets, and said, "Well, did Mr. Zhongye go to the bookstore to buy some books?"

She didn't seem to have heard that "Mr. Chuya" had any books that he particularly wanted to read. She only knew that Nakahara Chuya and the others occasionally read the poetry collections and detective novels in the study.

They have read the poetry collection of the poet "Chuya Zhongyuan" several times, and Rimbaud and Verlaine have also read it several times. Recently, their interest seems to have shifted to the most numerous detective novels in the study.

Nakahara Chuya and the others usually spend less money on books. The books in Kudou's house alone are enough for them to read them without sleep for several years, and they don't think about buying other books on purpose.

"Isn't Li Jia worried that she can't work alone recently?" The response to the new series of comics is good, but Li Jia is the only one, and the progress can't be fast. She is always at home as Li Jia's manga assistant."

Many other "Central Plains Chuya" will not express their plans on the surface, but Zhongyuan Zhongye usually observes his past self, and he also clearly understands what kind of person he was in the past.

It is natural to see what "Mr. Zhongye" wants to do when he goes to the bookstore.

"Mr. Zhongye" had never learned how to draw on Leibo Street before, so it would definitely be impossible for him to start a job that requires drawing skills. burden.

Li Jia pursed her lips, couldn't help being moved and a little angry, and said, "Mr. Zhongye has this time, why doesn't he want to come to school?"

"Mr. Zhongye" and "Brother Zhongye" have grown up and have no intention of returning to school. She can understand and accept it, but why are "Zhongye" and "Mr. Zhongye" unwilling to come to school.

"Zhongye" concealed his reluctance to tell her about his arrangements, and "Zhongye Jun" also refused to go to school, preferring to stay at home and help her occasionally draw comics and do housework.

She was very touched by "Mr. Zhongye", but she didn't understand why he didn't want to come to school.

"He has his own ideas," Zhong Yuan Zhong also held her wrist, which was constantly rubbing her eyes, and said slowly, "Believe in the young me more."

Li Jia pursed her lips tightly and sighed softly, "...that's the only way to go."

The person who knows "Central Plains Chuya" best is Zhongyuan Chuya, right?

"Mr. Chuya" said so, she could only choose to believe them.

No matter how old boys are, they don't like others to interfere with their choices, especially things that have already been decided.

Kudo Shinichi is like this, and so is Nakahara Chuya and the others.

"Are the eyes still uncomfortable?" Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned over to look at the red eyes. Although Li Jia held back the tears, she kept rubbing her sensitive and fragile eyes with the back of her hand, which inevitably resulted in a pair of rabbit eyes.

She had the nerve to say that she was moved by their words and wanted to hold back the tears that were about to rush out of her eyes, so she lowered her head and rubbed her eyes indiscriminately, so she mumbled: "... It seems that some dust has fallen into the eyes."

"Be good, don't move," Zhong Yuanzhong also held her face, predicted Li Jia's actions, and called her in advance: "Let me take a look."

Facing the handsome and deep face approaching, she couldn't help blinking nervously, her eyes flicked left and right, and she stammered, "Yes, is it okay?"

"I feel like the dust has fallen out." She turned her head and wanted to take a step back, but she didn't expect that there was a wall behind her, which blocked her back steps.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a step forward, Li Jia's small leather shoes were pressed against the base of the wall, unable to retreat even further, he could only lean back against the wall nervously, saying: "The eyes, the eyes are no longer itchy."

"But I think Lijia's eyes are still very red." Thin black gloves wrapped his hands but couldn't keep the body temperature away. He pressed his fingers against the corners of his eyes and dawdled gently, his movements were gentle and pitiful, "as red as a rabbit."

Thick eyelashes like a small fan swept over Nakahara Chuya's fingers, he leaned over without changing his expression, and blew at her eyes, his movements were extremely gentle and did not even make her feel pain or sadness.

The fingers in front of Nakahara Zhongye grasped his shirt helplessly, Li Jia didn't even dare to blink his eyes, but felt the other person's fiery breath spraying over him, with a dizzying heat.

Just when the CPU of her brain was heating up and was almost overloaded, Nakahara also took a step back, held down the tail of her curled hair, stroked it, and said with a smile, "Does your eyes still feel uncomfortable now?"

Li Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded indiscriminately: "Yeah, I won't feel uncomfortable anymore."

Even she herself forgot that she actually wanted to rub her eyes to cover up the blurred vision at first, not that there was really dust in her eyes.

The beating heart made her unable to think of anything else, and she could only nod along Nakahara Chuya's intention.