[wangwang] pedophile

On the way home, Akimoto's cell phone rang.

"Miss Chiyo."

Hearing that it was a young man's voice, Akimoto softened her tone, and even though the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see her, she still showed a relaxed smile. "Ah, it's Zhou Zhu. I'm on my way and I'm almost home."

"Be careful when driving and don't answer the phone while driving."

"No problem, it's an external call, which doesn't affect my driving." Akimoto said while opening the phone settings, connecting to the Bluetooth in the car, and setting the call to external.The boy's voice came out through the car stereo, and the sound was distorted, which made her frown.

Hearing what Akimoto said, the boy didn't insist anymore. "Well, it's okay. I'm in the supermarket. Is there anything I can buy for home?"

"Well, it doesn't need anything." Akimoto thought for a while and said.

"I'm going to the supermarket to buy a diary, do sister Chiyo need to bring one?" The boy held the phone between his ears and shoulders, and compared each other with a notebook in his left and right hands.The style of the two notebooks is the same, except that the notebook in the left hand is blue, and the notebook in the right hand is pink.

"No, I have a notebook that I can use." She has many empty notebooks to record her writing inspiration.

Zhou Zhu: "Then Chiyo will write a diary today?"

Akimoto: "Well...it's agreed, isn't it?"

A boy's chuckle came from the opposite side.

Hearing the boy's laughter, she was inexplicably ashamed. "I promise to do it."

"Yes, Chiyo has always been like this." Zhou Zhu said reassuringly

"It's good that you know." She said rather self-deprecatingly.

Zhou Zhu: "Then let's exchange tomorrow."

"Isn't it exchanged once a week?" After she agreed, she carefully checked the details online, and generally gave suggestions for weekly exchanges.

"Oh? Is there any way to say it? I still think it's good to exchange the next day." The boy decisively denied her.

His natural tone made Qiuben wonder if her bad information was out of date?Is it so popular in schools now?

She blinked, "This will be very stressful."

"Really? Hehe, sister Chiyo, please drive well, we'll talk about it when we get home."

Seeing that Fuji finally hung up the phone, Kikumaru came over. "Fuer, the phone has never stopped when I came to the supermarket. Come on, help me to see, should I buy the strawberry flavor or the orange flavor?" He held two toothpastes in one hand and waved them in front of Fuji , the pink ones should be strawberry flavored and the orange ones should be orange flavored.

"Well, let me see." Fuji said in a long voice. "Why doesn't toothpaste taste like mustard?"

"Oh, super perverted!" Kikumaru exclaimed.

Pointing to the pink tube, Bu Er said, "Then take this?"

Hearing his choice, Kikumaru became even more entangled. He hesitated for a while, and then held both toothpastes in his hands. "I can use them quickly," he said, planning to buy both.

The next morning, as soon as Akimoto went downstairs, he could smell the mellow coffee smell in the room.She sniffed and felt that the taste was very good, but she said, "Don't drink coffee on an empty stomach in the morning, Zhou Zhu."

The boy poked his head out from the kitchen. "I know. Sister Chiyo, would you like to have a drink too?"

"Then thank you."

Walking into the kitchen, it turned out that the boy had even prepared breakfast.

Akimoto checked the time to make sure he hadn't overslept. "Well, Zhou Zhu woke up so early." She complained in a lazy voice.

The boy rolled his eyes. "Just sit outside, and I'll get it." He went back and forth between the kitchen and the living room twice, and brought breakfast for two people to the dining table.

"Here, your coffee. I used latte art, how about it?"

The brown coffee has patterns of white vein growth.The bottom leaves are semi-arc-shaped, the upper leaves are small like new shoots, and the middle rows of leaves are heart-shaped on both sides.The pattern is exquisite and lovely, giving people a sense of vitality and a sense of hierarchy.

"Excellent craftsmanship." Akimoto extended his thumb and WINKed it.

The boy shook the notebook with a blue cover. "Hey, Miss Chiyo hasn't forgotten this, right?"

"Well, it's on my table, I'll go up and get it later." Qiuben also remembered this, and prepared the diary specially, but she felt that it was a bit silly to take it down when she had breakfast in the morning, and felt embarrassed, so she simply Put it on the table so that she can pick it up whenever she wants. .

"Is it on the table? You eat slowly, I'll get it, and put this book on the table for you by the way."

"Also... also good. It's in the most conspicuous place."

After Akimoto had breakfast, washed the dishes and came back to his room, he saw that the brown notebook on his desk had been replaced by the boy's blue notebook.I feel a little weird in my heart.

Before she could sit down and look through the pages, the boy said outside the door: "I'm off to school, see you tonight, Miss Qiandai."

"Ah," Akimoto closed the notebook suddenly, feeling a little ashamed for no reason. "See you tonight."

One bang, then decline.The action just now was interrupted, and she was no longer eager to read the boy's diary.

She put the notebook aside and went to change clothes and wash.After she finished packing, she solemnly opened the book.

Diary writing is very simple.I wrote down how to answer questions for Kikumaru, who was secretly sleeping during class.I wrote that the flowers in the school's flower pond are blooming, and they are very beautiful.I also wrote that the training went well, A Tao and Xun quarreled again, and Qi Qi was punished by the minister to run away.At the end, I left a blank line to write: "It was very late and I saw the light in Miss Chiyo's room was on, so don't work too hard." At the end of the sentence, I drew a grimace.

The boy's handwriting is beautiful and delicate, just like his person.But Akimoto didn't care about that.

What, the diary should be as simple as that.

She felt a little ashamed—it seemed that she was writing too seriously.She turned over the page, and on the next sheet, she replied to the boy first: I will pay attention.Then draw a crying face.

After doing this, she tried hard to recall what she wrote in the notebook yesterday, and reflected on whether her words were too formal and whether they would look weird.Well, it should be possible?I don't know what the boy looks like.

In the morning, Akimoto returned to Akimoto's house.

I contacted the old landlord a few days ago, and the two negotiated an agreement to buy the house.Just now, the two formally signed the agreement through the representation of a lawyer.In other words, the current Akimoto house really belongs to Akimoto.

The first thing I did when I took over Akimoto House was to ask the housekeeper to come over and clean the room inside and out.

The landlord said that the sundries in the house were given to her together.Akimoto asked people to clean them up. She picked out a few that looked very memorable, took photos and sent them to the landlord to ask if she could send them there.

"It won't be too much trouble." The old lady made such a decision because she didn't want to go back to the country to make another trouble. Now that Qiuben is willing to help tidy up, she is a little bit embarrassed at the same time.

"It's just a little effort." Akimoto replied.

Meanwhile, the boy was sitting in the school classroom.There are textbooks and a brown leather notebook on his desk.The notebook looks simple and elegant, and looks good. If you touch it, you will find that it feels good in the hand, and it is not at all like the consumables used by students every day.

The teacher spoke word by word on the stage, but he was absent-minded and opened the diary.

I didn’t have time to watch it during the morning training, and there were a lot of people after class, so I was worried that it would be damaged.I didn't take out the notebook until class and put it next to the book.

Only halfway through the reading, I heard the teacher say: "Bu Er, read this paragraph."

He pretended to close the notebook casually and picked up the book.Although he didn't listen carefully, what the teacher said just now still remained in his mind. After thinking about it, he found the right place in the successful book and read it fluently. "At that time, a black and thin gentleman came in, with a mustache, wearing glasses, and carrying a stack of books, large and small. As soon as he put the books on the podium, he spoke to the students in a slow and frustrating tone. He introduced himself and said: - I am called Fujino Yankuro..."

"Alright, next, Tokorozawa-kun."

Fuer opened the notebook as if nothing had happened, pretended to be taking notes, and read through the text written by Akimoto.

As expected of Chiyo-san, the diary written by hand is very charming.

He turned the notebook back a page, and rubbed his fingertips on the left page, which was the back of Akimoto's text.The fingertips felt a little numb, but I don't know if it was the texture of the paper itself or the traces of Chiyo-san's handwriting.

I want to get closer to Chiyo-san.

He took out a pen and wrote today's date on the upper left corner of the page, and wrote on the back of Akimoto's handwriting: I'm looking forward to it, let's see it together.

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summer is so hard