[Net King] July Hokkaido

Although I don't know why Akita Masako asked Yagyu to go to the kitchen to get pastries when Yagyu was on stage, but I don't need to think about it to know that she must have no good intentions, but now she has a legitimate reason to leave the venue.

The kitchen of Atobe's house is always stocked with all kinds of snacks, so it's okay to stay for a while and go back, anyway, Akita Masako's original intention was to drive her away.

She asked the housekeeper about the location of the study, and was planning to read a book to pass the time with a plate of snacks.

The study is on the ground floor, so it doesn't take long to get there.Concerned about whether she could find books related to Huaguo, she finally found a few books on the top shelf, "Three Hundred Tang Poems", and a few ancient classical Chinese books, such as "The Analects of Confucius" .

I didn't expect there to be such a book in the Atobe mansion, and I don't know if the uncle can read it himself.

While she was thinking this way, she sat down by the bookshelf.

The study is very quiet, only the rustling of the curtains as the wind blows, and the ticking of the ancient clock, everything is unbelievably quiet.

She raised her chin and watched the curtains dance with the wind, like a girl's swaying skirt. Inexplicably, the scene of the boy Fujii in the movie "Love Letter" appeared in her mind, and the scene of the boy Fujii sitting by the window sill, and the wind was blowing his hair. It was once regarded as the most heartwarming scene of conferring gods in the whole drama.

Probably that kind of warm feeling is what everyone is looking forward to having.

"Like reading Chinese characters?"

The boy's voice came out of nowhere, the voice was fascinating, very magnetic, as deep as a violin.

Pian Wuliang raised his head and met the boy's blue eyes. Fragments of sunlight passed through the hem of his clothes, shining his figure on the wall behind him, like a mural forever.

"Um."

The other party sat down beside her calmly in her sight, and took out a book from the shelf above.

"Is this location not bad?" The boy casually flipped through the novel in his hand and asked, turning his head to look at Shangpian Wuliang's puzzled eyes, and explained with a smile: "Because I also like this location very much. All the family members will nest here for half a day."

After the mist cooled down, I realized that I was sitting in someone else's seat, and I was about to stand up, but the other party pressed my shoulders and sat down again.

"But I don't mind, there is someone to share this place with me."

The sun shines in, and the warmth slowly envelops the body from behind. His voice is deep, a little hoarse, but it carries an indescribable charm. Every word he utters sounds like a It's the feeling of sunshine.

Katagiri Ryo glanced at the book in his hand and asked, "Ninzu-kun likes to read romance novels?"

The boy nodded, and his eyes fell on the page again.

Katagiri Ryo inexplicably remembered the 50 secrets about Ninja Yushi that he read in the formula book in his previous life. Among them, it was written that the reason why he likes to read romantic youth novels is because he wants to learn more about the psychology of girls. When confessing, be able to say rejection words that don't hurt the other party.

Whether it is true or not, this reason sounds a little dumbfounding.

"It can be seen that Ninzu-kun is a very gentle person."

The boy seemed to be used to hearing such words, he just smiled and said nothing, but was very interested in the Analects in her hand.

"Where is Pianwusang, have you ever studied Chinese characters?"

"Well, I usually like to read when I have nothing to do, and I learned a little over time."

"It's rare for an adolescent girl to be interested in such an obscure and difficult language as Huaguo."

Pian Wuliang didn't continue to talk about this topic.

"Aren't Ninzu-kun going to play? Maybe Atobe-kun is looking for you."

"Ah," the boy showed a resigned look on his face, "It's not too much to take a break at halftime, but Pianwusang will keep it a secret for me."

"it is good."

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, they just quietly looked at the books in their hands.

There is a faint smell of books in the air, and there is the slight rustling sound of flipping books. Time is quiet and slow, with a provocative atmosphere, which makes people involuntarily indulge in it.

After the short needle on the wall crossed a small grid, Pian Wuliang rubbed his slightly numb neck, put the book back on the shelf, and left the study room with the boy.

Pian Wuliang brought snacks from the kitchen, and the two walked towards the field together. The boy helped her carry the plate very gentlemanly, so that she could write conveniently.

"Pianwusang, it's convenient to ask your voice..."

Before he could speak, there was the sound of Xiang Hiyake yelling from the stadium, and in the next second, he saw a figure rushing up and pounced on Yushi Ninzu.

"Yushi, you are so slow."

Affected by inertia, Renzu Yushi's foot became unsteady, and he hugged Yueren, and both of them fell to the ground.

Katagiri stared blankly at the scene of Xiang Hiyake lying on Ninaku Yushi, and after a few seconds, he slowly closed his wide mouth, and calmly turned away his eyes, indicating that he didn't see anything.

Colleagues do not deceive me.

Even though she hid it well, Yuji Ninzu could still see the expression of smirk on her face.

A cross fell gorgeously from the top of his head.

"Yue Ren, get up for me."

Pian Wuliang was glad that the dim sum held in Yushi Renzu's hand did not suffer along with it.

He fixed his glasses, and looked awkwardly at Pian Wuliang, who was standing aside and forcibly suppressing a smile. The latter caught a glimpse of his gaze, and gave him a playful wink, indicating that he hadn't seen it. He couldn't help but touch his forehead even more, and sighed softly.

"Yushi, where did you go just now?" Xiang Riyue stood next to Ninzu Yushi, poked his head out to look at Kakiryo, and looked at her in surprise, "Hey, you are that... that..."

Just as Pian Wuliang was about to tell him his own name, he heard the young man pointing at her with a sudden realization, "It's the girl from Lihai who makes delicious cakes."

Very long prefix.But still can't remember her name.

"..."

She laughed dumbly.

Ninzu Yushi felt even more tired.

At that time, Keigo Atobe's voice sounded.

"You guys, how long are you going to stand and talk, huh?"

The three of them entered the arena quickly, and Ryo Katagiri walked to the place where Li Hai's large group of people were, and handed the snacks to Akita Masako, who smiled and asked, "Lianjiang and Bingdi's Ninzu-kun came here together just now, so why are you here so soon?" Have you become good friends?"

There was an extraordinarily bright smile on the other party's face, the meaning was unknown, and there was naked provocation in the eyes looking at her.

The other people standing next to him also looked over.

"Probably because it's easier to talk to."

A faint and unfamiliar smile appeared on Pian Wuliang's face, avoiding the tricky question she asked just now.

Nioh Masaharu put one hand on Yagyu Hiroshi's shoulder and smiled in an unusually serious way, "Did your partner lose his mind just now?"

Yagyu Hiroshi pushed his glasses and said calmly, "You are wrong, Nioh."

"Puff~"

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Although I don't know why I caught a cold, but Ryo Katagiri really felt that he was very uncomfortable. After reading it in the study with the young boy that day, he had a fever that night.

Although Mr. Atobe said "she is not a gorgeous woman", he quickly called a doctor for her.Autumn Masako said she was worried, but she never came to see her, but Aki Atobe had been here several times. Every time a fighter suddenly appeared from behind her, young Jiro looked at her pitifully, hoping that she would Get well soon.

If you ignore the expression that he looks at her like a piece of cake, the credibility will be improved a lot.

She was lying on the bed, her mind was dizzy, and she shrank her hands and feet under the quilt after sending greetings to Pianwu Qianshan.It was a bit cold in the room, someone opened the window, and the coldness of winter came straight in.

At this point, they should all still be playing on the court, and no one should come.

But she didn't want to move at all.

She buried her whole body in the quilt, curled up into a ball, closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

When I fell into a drowsy sleep, I felt that the room was not as cold as it was at the beginning. There were slight footsteps by the bed and a faint fragrance.

Pian Wuliang murmured in a low voice, then fell asleep again.

When I woke up, the surroundings were quiet, only the small night light by the bed was lit with a faint warm yellow light, the windows were closed by someone, and the room was steaming with heat, warm as spring.

She was sleeping in a daze at the time, only knowing that someone had come in, but she didn't know who it was.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, which is a little familiar.

Probably a servant of the Atobe family.

Pian Wuliang didn't continue to think about it, but felt a little hungry, and planned to go downstairs to find something to eat. With Akita Masako's temperament, she would definitely leave nothing on the grounds that she couldn't eat anything, so she Most likely you need to do it yourself.

They should all be asleep at this point, Pian Wuliang went downstairs lightly all the way, couldn't help but sneezed softly near the stairs, and subconsciously covered his mouth.

The first floor was empty.Pian Wuliang walked all the way to the kitchen by memory.

Sure enough, you need to do it yourself.

So... Mr. Atobe probably won't mind using some ingredients from the Atobe family without authorization.Even if it is a small reward for making cakes for them these days.

Thinking of this, Pian Wuliang suddenly became more confident, and was about to open the refrigerator, when she caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the door of the kitchen from the corner of her eye, her hand trembled, and the plate in her hand almost didn't fall off.

After seeing clearly that the figure was Hiroshi Yagyu, she was deeply relieved.