wait for dawn

It was the Chinese conversation between the two that seemed like a bible in his ears.

"Bring someone of unknown origin home, Miss Qingqing, what are you thinking?!"

"You want to entertain international friends warmly, and he doesn't look like a bad person." Hearing the voice of disapproval, Lin Qingqing frowned helplessly, trying to collect her poor vocabulary to organize her reasons, but unexpectedly, something different from what she expected The completely opposite effect made the girl's voice over the phone even more high-pitched.

"...Is there no evil in foreign countries? Can a bad person mark his face as a bad person?"

"But his clothes are almost soaked, and there is no hotel nearby... Besides, it's impossible to let an unfamiliar international friend live and sleep in this endless countryside in a miserable state, right?"

"God... Sister Qingqing, when will you change your bad intentions! Can ordinary foreigners who come to travel or work go to this remote place?"

"Hey Alan! You said this is a remote place! Maybe this gentleman appeared here because of some accident and got lost with his companion... If you don't know the way in this remote forest, you may not even live. Going down will be a difficult task, right?" Hearing the silence on the other side of the microphone, Lin Qingqing sighed softly, "Alan, I know, 'that incident' has always made you worry about it, so now you are very suspicious of strangers But I assure you, that gentleman's eyes are very clear and sincere... Ah Lan, you have to believe that there are still a lot of good people in this world. And no matter how good a person's acting skills are, his eyes will definitely not change when he is planning something Consciously showing flaws, but this person..."

"...Understood, as long as you are happy."

"Alan is the best."

"=皮= Don't talk to me in such a soothing tone!"

"Ah."

The sun fell on the corners of Lin Qingqing's slightly raised lips, covering them with warm arcs.

The brightness without the slightest haze seems to be able to drive away all unhappiness.

"(English) Well, sir, there is no hotel near here. If you don't mind, you can ask the person next to you to take you to our residence for a while."

"Won't this... bother you?"

"Well, the person next to you is a bad person. Even if you tear down her house, she probably won't say anything," the girl Lin Qingqing called Lan spoke briskly, but after finishing the first half of the sentence, she suddenly After a turn, he changed into a dark and mysterious tone, "However, if you really dare to do that... Hehehe, my temper is not as good as the one next to you."

Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help chuckling at the girl's pretentious threat.

Just imagine an immature kid, with a straight face like a little adult, sternly warning adults not to invade his territory...

Suppressing the curvature of the corners of his lips, Tsunayoshi Sawada suddenly raised an inexplicable expectation, wanting to see what this pretentious little girl looks like.

>>

As the girl on the phone said, this place is very secluded, with few people, let alone a hotel.

After following Lin Qingqing for about half an hour, he saw an elegant small bungalow on a wide lawn among the vast bushes.

Pausing, Lin Qingqing pointed to the bungalow, and then stepped forward to knock on the door.

Mi Bai's door was opened.

The one who opened the door was a girl about 14 years old. Her expression was a kind of extreme An Tian. She just nodded symbolically when she saw Tsunayoshi Sawada. She didn't have the curiosity of ordinary girls of this age when they saw strange foreign men. look up.

But the moment he saw the face of the girl who opened the door, Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but hold his breath in surprise.

The girl with black hair and black pupils has a typical oriental appearance. There is a bright smile on the corner of her lips, but the shallow vigilance in her eyes is not very concealed.

But these were all expected, and not the reason why Tsunayoshi Sawada was so surprised.

What really shocked him was that the girl's appearance...was at least five points similar to Lan Ling.

Although his consciousness is still at the stage where he can't think, long-term social activities have given him an instinct for stress.

"(English) Hello, excuse me...I'm Sawada."

Huh?Japanese……? !

Seeing the young man's oriental appearance, combined with his poor English pronunciation and strange surname, Lan Ling gripped the doorknob tightly in astonishment.

"(English) Hello...please come in." After thinking for a moment, the girl spit out fluent Japanese, "(Japanese) My name is 'Lin Lan', and the person next to you is 'Lin Qingqing',"

"'Lin Lan'?" Hearing the unexpected name, Zetian Tsunayoshi's eyes widened, "Is it... Shuangmulin, Shui Lanlan...?"

Lin Lan was slightly startled.She pronounced her name with a partial Chinese pronunciation, how can this person guess...

Also, is there a word for Lan in Japanese Kanji?

"How did you... Mr. Sawada know?"

...Is it really Ah Ling?

Seeing Lin Lan's question in obvious bewilderment, Tsunayoshi Zetian pulled his lower lip, but still maintained a gentle look: "It just so happened that there was a Chinese friend I knew before with the same name..."

"...That's a coincidence." Lin Lan nodded half-believingly, turned his head, met Lin Qingqing who was staring at them puzzledly, and couldn't help but smile with a sly and malicious intention, "Boss Qing , What are you still doing at the door? The guests you brought back are reluctant to step in the door."

Lin Qingqing covered her face blankly, and in the next second, she ran behind Tsunayoshi Sawada, who could be considered rude, and pushed him into the room with half a push.

"Mr. Zetian, let's go into the room and change your clothes, so as not to catch a cold." After speaking in Chinese, Lin Qingqing remembered that the other party could not understand Chinese at all, and couldn't help covering her forehead even more vigorously.

Seeing Lin Qingqing half-forcibly pushing him into the room, followed by a look of frustration, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't understand.

"Pfft..." Lin Lan tried hard to keep a straight face, so as not to irritate a thin-skinned elder sister with her uncontrollable laughter.She picked up the clean shirt and trousers that had been prepared on the sofa, stuffed them into Tsunayoshi Sawada's arms, pointed to the room at the end of the corridor on the first floor, and started the translation work, " (Japanese) Mr. Sawada, my sister told you to go to the bathroom first and change your clothes—we are not good at taking care of the sick.”

Smiling helplessly, Tsunayoshi Zetian took the clothes that were forced on him, and after taking a deep look at Lin Lan who was smiling and waving at him, he thanked him and walked to the bathroom.

Watching Zetian walk into the bathroom and close the frosted glass door, Lin Lan suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.

"Wow, Xiao Lanzi, that Zetian looks at you a little strangely." Lin Qingqing smirked and put her arms around Lin Lan's neck, with obvious ambiguous teasing in her eyes, "Could it be that she fell in love with our lovely Xiao Lan?" kid?"

"=皮=Don't call me this little eunuch, huh!" Baring his teeth, Lin Lan rolled his eyes indecently: "Please, Sister Qing, do you think everyone is the same as Lin Yuan's lolicon Abnormal? Besides, love at first sight is unbelievable, right?"

Having said that, from the bottom of my heart, I also expressed disdain for these twists and turns, but Lin Lan couldn't help blushing.

——To be honest, that guy's eyes seem to be... hmph, he shows such tender eyes that make people blush and heartbeat when he meets a girl for the first time, maybe he is a playboy who has been in love for a long time, right?

A 14-year-old girl who was in her second year of middle school decisively gave a cross to the young man she had just met in her heart.

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"Alas--!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi had just changed his clothes when he suddenly screamed.The familiar voice shattered the luster in his eyes.

His body shape changed, and he rushed to the source of the sound at a speed that was hard to discern with the naked eye.

"A Ling!"

He slammed open the half-covered door, and the loud noise made Lin Lan, who was screaming in terror, subconsciously look sideways.

Lin Lan, who had tears in his eyes, was obviously taken aback.

"Mr. Zetian? You...?" In the middle of speaking, Lin Lan suddenly realized, and his face sank suddenly.She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada with a bit of rigidity, her slightly pursed lips and blunt words clearly showed a slight dissatisfaction, "Mr. Don’t you think it’s a bad and rude thing to trespass on the master—especially a lady’s room when you’re not here?”

Seeing the girl with a still childish face saying the word "Ms." with a straight face, Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but laugh.

"I heard screams, so..." Seeing that Lin Lan's face flushed suddenly because of his explanation, he curled his lips imperceptibly, "I'm really sorry to barge in without knowing the situation. "

"Uh, that, no, it's me..." Lin Lan, who realized that he was wrong, was at a loss for words.She glanced at Tsunayoshi Sawada in confusion, quickly got up from the sofa and poured a cup of tea for him, the expression of embarrassment on her face became more and more clear, "Mr. Sawada...uh...I didn't figure it out That's right, sorry."

"Needless to say hug..." He opened his lips and was about to say something when eerie music suddenly came from the TV.

"Hey——" Lin Lan continued to hold her head tearfully, and the teacup that was originally held in her hand was also dropped from her hand, and it hit the ground with a "slap", the porcelain fragments shattered, and water droplets splashed, blowing Zetian Tsunayoshi and herself shoes get wet.

"..."

"T0T, I'm sorry!" Lin Lan, who was in a panic with his head in his arms, was in a panic, at a loss as to what to do.

"—Be careful!" Seeing that Lin Lan, who was walking in disorder, was about to step on the sharp cracked porcelain beside her, Tsunayoshi Zetian hurriedly gave her a hand.