Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

Accidents always come out of the blue.

Raising his eyes slightly, the curtains fluttering in the wind instantly revealed the culprit—the half-open window not far from the bed.

I was a little absent-minded and didn't pay attention last night, probably because of this cold.

But she herself only felt dizzy and sore throat, it should be a small cold.

After hesitating for a while, Liya tried to explain calmly: "It probably caught a cold, and it should be fine after taking the medicine later."

Although I remember that I have never had a minor illness or pain at all, but I have an elder brother who is a doctor. The medicine box at home has always been complete, and it is not difficult to prescribe the right medicine.

But the person on the other side of the phone obviously had a very different idea from hers.

Just when she put on her clothes and got up and entered the living room, planning to hang up the phone and go to wash up under the pretext of taking medicine, she suddenly heard three knocks on the microphone and the door at the same time.

At the same time, the voice of a person who was blocked from the door by good sound insulation came clearly from the microphone: "Riya, open the door."

"..."

Although I always knew that my boyfriend was super active, but I didn't want to feel it at this time.

"Wait a minute, I haven't changed my clothes yet."

Hanging up the phone neatly, Riya turned around and went back to the bedroom, took out the simplest dress from the closet and quickly changed it, and washed briefly with the fastest speed ever.

Rao is so, it is already 5 minutes after everything is over.

After a slight "click" sound of the door lock, the door in front of him was finally slowly opened.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Matsuda-kun." Taking a light breath to stabilize her breath, she stood behind the door and greeted her as usual.

Hearing the sound, the curly-haired young man came back to his senses, and immediately took back the cigarette he was planning to light. After looking around her, he raised his hand and naturally covered her forehead, frowning slightly: "Why do you have a fever, are you going to the hospital now?"

As soon as the skin touched, Riya herself felt that her body temperature seemed to be a little high, but thinking of going to the hospital again, she subconsciously struggled as hard as she could.

"It's just that I forgot to close the window and the wind blows for a while," she deliberately said lightly, "it's not a big problem."

"Really?" There was still a warm feeling in the palm of the hand that was just retracted, Matsuda Jinpei did not intend to let it go easily, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How many degrees does the temperature measure? If you don't have it at home, I'll get it now."

Seeing that he was about to turn around in a real gesture, Riya hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab him.

Forced by the situation, she had no choice but to explain frankly: "No need, I just...don't want to go to the hospital."

"Because I've been to the hospital several times before." This sounded a little unreasonable, and her eyes wandered for a while, trying to find a more convincing reason, "I mean, if it's just a small problem, maybe there's no need to bother the doctor... ..."

Maybe the cold really affected her state a bit, she could clearly feel the stumbling block in her words, felt a little embarrassed for a while, and her voice gradually lowered.

"Ok."

"Huh?" Riya looked up in surprise.

Was it so easy to be persuaded? It was really unexpected.

"Don't rush to be happy just now." Facing the little emotions she showed almost straightforwardly on her face today and could be seen through at a glance, Matsuda Jinpei worked hard to hold back her smile, and explained the conditions leisurely.

"Show me the results of the temperature measurement first. If you have a low fever, take your medicine obediently; if your temperature is too high, you should go to the doctor together. It's okay, right?"

"this is okay too."

Thinking about it, it seemed that there was no problem. She just resisted going to the hospital, and she didn't really want to delay the treatment.

So he nodded in agreement and asked him to go in and wait on the sofa, while Riya went to find the thermometer in the medicine cabinet by himself.

And behind her, Matsuda Jinpei finally couldn't bear it anymore, bowed his head and laughed silently.

...Today, it was really easy to coax. He obviously didn't specify the specific criteria for overheating at all. Isn't this the right to choose?

Riya, who came back with a thermometer and a few boxes of cold medicine, didn't notice it, and sat beside him and began to measure seriously.

In order to prevent her from cheating by reducing time, the curly-haired youth took the initiative to start the topic, and his eyes fell on the kitchen, which seemed to have no trace of short-term use: "Did you not eat at noon today?"

"...I haven't thought about what to eat yet." In fact, I overslept and had an emergency, and completely forgot about it.

Her voice was obviously guilty, Matsuda Jinhei nodded noncommittally, and let it go for now: "Remember to ask for leave tomorrow and have a good rest... Is the work that requires a business trip over?"

Mentioning this, the mysterious artificial intelligence, the contact information of the organization BOSS and the arrangement of "self" came to mind again.

Since the contact process was not long yesterday, the artificial intelligence had no clue.However, Li Ya could see that the artificial intelligence didn't seem to be so trusted, but was faintly feared.

There is no camera in the room where the data is stored, and the only computer is not connected to a network cable at all, and is only used for data storage; and from Shirley's tone, the paper experiment data has not, and will not be converted into electronic files in the future.

Moreover, in terms of the scope of use, artificial intelligence only replaces part of the low-level management and supervision, and all permissions still need to be manually activated; at present, the organization BOSS has not let go of artificial intelligence to expand to the outside world.

On the contrary, judging from the incident of the Syndora Group, he is even using this artificial intelligence as a template to try to create a new one.

The contact information of organizing the BOSS is only to allow her to disguise better in case of emergency, so that she will not be easily used for the time being; and the video left by herself is even more cloudy and vague, the core meaning is "everything is in the plan "...but she felt nothing.

No, it's not completely without traces. For example, the "Investigator's Diary", in fact, now that I think about it, the name itself implies something.

As the name suggests, a diary is a record of daily life, which can be written in the past or in the present, but this diary she owns is trying to show her the "future", and it seems that she is eagerly expecting her to change something.

Complicated thoughts flashed by, but facing the seemingly careless curly-haired young man beside him, Riya just waved them all away in the blink of an eye, and looked back with a calm smile: "It's all over, as long as you write in the past few days Just hand in a report."

"Hey?"

The cheek was pinched lightly, with a force that was neither light nor heavy but very existential.

She looked at him in astonishment, but saw that the other party had no restraint, and even pulled it a little harder: "Two jobs are too hard...Then take sick leave for the next week and rest at home, can you agree?"

"Okay." Anyway, the mission report can be written at home, and it's not important to search a lesson, so she agreed very happily.

Confirming that the time is absolutely enough, Matsuda slowly let go of his hand, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The time is up, let's see the result.

— 38.1 degrees Celsius.

"Looks like it's just a small problem." It was just slightly beyond the range of low-grade fever, and Riya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling inexplicably proud.

Even so, the curly-haired youth supervised her and quickly drank the medicine.

"Matsuda-kun, are you going back now?"

When he put down the water glass and saw him stand up suddenly, Riya caught off guard and grabbed his cuff in a hurry, then reacted immediately, let go hastily, and coughed lightly: "I mean, I just sent you out."

"It's okay." With slightly curved eyes, Matsuda Jinhei turned his gaze away caringly, not looking at the sudden flush on her cheeks, but his voice couldn't help but smile, "Just wait for a few minutes."

He went out in a good mood and turned left, as if he had gone back to his home to pick up something.

Sitting on the sofa and waiting for a while, bored, Riya was staring at the transparent panel in the air, and suddenly smelled a burst of fragrance from far to near.

Is this... the smell of tomatoes and beef?

The drowsiness that had just been brewing suddenly disappeared. She put away the panel, and was shocked to see the curly-haired young man walking in with an insulated box and closing the door. He walked naturally to the kitchen area and began to take out rice and soup.

In fact, it was expected, after all, before we went to the cafeteria for lunch together, Riya occasionally spotted his bento... But making soup and making simple cold meals are not at the same level at all!

This is because the other party didn't wear sunglasses or a suit jacket today, otherwise the sense of disobedience would be enough to make everyone who knew him stand there in a daze.

"What kind of expression is that?" Turning around, she saw her straightforward look of astonishment. Matsuda raised her eyebrows and smiled helplessly. "I've lived alone for a long time, so it's normal to know how to cook."

"...It just feels very impactful." She murmured in a low voice.

In particular, the tomato beef soup is very fragrant, and the beef is handled just right, which makes the impact even stronger.

"Matsuda-kun, when did you learn how to cook?" After washing the dishes, he couldn't help asking.

He propped his face with one hand and watched her sit beside him. The curly-haired young man smiled slightly on his brows and eyes, and his tone was lazy: "After work... I read the recipe and learned it in a short time."

"Before that, I didn't expect the cooking to be so simple." Maybe it was because the atmosphere was so warm that he unconsciously relaxed, and the topic continued naturally, "Because Hagiwara always brings me bentos."

So it was natural to think it was unnecessary, Riya nodded slightly understandingly.

"Mr. Hagiwara, are you interested in cooking?"

"It's just because people often give it away... Speaking of which, that guy prefers to spend his time on racing cars and, uh, socializing." Matsuda Jinhei temporarily changed to a more euphemistic term.

"Their family took good care of me. They would let me have dinner with Hagi since elementary school, and even prepare double portions of the New Year's money." Slightly lowered his eyes, he felt a slightly cold hand quietly holding his fingers, so he smiled at her consolingly After a while, "And Hagi has always been my best friend, I am very grateful."

Using the situation of his own family as a substitute, Riya immediately felt a little empathy: Aren't these brothers and sisters who are not related by blood.

After opening her mouth several times, she unconsciously lowered her voice when she finally spoke: "I think Matsuda-kun deserves to be treated like this... because you always remember Officer Hagiwara."

Whether it is the emails that are still being sent to this day, or the resolutely coming to the search section to track down the suspect, Matsuda Jinpei has never let down this friendship.

"We will definitely catch that person this year," Liya stressed while holding his palm with a little force, "We are together."

His eyes softened unconsciously, and he responded with a smile: "Okay, let's go together."

If we go together this year, that guy Hagi will definitely be scared. In fact, he didn't expect that he would be the fastest besides the squad leader.

Thinking of this, I seem to feel a little more relaxed.

Next, he turned to other topics and continued to chat for a few words. Matsuda Jinpei quickly noticed that the blue eyes that had just been clear were gradually infected by sleepiness.

Maybe the effect of the medicine finally took effect, and the person who was still in good spirits started to yawn in the blink of an eye, but he had to hold on.

"Do you want to go back to the bedroom and sleep for a while?"

If it wasn't for his sharp eyesight and quick hands to catch the person back, he would have fallen towards the coffee table, Matsuda felt a little helpless while being amused.

The sudden stop in the air made Riya wake up in an instant, and after a few seconds of dazedness, he subconsciously pushed his hand away: "There are still unwritten reports... I will sleep again later."

Today's cold symptoms are not serious, so I will finish writing early, anyway, it won't take too long.

"... Forget it," he hesitated, Matsuda Jinpei finally changed the subject, "Can I ask Riya to bring me a blanket?"

"No problem, just a moment."

In the temporary waking state of a suspended sleep, she got up when she heard the sound, and walked steadily into the bedroom to get a thin blanket.But when I handed it to him, I still couldn't help blinking a few times quickly, trying to drive away the drowsiness that shrouded it again.

But just after sitting down, she realized that she still forgot something: "...forgot to bring the computer."

Just about to get up again, the sudden darkness that covered her head made her stunned, and her sleepy nerves almost stopped functioning, but under the tenacious drive of will, she barely exerted its final effect.

"Matsuda-kun... what are you doing?"

The thin blanket was adjusted, and the black eyes with a bright smile came into view from close at hand: "I'm going to take a lunch break."

"But I don't want to sleep yet..." She struggled weakly, but her eyelids drooped heavily.

"I know," Matsuda Jinpei unfolded the blanket casually, hugged her and leaned back slowly, with a low voice, "just take it with me."

Seeing that she was barely opening her eyes, he simply covered her with one hand, and firmly helped her make a decision: "Okay, you will sleep right away."

At the moment before she finally couldn't resist and was about to fall into a dark dream, feeling the stable temperature coming from the fabric beside her, Riya smiled unconsciously.

In fact, it doesn't matter what the previous plan is, she will definitely continue to complete the task given by the dice.

...if only to keep him alive.