[Comprehensive] The Road to Healing in the Second Late Stage

The next day I got up early to buy vegetables, and when I passed the cashier, I found a strange man.

The young man met yesterday. He is the owner's son.

It's impolite to inquire about other people's private affairs. This young man named "Katsuki Yuuri" looked sad, and Qinghe was only curious for a while, but didn't ask further.

Akashi was waiting for her at the restaurant early in the morning, Haruzu discussed the shopping list with him and went out.

Akashi asked the way ahead of time, and the two entered the largest supermarket in the area smoothly.

Akashi helped her push the shopping cart in a gentlemanly manner. Haruwa looked down at the shopping list, and occasionally raised his head to ask Akashi how much to buy. Akashi answered fluently, without any sense of unfamiliarity.

This made Qing He even more sad.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Akashi looks good, has a good family background, and has good grades. Now he does better than her in the little things in life. Her life is completely meaningless.

...No, it still makes sense, she wants to eat all the delicacies.

After picking out the vegetables on the shopping list, Akashi took her to the meat section again. This time, he seemed to have encountered a problem. He looked at the meat for a long time without reaching out for it.

Haruhe looked at the menu, there was salmon, seeing Akashi clearly hesitating but still pretending to be calm, a smile surged in his heart.

Concerned about not laughing at Youqingai, she also pretended to pick up the packaged salmon that looked good and put it in the shopping cart calmly.

"Buy some more chicken and we'll be done..." Haruwa turned his head to look for the shelf where the chicken was placed, and Akashi suddenly pushed the shopping cart.

She turned her head when she heard the sound: "Akashi-kun, where else are you going?"

The boy said softly, "I'm going to buy some fruit."

Haruhe stayed to pick out the chicken, but Akashi didn't come back after waiting for a while, so she looked for it in the direction he left.

There are so many fruit areas, and Akashi's aristocratic temperament, even if he simply bends down, is very eye-catching in it.

Many girls stopped when they passed behind him, but Akashi didn't notice it, and carefully picked the fruits with his head down.

According to his "conviction" of not being picky about meat, as the young master, he shouldn't be picky about fruits either.

Qinghe walked over with the idea of ​​"heroes save the beauty". Just as he put the chicken into the shopping cart, he saw that the fruits and vegetables were sorted out at the bottom of the shopping cart, and he picked some fruits from apples, bananas, etc.Upon closer inspection, the surface of the fruit has a bright sheen, which actually looks good.

She was dumbfounded.

Akashi noticed her coming, and raised his head slightly: "Summer time is the best time to eat watermelon, does Asakawa-san like it?"

"Well—it's okay, I'm not picky eaters."

Hearing this, Akashi lowered his head and took a look at a small watermelon, "Asakawa-san and Momoi-san should be able to eat such a big watermelon."

Qinghe let out a "hey" and asked in surprise, "Did you buy it specially for Wuyue and me? But this training camp is at public expense..."

"Asakawa-san is already very tired preparing three meals a day, and Momoi-san is also very busy, so I specially bought some fruit as a reward, and others won't mind."

Akashi put the small watermelon into the shopping cart.

After paying the bill, Akashi looked thin and thin, but he picked up most of the vegetables by himself, and Qinghe walked side by side with him, carrying a small watermelon and meat that were comparable to "stolen goods".

Qinghe still can't figure out the reason why he bought watermelon for Wuyue and her. During the training camp, no one was lazy, and if they had to be tired together, why were only the two of them rewarded.

Qinghe looked sideways at the young man who was much taller than her. Akashi's cheeks were fair, and the red hair on his forehead fluttered slightly under the breeze. His eyes blinked from time to time, revealing a rare young man in his calmness. breath.

She pursed her lips, Akashi... He wouldn't be playing favoritism for personal gain.

... How is it possible, wake up, it is daytime.

It was eight o'clock in the morning when we got back to the hotel, just in time to meet Heizi and Midorima who had come back from their morning run.

Akashi asked them, "Is anyone else up yet?"

Heizi: "Mr. Qingfeng and Mr. Ziyuan are still resting."

As soon as Heizi finished speaking, Momoi and Kise came down from upstairs, "Good morning, everyone."

The others replied "Good morning", Akashi looked at Kuroko and Midorima's sweaty cheeks, and guessed when the two of them got up, but the other two didn't get up after such a long time, so he simply stopped asking, He went straight into the kitchen with the vegetables.

Kuroko and Midorima carried their clothes to the hot spring to take a bath, then went to help in the kitchen, and when Haruwa was about to prepare breakfast, Aomine and Murasakibara finally came down.

The yawns became more severe than the last.

Akashi frowned, "Since you're here, help me bring out the breakfast."

Qingfeng lazily replied "Yes", not knowing where he learned the magical skills, he took four plates with both hands, and took them out in one breath.

In the end, there was still a miso soup left to make, Qinghe asked the others to go out and wait, and she turned to get a bowl.

Akashi didn't leave, but helped her scoop up a spoonful of miso soup to taste.

When Qinghe took the bowl back, he saw him scoop it up with a spoon. She always felt that it was unacceptable for Akashi to stand in the kitchen, so Qinghe quickly snatched the spoon away: "Akashi-kun, I'll just come."

"The spoon is hot." Akashi dodged it with his backhand, but the spoon tilted slightly, and the miso soup was poured back again.

He had no choice but to take another spoonful, which made Qinghe stare at him intently, as if he had done something that could not be seen.

"...Want to taste it?" Akashi smiled and tilted his head.

I didn't put a lot of salt in the first place, so it's good to try the taste, so I nodded and reached for the spoon.

Akashi quickly raised his hand, sent the spoon to her mouth, and said in a low voice, "Ah—"

It's like coaxing a child.

Without thinking too much, Qinghe opened his mouth and bit the spoon, the miso soup slipped down his throat, and the fresh aroma of bonito and tofu immediately filled his mouth.

"How about it?"

"...a little salt."

He laughed helplessly: "If there is less salt, I won't be able to help."

Qinghe took the spoon over, "The salt is already low, I just put in a little more."

She hastily sprinkled a little salt into the pot, and Akashi picked up the spare spoon to scoop the miso soup to make the salt melt faster.

Qinghe held up the bowl and handed it over, and Akashi took advantage of the opportunity to scoop the miso soup into the bowl, and the cooperation was surprisingly tacit.

After breakfast, Team Miracle and Momoi went to the gym for training, while Haruzu stayed behind because he was responsible for the food.

There is still some time before making lunch, and when I am free, I seem to have nothing to do.

Qinghe borrowed a magazine from the proprietress, and on the way back to the room, she accidentally met three children with similar looks.

The children were followed by a young woman who kept yelling "don't run", so she was deduced to be the mother of three children.

The children stopped before Qinghe, and one of them turned around and stuck out his tongue at his mother: "Mom is running too slowly, we want to see Yongli!"

The mother ran over and grabbed the child who was sticking out his tongue by the ear: "Yuuri just came back yesterday, you three calm down, okay?"

"Mom, it hurts——"

Seeing this, Qinghe stepped aside to get out of the way, and then went upstairs.

Stepping on the last step, she heard the young man named "Katsuki Yuuri" talking to the mother and son: "...Yes, I lost in the final....Well, I want to retire, so I came back..."

Can't hear anything after that.

The hotel was small, and Qinghe spent half of his time in the kitchen every day, but he still didn't meet the young man much.

The boss, Nian, often yelled upstairs at meal times, and the young man slowly went downstairs, and seemed to stay in the room for the rest of the time.

On the fourth day of staying in the hotel, I learned from the proprietress that the young man turned out to be a figure skater and had been working hard outside.

Momoi looked it up on the Internet, and found out that the young man had failed in this year's figure skating finals, and he finally had a reasonable explanation for his depression after returning to the hotel.

However, the young man has a good temper. He probably guessed that others already knew about him, and he was not ashamed or angry. After getting acquainted with Qing and the group, they were able to chat together.

At that time, a week had passed since the training camp.

The mutation happened on the evening of the first week of the training camp.

There were only two girls in the training team, and the hotel's hot springs were separated for men and women, but Momoi still stubbornly waited for the boys to finish their bath before going there.

Qinghe followed her, read magazines in the room for a while, and then went downstairs to the backyard with her clothes in her arms.

When Heizi was busy, he would keep No. [-] by Qinghe's side. Qinghe packed her clothes and called Momoi over.

Momoi lay prone on the quilt, holding a pen in one hand, and unconsciously tapping the floor with the other, as if writing something, looking very busy.

Qinghe smiled helplessly, and took out Momoi's pajamas.

At this moment, No. [-], who was lazily lying on the floor, suddenly stood up and called "Wow" and "Wow" twice at the door.

Qinghe walked to the door strangely and opened it to check, but there was no one outside, but No. [-] was very excited, scratched the floor with two front paws, and rushed downstairs as quickly as lightning.

Qinghe hurriedly threw off her clothes and chased after her.

No. [-] was only four months old, but her legs and feet were so fast that she couldn't see her while she was going downstairs.

Qinghe was so anxious that she shouted No. [-]'s name at the door of the hotel, and bent down to search under the table and chairs.

But she couldn't find it anywhere, and she had heard of Shiba Inu's reputation of "letting go". Seeing that No. [-] was not found, Qinghe's back suddenly felt cold.

If No. [-] is really lost, how should she explain to Heizi...

All hope is lost.

At some point, Qinghe stood beside a foreign youth pushing a suitcase. He watched Qinghe's search for the dog. Just when Qinghe was about to cry, he tentatively said, "Well, what if If I guess wrong, are you looking for a black puppy? It ran over there."

The direction the young man pointed was the direction to go to the hot spring in the backyard.

Qinghe said "thank you" gratefully, and hurriedly chased after him. Before he reached the hot spring gate, he saw two dogs, one big and one small, wrestling together in a distance.

Number Two wasn't even as tall as the big dog's legs, but he held his paws high, and he didn't give in at all.

Qinghe sighed helplessly: "Number two, come here."

No. [-] didn't listen to persuasion at all, and stubbornly fought with the big dog. Due to its size disadvantage, it was knocked away by the big dog lightly.

The hotel's hot springs are surrounded by walls, but I don't know that No. [-] rolled "Gulu" and "Gulu" twice on the ground, and then rolled directly to the entrance of the hot spring.

And the closed door was knocked lightly by No. [-], and it was pushed open a crack.

No. [-] rolled directly through the crack of the opened door, and then bumped into something, and unexpectedly made a "plop".

There was a sudden movement in Nantang, and Huang Lai shouted in surprise: "Hey, why did No. [-] come in?"

No answer was heard, Akashi came out from inside with a stern voice: "Who is outside!"

Haruhi: "..."

-17.05.09

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Thank you "Chaomuyan" for throwing mine~