And through the sticker

I dare not talk nonsense anymore.

Under the scorching gaze of a certain dark-skinned policeman/an, who was as hot as the sun, I decided to confess and be lenient.

I said weakly: "Actually——"

Dad took the lead to pick up what Mom said, and overwhelmed my voice with a high-pitched voice: "That must be a public/officer/officer! It sounds the most reliable and stable! Mengzi must like this the most!"

Mom blinked: "But I think black and astringent sounds very hot. Mengzi liked to read very hot black/Dao Princess Xiemei cartoons when she was a child."

Dad was shocked: "This black society must be ranked last!! We are good citizens who abide by the law!"

Mom: "But the one Mengzi talked about the longest seems to be the waiter, maybe I like this one the most."

Dad: "The order is the waiter, the civil servant, and the black club at the end."

Mom: "Yeah, that's pretty reasonable."

They looked at each other, with tacit smiles on their faces, as if they agreed with the conclusion drawn from this rigorous reasoning.

The ward was filled with a cheerful air.

I:"……"

I:"…………"

Feeling Furutani Rei's increasingly hot gaze, I felt guilty and restless.

Can't wait any longer, let them go on talking nonsense and you will enter the terrible abyss of the unknown! !

I wanted to stand up abruptly, but Dayi pointed to the door of the ward in awe-inspiring manner, and announced in a deep voice, "Actually, this is my boyfriend."

Very domineering!It can really show my blazing heart!

However, as soon as my buttocks were five centimeters off the sofa, my wound started to ache.

So, I could only get up very slowly, stretched out my hand tremblingly, and whispered, "Actually, this is my boyfriend."

After thinking about it, I spoke a little louder and added, "He's the only one."

...without any arrogance at all.

dad:"?"

Mother:"?"

They stared blankly at Jiang Gu Ling at the door.

Jiang Gu Ling showed a decent smile: "Mr. and wife, good morning. It's the first time we meet. I'm Jiang Gu Ling."

My dad received countless shocks this morning, and the psychological construction of "meeting Mengzi's boyfriend for the first time" that he had built up with great difficulty completely collapsed the moment he learned that junior Xiao Lin was not my boyfriend.

At this moment, my dad, who hadn't finished the second psychological training, could only wave his hand in a daze: "Ah... you... hello..."

My mother greeted me very enthusiastically for a while, then she seemed to casually lean into my ear, and asked again in a low volume that she thought:

"Is this a waiter, a public servant, or a black club? Tell mom quickly, so that I can adjust the content of the conversation more easily."

I:"……"

Me: "There was only one person!!!"

……

In my beautiful vision, the time to meet the parents should be during the trip to Nara.

For example, when I was buying deer senbei in Nara Park, I accidentally ran into my parents who often went there to feed deer.

The warm spring breeze.

A naive and somewhat ferocious deer.

My parents are in a good mood.

……

But the reality is skinny.

In the hospital filled with the smell of disinfectant, my parents, who experienced ups and downs in a short period of time, finally met my boyfriend Jiang Guling.

"He's an official/officer/member, very powerful, professional group!"

I don't want my parents to be exposed to those complicated things, so I explained it so simply.

My dad asked me in a low voice: "What about the waiter and the black club? Especially the black club, has it already been divided? Dad is very supportive!"

Listen to Jiang Guling from all directions: "..."

Me: "...Only public servants!! The other two are my nonsense!!"

Taking a sneak peek at Jiang Gu Ling's calm expression, I think he must have silently remembered all these things on me in his heart.

Me: "...QAQ"

Polite, personable, stable job, good looks, superior figure, clear voice.

What a mistake.

——This is all my mother's description of Jiang Guling, the kind she said in person.

I:"……"

And my dad's eyes almost straightened.

My dad kept nodding happily: "Very good, very good."

In my dad's opinion, it's good to obey the law.

He stared at Jiang Gu Ling with piercing eyes for a while, then turned his head and asked me furtively, "When will you get married?"

I pretended to be dead: "..."

Until he knew Jiang Gu Ling's age.

My dad was a little confused, but he still kept a smile on his face: "Oh oh oh."

Knowing that he said "oh oh oh" to mean tangled, my mother gave him a fierce look, and said coldly: "Oh what, mature men can take care of others, you know a fart."

My dad, who was inexplicably connoted, could only immediately agree: "...Mmm, a mature man can take care of others!"

My father is three years younger than my mother, an obvious sibling love.

I:"……"

...Although the process was very bumpy, anyway, the ending of meeting the parents this time is good!

My parents are very satisfied, and they are full of praise for Jiang Guling.

Satisfaction reached its peak when Fugu Ling brought out three fragrant meat and vegetarian dishes with a mouth-watering exquisite bento.

lunch time.

When my parents were discussing what to order for takeaway, Fugu Ling took out a few bento boxes from behind with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to prepare anything. This is a bento I made. The dishes are a bit simple. I wonder if Mr. Sasaki and Mrs. Sasaki are used to it."

The dishes are said to be simple, but the bento box is almost the size of a full Han banquet.

My dad's eyes are straighter.

He has already been grasped by Jiang Guling's culinary skills, rubbing his chin and appreciating: "The color of this Flambé...it looks delicious...This Chawanmushi also looks very good...Baked snails are also delicious. Great……"

My mother took out her mobile phone with firm eyes, began to pick out the filter, and slapped my dad's hand that was about to move towards the chopsticks: "Don't eat it, let me take a photo and post it on ins to show off what my son-in-law made meal."

I:"……?"

While my mother was taking pictures frantically, I tugged Jiang Gu Ling's sleeve and motioned him to bend down and put his ear closer: "Where did you get it?"

Although Jiang Gu Ling just left with an excuse to go out and make a phone call, but it can't be that he went out to cook...?

This was done too quickly.

Jiang Gu Ling bent down slightly obediently, chuckled, and said in a low voice: "I borrowed the kitchen of the restaurant next door."

I:"……"

Me: "Wait, the first time you went out to make a phone call in the morning..."

Jiang Gu Ling said frankly: "I went to buy ingredients."

I didn't know where to start complaining: "..."

I finally chose a point worth complaining about: "How do you know my parents will come today???"

And it happened to be a dish that my parents like very much.

As if he had heard some joke, Jiang Gu Ling glanced at me lightly, then at my mother who was still enthusiastically taking pictures and at my salivating father, and said softly: "Mengzi, I used to do intelligence work in the black society. work."

He dragged out his voice, deliberately emphasizing the tone of "Hei Shi Hui".

I was silent for a moment: "..."

Jiang Gu Ling didn't continue to discuss this topic further, put a lunch box in front of me, and said softly: "Hurry up and have lunch."

It is a well-matched nutritious and healthy sick meal with complete color, flavor and taste.

Although it is a sick meal, it is not a bland porridge or rice cereal.

Vegetable soup, salad platter, and a fluffy and fragrant omelet rice.

The omurice even has a bunny drawn in ketchup.

I tasted it.

……Delicious.

I can't help but think of the sick meal I prepared for Jiang Guling last time.

Goji berry tonic soup.

I was immediately ashamed: "..."

In order to reduce the sense of shame in my heart, I patted a rainbow fart while eating: "You really know how to take care of the patients, it's super delicious, your cooking skills are really good, and you know so many dishes."

Jiang Gu Ling propped his chin calmly, and after a while, said leisurely: "Yes."

I always feel like he didn't finish his sentence.

Sure enough, he added unhurriedly: "After all, I was your firstcrush waiter before."

I ate as quietly as a chicken: "..."

My parents wanted to stay with me in the hospital for a few more days, but I finally persuaded them to leave.

"You are actually very busy at work, aren't you? Running around early in the morning, it's better to go back and rest early."

I say this very seriously.

My parents seem like an extremely unreliable couple.

When I was in elementary school, our family lived in Tokyo just like the Atobe family.

One day, after my parents went on a trip, they thought the deer in Nara were cute and the scenery was beautiful.

...so we moved to Nara the next day! !

At that time, my mother told me with certainty: "Mengzi, life is not long, you should work hard to get what you like, don't procrastinate."

My dad added: "But you must abide by the rules and laws, now is a society ruled by law."

The elementary school student who was still biting his finger at that time—me: "..."

Although they may seem freewheeling, they are actually very busy workaholics.

Taking charge of a company is not an easy job, there are endless meetings, documents, receptions...

They are working hard to pave the way for me, and I hope it will be easier when I take over in the future.

My mother pretended to sigh deeply: "Mengzi has matured a lot, she is usually stupid, but it's easy to lie."

I:"……"

My dad looked like an evil villain: "Has the person who stabbed you been arrested? If he hasn't been arrested, I will take those bodyguards to ruthlessly—"

Me: "..." Didn't you just say that we must abide by the law! !

I sneaked a sneaky glance at Rei Fuguya, the law-abiding representative of Mihua Town who was standing aside, and signaled my dad not to mention it with my eyes.

Me: "... By the way! Remember to bring back that large group of bodyguards! I don't want it!"

My dad: QAQ

...Ah, actually the wound still hurts.

But I don't want them to worry.

A large wave of people came and went in a hurry.

The uneventful morning passed quickly.

In the afternoon, only Jiang Gu Ling and I were left in the ward again.

After changing the medicine, I lay idly on the hospital bed and played with my mobile phone.

Jiang Gu Ling went out to talk to the doctor about something, and when he came back, he sat on the edge of the bed with his tablet and looked down at the documents.

I leaned over unconsciously, staring at the phone screen, and rested my head on his lap very naturally.

"..." The moment I lay down, I realized that my behavior was a bit too natural.

Normally, when Rei Fuguya and I met, there would always be a lot of physical contact, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

For example, we have to rely on each other when we watch TV shows together, and when we get together to play games, we sometimes pinch our waists and rub our faces.

I don’t know when, I seem to have subtly developed the habit of posting anytime, anywhere...

I:"……"

Wait, I seem to be still subconsciously adapting to many things under the influence of various gestures, intentional or unintentional, psychological hints, and language hints! !

For example, when he was at the entrance of the haunted house last time, he told me repeatedly that he could get closer to him when he was afraid.

When I used to go to haunted houses, I usually put my arms around my chest and pretended to be an ostrich.

... As a result, after entering the haunted house, the first thought that flashed through my mind when I was afraid was to grab his hand.

Just when I wanted to list these examples one by one in my mind, Jiang Gu Ling suddenly asked: "Will I block you?"

He moved his arm and motioned for me to see if it would block the phone screen.

I won't."

Jiang Guling smiled: "That's good."

Being interrupted by him like this, I forgot what I just thought of.

...Forget it, think about it next time.

Just when I was wondering whether to move my head away as if nothing had happened, I lowered the tablet unintentionally as I looked down at the bottom of the tablet.

His slightly bent arm to support the tablet also moved down a little accordingly, just blocking the way I moved away.

I:"……"

Forget it, just sleep on it.

Turning over specifically to move my head... It's so troublesome, I'm too lazy to move, it's quite comfortable here.

So I lay down on his lap with peace of mind.

...Well, it's surprisingly soft.

Do muscles become soft when not exerting force?

...No, the thighs are already soft.

I moved and moved to a softer position.

After playing with my phone for a while, I suddenly felt that something was wrong in this quiet and peaceful afternoon.

I lazily raised my eyelids, and looked at Fugu Ling wonderingly, "Why didn't you go to work today? Didn't you go in the morning?"

Jiang Gu Ling, who is unshakable and lingering with work for hours every day, didn't go to work!

Great news!

Hearing the sound, he turned away from staring at the screen, looked down at me, and held the tablet with his hand very naturally: "It's going up."

I:"?"

Telecommuting?

Maybe it's because it's the New Year's period, and work isn't so busy... right?

I changed the subject: "What did you just talk to the doctor about? Is my discharge done?"

Jiang Gu Ling's tone was gentle: "I can't leave the hospital."

I was shocked: "Why??? Yesterday the doctor clearly told me that the wound is not serious, you can go home to recuperate?? Why did you change your mind today???"

Although my wound is painful, it is not very deep.

You can go home and recuperate.

The more I thought about it, the more bizarre it became, and I subconsciously wanted to sit up: "I'll go talk to the doctor—"

Furutani Rei held the tablet with one hand, and gently held me down with one free hand.

Unable to exert myself due to abdominal pain, I fell back onto his lap with a snap.

Jiang Gu Ling's gaze was a little serious: "First of all, from last night to now, how many times have you almost pulled the wound? What if it becomes infected or ruptures?"

The tone was a little harsh.

I thought I covered it up well: "..."

He continued to say seriously: "Secondly, you also have injuries on the back of your neck, and it's not convenient for you to apply medicine yourself."

"Finally, the hospital has nutritious patient meals every day, and you don't even need to worry about what to eat every day."

I:"……"

How come there is a feeling of reporting speeches during a meeting...

The theme is "A Feasibility Analysis of the Issue of Whether Sasaki Yumeko Can Go Home"...

As if the expression on my face was too dissatisfied, Fugu Ling put the tablet aside and poked my face with his finger to show comfort.

"You should stay in the hospital."

The voice is much warmer.

I beeped softly: "Living in the hospital is boring... so boring..."

There is nothing delicious and fun, I only have one mobile phone to play.

I added: "The patient meals in the hospital are terrible! To order takeaway here, you even have to go to the lobby on the first floor to get it! Running up and down hurts even more!"

Jiang Gu Ling's lips curved slightly, listening to my beep quietly.

After a while, he spoke again.

"You really don't want to be hospitalized so much?"

I nodded like a pounding garlic: "Yeah."

Speaking of which, he can almost fulfill every request Fugu Ling put forward.

For example, the sick meal he made is delicious...and the way he applied the medicine to me today is also very skillful and gentle...he seems to know a lot about bandaging, medicine, recuperation and nursing...

I blinked, my eyes moving slightly.

Furuya Zero looked at me sincerely for a moment, then said lightly:

"Then do you want to move in with me during the period before you recover from the knife wound?"

The tone is very natural and calm, as if talking about today's weather.

I:"?"