Not too many out of four

Li Jia's new school is not completely without acquaintances. In the art club, she is very familiar with Sakura Chiyo, who was once so close that Momoi May was jealous.

Not to mention their fate in the art club, just the height makes Li Jia feel full of intimacy.

Sakura Chiyo and she are both short-sighted female high school students who stopped growing their height early. Compared with the girls around them, they can always look at each other in a harmonious and friendly way, and get along very comfortably.

After receiving Li Jia's application for joining the club, Sakura Chiyo couldn't help but excitedly said: "Great, Li Jia is Seirin's freshman this year, and we can be friends in the same club again."

Seirin's first and second grade classes are not far apart, and she can also go to see Li Jia during the lunch break after class, and the time spent together may be more than when she was in Teiko.

She thought she would never meet the friends she met in middle school again, but she didn't expect someone to choose the new school in Tokyo like her.

"Sure enough, the new school feels better, right?" Sakura Chiyo narrowed her eyes with a smile, her long orange hair was tied with cute polka-dot bows at both ends, and her big shiny purple eyes made people cute and cute a feeling of.

It is Bi Lijia who is more childish and immature. She doesn't look like her seniors or the harmless appearance of a high school girl. In addition, she is also very small in height. The two girls look more like small animals together.

Li Jia bowed her eyebrows and nodded, crossed her fingers and touched her chest, and said: "The school building looks very new, and the school uniform is also very cute."

"Right, right?" Sakura Chiyo agreed again and again, and the bows on both sides of her head flicked up and down, "I also chose Seirin because of this, and the supervisor of the art club is not strict, as long as the club activities are completed normally. It will interfere with us too much, and the community points will be given enough."

It is simply an ideal school in the hearts of students who do not seek to make progress and are stable and stable.

Of course, the most important thing is freedom. Students will not be differentiated because of the deviation value. This is the most favorite place.

Li Jia's eyes could not help falling on the hair accessories on her head, and she asked suspiciously, "Did Senior Sakura change his hairstyle?"

She remembered that the hairstyle of Sakura Chiyo, who was in the second and third grades during the Teiko period, was not this cute type. Instead, half of her hair was tied up and decorated with a ribbon, which was a more mature and quiet style.

"This..." Sakura Chiyo faltered, hahahaha perfunctory: "I just want to change my hairstyle and mood all of a sudden."

Li Jia accepted her answer easily, and said with a smile: "The new hairstyle is also very suitable for Senior Sakura, and the bow is very cute."

The polka-dot bow is originally a cute style, and with Sakura Chiyo tied on both sides, it looks younger than Li Jia, as if she is a first-year junior high school student.

"Speaking of which, did Li Jia's family come with her today?" Sakura Chiyo quietly cast her eyes on "Mr. Nakaya" who was patiently waiting for Li Jia. They just got excited and talked a lot, and he seemed to have been quietly beside him. Waiting, and all eyes are on Li Jia.

What she was talking about was family members, but in fact, she felt that she was more inclined to her boyfriend or elder brother who took care of Li Jia.

"It can be said to be a family member or a friend, right?" Li Jia secretly glanced at "Mr. Chuya" out of the corner of his eye, and Li Jia said vaguely and embarrassedly: "...In short, he is a very important person."

Sakura-senpai is not Kuroko's classmate, she has some things to say as a girl, and it will be a little easier to say, "Mr. Chuya" They also know that Sakura-senpai is her friend, and they may meet and deal with each other in the future. Thinking of explaining this way, perhaps Sakura Chiyo can understand.

I didn't want her to show excited and curious eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Is it someone you like?"

Unexpectedly, the type that Li Jia likes is the type that is more mature in dress and has a calm temperament, but just looking at the face, it feels bigger than them, but it is not sure how much bigger.

After all, Nakahara Zhongya has not changed much in appearance from 15 to 22 years old, but the facial features will become sharper and deeper, and his temperament and dress will also become mature, but once he changes his suit and puts on casual clothes, he looks like a young man young people.

They look more like high school students than many old-looking high school students, which makes it hard to figure out their age.

It was only when "Mr. Chuya" was not wearing a school uniform that Sakura Chiyo thought that he might not be a student of Seirin High School.

Li Jia scratched the side of her face, and said in a soft voice: "It's not wrong to say that you like it, it's just that you like your family."

It seems that this is not the first time she has been asked such a question...

Could it be that her love for Zhongye's cats is revealed in her usual attitude towards Zhongye and them, so people ask her such questions from time to time?

At the beginning, she would explain with a shy and puzzled mood. After being asked a few times, Li Jia also became immune, and she could even say frankly that she loved her family and important people.

Or maybe it was because her definition of Chuya and the others in the Central Plains was too vague. Words like "important person" could cover too many identities, which made them have such a misunderstanding.

"Is there someone you like, Senior Sakura?" Li Jia took the initiative to attack, diverted the central character of the topic, and threw the question back to Sakura Chiyo.

She was just asking casually, but she didn't expect that Sakura Chiyo's cheeks would turn red in an instant like a steamed shrimp, and she was so ashamed that the top of her head would start to smoke, stammering: "Hi, the one you like..."

Li Jia blinked in surprise, it seems that Sakura-senpai really has someone he likes from such a reaction.

"Is it someone from Seirin High School?" She asked curiously in a low voice. When the subject of someone she liked was mentioned in Teiko High School before, Sakura-senpai was just looking forward to it, but he didn't show such a shy look.

The shy girl nodded frantically, and when she saw the tall boy passing by the art club recruiting a new booth, her eyes almost turned into circles, and she was so dizzy and nervous that she couldn't speak.

"Excuse me, who drew this poster?" Nozaki Umetaro looked at the art club's new recruitment posters, showing a satisfied smile for a long time.

Sakura Chiyo hid behind Li Jia, clutching her school uniform nervously with both hands, blushing and unable to say a word.

There seemed to be relatively few people coming to the art club in the morning, and now it was approaching the lunch break time. All the new recruits from the art club had temporarily left their positions, leaving Sakura Chiyo alone.

Once she was speechless, few people here could answer Nozaki Umetaro's words.

Li Jia turned to the poster he was looking at, blinked and said: "That poster seems to be drawn by Senior Sakura, and there is a signature of the name on it."

Although the hiding place is relatively small and the location is a bit hidden, it is indeed the habit and style of Sakura Chiyo's painting.

Having been in the club with her for nearly two years, Li Jia naturally found the name belonging to Sakura Chiyo.

"Is that the person senior likes?" She asked the girl behind her in a low voice that would not be heard by the other two men.

They were about the same height, and Sakura Chiyo could barely block anything behind her, but with the tense strength of her trembling fingertips on her shoulders, she really felt that the senior cared about the boy in front of her very much.

Sakura Chiyo blushed so hard that she couldn't speak, and could only hold her tightly and nod frantically.

Blue eyes raised to meet "Mr. Chuya" with a slightly condensed expression, Li Jia asked, "Excuse me, are you a senior in the second grade?"

Nozaki Umetaro rubbed his chin, and suddenly realized that he has already entered the second grade, and he came to school today not only to see the new class, but also to find new material for serial comics.

He nodded frankly, and smiled with a sense of stupidity on his cold face: "Yes, I am now a senior in the second grade."

"The art club is currently recruiting new students. Seniors can get to know Senior Sakura. The recruiting poster here is also drawn by her." She raised her head and looked at Nozaki Umetaro, feeling that the other person's height really gave people a full sense of oppression.

I didn't expect that the boy Sakura-senpai liked would be such a type. She found it very difficult just to talk to him. If "Mr. Chuya" hadn't given her courage and Sakura-senpai stood behind her, she might have come over When it's time to walk away.

Nozaki Umetaro wanted to refuse at first, but when he heard that the poster was drawn by Senior Sakura, his eyes lit up and he agreed.

Leaving the opportunity for the two of them to be alone, Li Jia smiled at "Mr. Zhongye" and said softly, "Let's go home."

"Okay, let's go home." "Mr. Nakaya" looked relaxed, and switched the schoolbag to the other hand, freeing his left hand to hold Li Jia's hand.

……

Just as "Mr. Zhongye" guessed, "Nakaya-kun" went to the bookstore to buy books related to the introduction of comics. The thick book was filled with various precautions for beginners, and the boy's brows were still frowning when he saw it. The scalp continued to read.

"Want to have a cup of tea and take a break?" Li Jia held the tray and knocked lightly on the half-closed door.

"Mr. Zhongye" hurriedly hid the book, sat up straight and coughed: "Ah, thank you."

He didn't want to let Li Jia know about it before he learned it, and he didn't tell anyone in the family about going to the bookstore to buy books.

I thought that hiding in the guest room and reading a book could hide Li Jia for a while, but I didn't expect "Mr. Chuya" to expose his old background first.

"It's a good thing to like to read, but you should also pay attention to excessive use of your eyes." Li Jia handed the eye-protecting and refreshing herbal tea to "Mr. Zhongye", and sat down beside him with a tray on his knees. "Take a break and enjoy Time for some tea."

"Mr. Zhongye" held the teacup with both hands, a little nervous: "How do you know I'm here?"

Li Jia seldom cleans unoccupied rooms. He deliberately hid in the guest room in order to secretly study the basics of comics and then help Li Jia. Unexpectedly, she found the place where he hid on the first day.

"Didn't Mr. Zhongye take this off?" Li Jia tilted her head with a smile and nodded her neck.

Nakahara Chuya and the others never thought of taking off their collars to hide their whereabouts from Li Jia. It was actually very simple for her to find them.

"Mr. Zhongye" suddenly realized, and muttered, "It turns out that this was exposed."

He thought that Li Jia would not find him easily, but he forgot that there is still a positioning collar.

However, it is impossible for him to take off the positioning collar in order to avoid Li Jia. If there is any urgent need to contact, the collar is very important.

He absent-mindedly took a sip of tea, his face changed drastically when the hot tea touched his tongue, and he almost knocked over the small white porcelain teacup.

"Is it hot?" Li Jia didn't even have time to stop him, seeing him sticking out his tongue, he said nervously: "Sorry Mr. Zhongye, I'll go get you ice cubes and medicine now."

Herbal tea needs to be brewed with boiling hot water to get the color of the tea soup. She didn't expect that "Mr. Zhongye" would not pay attention to the temperature of the tea, and took a big gulp without even blowing on it.

"No, use," he grabbed Li Jia's hand in time, and said in a vague voice, "small things..."

The tongue that was scalded even made his speech slurred, making it impossible for people to understand what he really wanted to express, but the actions of "Mr. Zhongye" were obviously stopping Li Jia, and there was no need for her to go to war for such a thing.

If the guys in the family knew that he scalded his tongue from drinking tea, used ice cubes and used medicine, they might be laughed at.

"But..." Li Jia looked outside hesitantly and said, "At least treat it with ice cubes?"

"Mr. Zhongye" grabbed her wrist and shook his head firmly.

The cobalt blue eyes looked straight at her, the round and black pupils like cats were like small olive kernels, which set off the beautiful jewel-like blue, peaceful and harmless, making people feel no fear at all, just feel helpless and want to sigh.

Li Jia had no choice but to compromise with him, and whispered softly: "Let me see how it looks like?"

If it's not serious, it should get better soon, but she just saw that "Mr. Zhongye" almost took a big mouthful of tea, blushed and swallowed it abruptly, and she didn't know if it had scalded her mouth and esophagus.

"Mr. Zhongye" was a little reluctant, he turned his head to avoid Li Jia's sight.

"It doesn't matter if Mr. Zhongye doesn't want to." Li Jia pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and threatened softly: "Let go of me now, I will show up and ask Brother Zhongye to take us to the hospital."

"Mr. Zhongye" opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and gestured indiscriminately to show that there is no need to go to the hospital to see a doctor for such a small injury.

"Isn't it because of Mr. Zhongye's petty temper?" Li Jia snorted softly, complained and glanced at him lightly, and said, "I don't want to take the medicine and I don't want Brother Zhongye and the others to know, Mr. Zhongye is too willful .”

She also has her own petty temper, "Mr. Zhongye" coyly stopped her from taking the medicine and refused to let her see the wound. She was anxious and couldn't see the specific situation, so she could only guess randomly and the more she thought about it, the more she was afraid of accidents.

In the past few years, there have been few troubles caused by burns to the oral mucosa and esophagus, but the news has reported several times, trying to call on people to eat less scalding hot food, and beware of hurting the esophagus, throat and stomach.

"Mr. Zhongye" showed a hesitant look, and pulled her hand slightly.

"What are you doing?" Li Jia turned around and wanted to leave, but was held by him again, so she could only glance at him softly and angrily, and said displeasedly, "I went out to call someone without saying anything."

She can't cure "Mr. Zhongye", and Zhongyuan Zhong, who is always an adult, can also cure him.

The young man showed a helpless expression, stretched his head over and opened his mouth wide, exposing his slightly red and swollen tongue and the inner wall of his mouth. It seemed that his tongue was swollen with heat, so it was no wonder that he was slurring his words just now.

"Isn't this serious?" Li Jia held his face angrily and impatiently, "Is face or body important?"

"Mr. Zhongye" moved his tongue and said stubbornly, "Save face."

Li Jia almost laughed angrily at the young man's appearance of trying to save face and suffer, "You really, really..."

Pressing his red and swollen tongue lightly with her fingers, Li Jia couldn't help but asked worriedly, "Will this hurt?"

There was numbness in the mouth, it was more like numbness and loss of consciousness than pain, but the feeling of the girl's fingers falling into the mouth was quite obvious, with some coolness and the sweetness of butter cookies.

He couldn't tell whether it was the sweetness tasted by his tongue or the scent of Lijia's fingers, but he felt that his face began to feel hot, and his coiled legs began to feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. Zhongye" moved his legs slightly, trying to change to a comfortable sitting position, but Li Jia Ning frowned and called out: "Don't move, do you still want to run away while helping you look at the wound?"

The action of holding his face was replaced by holding his chin and lifting it up. "Mr. Zhongye" watched Li Jia's concentrated inspection, the roots of his ears became red, and his eyes turned away randomly to look at various places in the room.

The cold and sweet fingers were still carefully touching the soft flesh in the mouth, and the light fell from the top of her head and was blocked by her own figure. She couldn't see clearly whether there were blisters in "Mr. Zhongye"'s mouth.

When the fingertips slid across the palate, there was a numb and itchy feeling that made "Mr. Zhongye"'s tense body tremble suddenly, almost jumping up in fright.

Li Jia was also surprised by his reaction, and quickly asked, "Is it painful?"

The boy's face became more and more red, and he moved his tongue to speak but licked Li Jia's finger.