I saw the countdown to their death

Miyajima Qingluan also took a small sip of sweet rice wine, the sweet and sour taste filled her mouth, diluting the slightly greasy feeling in her mouth, the cool and refreshing feeling stimulated her nerves, and made her squint comfortably eyes.

The food is delicious, and the fermented glutinous rice is also delicious. It seems that staying in this room makes everything better.

"juvenile."

"Ok?"

"You said I could make this my home."

Miyajima Qingluan sat upright, staring at the boy intently.

Under the warm light, her face is still so beautiful, and the soft lips are stained with some oil stains at this time, reflecting a little bit of light under the light, which looks extremely bright.

But all of this combined with her indifferent and cold expression, it was cold and lustful, which felt a bit seductive.

"No problem." Hojo Goto waved his hand sharply, and said indifferently: "Sister-in-law is welcome to visit my house at any time, just treat this place as your own home."

Miyajima Qingluan nodded slightly, then suddenly turned to look at the balcony again.

"juvenile."

"Ok?"

"Then can I stay here tonight?"

"I didn't ask... Puff... Cough cough cough... What, what?!"

Miyajima Qingluan pointed to the balcony, and said seriously: "The quilt is dried."

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Chapter 13 Where is the bitter tea seed for Lao Tzu?

Three dishes and one soup for three people is still a bit too much for two people, and there is no refrigerator at home, so we can only eat them all.

After drinking the last sip of soup, Miyajima Qingluan ended today's dinner with the sentence 'I eat too much'. Of course, this wrong sentence was finally corrected by Hojo Satoru to 'I'm full'.

Under normal circumstances, she is used to keeping silent, and only when she is with Hojo Satoru will she actively want to chat.

So maybe I really don't know how to speak, sometimes the words are weird, and occasionally they are 'old-fashioned'.For example, if a different person doesn't know the other person's name, she might call her 'classmate' directly, but after thinking about it for a long time, she choked out a 'boy'.

Miyajima Qingluan is not dull, and her emotional intelligence is not low, but the occasional contrasting performance is really cute.

'Can I stay here tonight? '

When she asked this question, although she had a serious face without any expression, but the slightly beseeching tone combined with the straight gaze, coupled with the shining and expectant eyes... Absolutely full of lethality, I really can't bear to say no.

If the answer is no, she will definitely lower her eyes in disappointment, then nod slightly and reply, 'I see, I'll go home later. '

So Hojo Satoru was choked by the rice, and after recovering from it, he simply asked a few words before agreeing, and there was no reason to refuse.

Reason 1, anyway, if you take a month off, you don’t have to worry about your safety, just take care of yourself (Aunt Iori’s original words).

Reason 2, you said that I can treat this place as my own home.

Reason 3, the quilt is dry.

Ugh……

Hojo Satoru, who sat cross-legged in front of the low table, looked at the homework in front of him and rubbed his hair.

It's not that it's troublesome, but now I have a very strong sense of intimacy with my senior. This sense of intimacy stems from her strong intimacy and trust in myself... Well, it's not just that, she also has a vague dependence.

This is normal, no matter how cold the senior is, she is still just a young girl.

When she stepped into the abyss with one foot and fell into hopelessness beyond redemption, a ray of hope appeared in front of her eyes... In such a situation, how could there be only gratitude in her heart?

But what kind of feelings do I have for my senior sister?Hojo Satoru looked at the homework and pondered.

Logically speaking, my mental age is much older, and she is sometimes just a little sister in my eyes.However, I have never regarded her as a little sister. Maybe it is because the hormones have affected my psychology after rebirth. I not only regard her as a senior, but also have a sense of admiration.

In game terms, it is fully integrated into the segment.

But intimacy and goodwill do not mean liking, after all, I have only known her for less than a week, this is not prevarication, but self-examination.

Hojo Satoru looked up and glanced at Miyajima Qingluan who was busy in the kitchen. After eating, she asked to clean up, so she was washing dishes in the kitchen now.

According to this situation, he must fall in love with her, right?

What exactly is like?It's been too long and I can't remember clearly. They have been in love with each other for more than ten years, but it ended in regret.

In the gap between the railings, there were shock, fear, and disbelief on that beautiful face... Various emotions gradually merged and turned into endless sadness.

With tears streaming down her face, red eyes, and hysterical crying, the sound of the howling wind broke through and entered her ears. The bright street lights were getting farther and farther away from her, and her face became more and more blurred.

The incomparably shocking scene before his death in the previous life was deeply engraved in his heart, and it became a permanent pain, which could not be erased even after rebirth...

There was the sound of clinking dishes from the kitchen, and Hojo Satoru stared blankly at Miyajima Qingluan in a daze, and she seemed to have sensed something, turned her head and looked over suspiciously, and then followed her gaze to look under her. sweep away.

"Young man, is my skirt dirty?"

"Ah, no, no, I'm looking at how beautiful my senior is... Ah, no, I'm thinking about something."

Hojo Satoru quickly squeezed out an awkward smile, what a fool, what are you talking about!

"good body shape?"

Miyajima Qingluan looked down at the hem of her skirt again, but she paused for a moment, turned around and started working again without saying anything...

Hojo Satoru was stunned when he saw this, and he was even more embarrassed. Senior sister is acquiescing, right?Right!Anyway, give me some feedback, you will make yourself very embarrassed!

Maybe it was an accidental slip of the tongue that reminded him, maybe it was the other party's indifferent attitude, unconsciously, Hojo Satoru's eyes really scanned.

There is one thing to say, the figure of the senior sister is really against the sky...

A few days ago, I didn't see her as a woman at all, and my mind was full of powerless regrets.But now, she is alive and kicking in front of her eyes, just the swaying of the little skirt is a bit tempting, no wonder the boys in the school can't control their eyes.

The bust that most women envy, the waist that is full of grip, the exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio, and the long legs that are perfectly proportioned.

Senior sister's figure is not plump, but rather thin.If I had to use a metaphor, it almost perfectly reproduced the fairy aunt with the red string and white hair in a certain game.

My aunt is immortal and lustful, she is cold and lustful, stomping her foot lightly, the husband is really good... shit!

I can't think about lust when I'm full, I can do my homework, do my homework!

Hojo Satoru lowered his head again and looked at the homework seriously... The teaching content of Japanese high schools is very complicated, with a total of twelve subjects.

For example, Chinese, World History A, Mathematics I, Biological Fundamentals, Physical Education, Art, Music, Calligraphy, Family Fundamentals, English Conversation, English Expression I, Society and Information, etc.Although I learned this way, I only took the seven subjects with a total score of 750. There are also arts and sciences here, but I have to wait until the second year of high school.

It is worth mentioning that the national language of Japan is not limited to its own poetry, but also many Chinese poems. The topic in front of Hojo Satoru is the analysis of "Quiet Night Thoughts".

That's right, Chinese elementary school texts are only learned in Japanese high schools, and they are all original Chinese characters.

However, the song Jing Ye Si in the text is the Song Dynasty version, and there are some small differences from the Ming Dynasty version, "Looking at the moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground."Looking up at the mountains and the moon, bowing your head and thinking about your hometown'.

As for reading comprehension, as a Chinese, I am very familiar with it. When doing this kind of topic, you can't guess what the author wants to express, you have to guess what the teacher is thinking.

"Om~"

There was a buzzing sound in his pocket, and Hojo Satoru, who was about to start writing, took out his mobile phone. It was a message from Mr. Sakamoto. He replied after seeing the photo he sent.

[Fanpin Cuisine is not bad to try once in a while, my friend, I will visit tomorrow. 】

[Picture: Drawing of swords and slashing of funds explosion]

Hojo Satoru tapped the screen casually with his finger, typed a 'scroll' and sent it. He was about to put away the phone, but Tomino sent another message.

【Awu, what did you do?I'll come to your house for dinner tomorrow, just ask what ingredients you want to bring!Please take me in! 】

[Pictures, cartoon soil seat]

Hojo Satoru has no expression on his face...

【roll. 】

Just about to put away the phone, I noticed a message from Yue Jianli.

【Agent B, please submit an academic paper on the 'connection between letter D and letter E' tomorrow. 】

Well, as expected of a genius lady, she looks at the essence through the phenomenon, and she is not confused by the food at all. She can tell at a glance that a person can't eat so much, which is not bad.

Gojo Hojo tapped the screen with drooping eyebrows, and sent a one-sentence thesis.

[Conclusion: The letter D and the letter E have a great possibility of connection, but compared with the letter A, the relationship between the two is far away and out of reach. 】

As soon as the academic paper was sent, an emoticon was sent from the other side. Huang Dou smiled. It seemed that Agent A was very satisfied with the answer sheet.

Okay, put away the phone and continue to do the questions. It is already 09:30, so hurry up and take a shower and go to bed.

Therefore, according to the old man Tian Yuan's stubborn and rigorous temperament, he has to refer to where Li Bai wrote this poem, what mood he was in when he wrote the poem, and what inner feelings he expressed.When Li Bai saw the moonlight, he definitely didn't think of the sword aura he swung when he was catching people in the wild, nor was he looking at the mini-map when he looked up at the mountain and the moon...

There was a slight noise from the opposite side, Hojo Satoru raised his eyelids, and glanced at the watermelon on the table.

As for homesickness...it's definitely not the melon and a certain beautiful woman in my hometown, let alone the girl sitting across from me, gnawing on the melon and staring at me seriously.

Therefore, Li Bai came to a conclusion that women really only affect the efficiency of learning!

Hojo Satoru closed the homework book with a blank face, picked up the melon, took a big bite, did a hammer homework, and ate the melon.

"Young man, are you done?"

"I won't do it." Hojo Satoru gnawed on the watermelon and said vaguely: "Senior sister, don't you usually play with your mobile phone?"

Hearing this, Miyajima Qingluan, who was holding the melon, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said in doubt: "I interrupted your study."

"Not for that reason."

Hojo Satoru turned his head towards the balcony, spit out the melon seeds with a 'poof', "I think this place is actually quite boring, there are no video games, usually it's ten o'clock when I come home from work, and I can sleep after washing, yes Senior sister, what do you usually do in your spare time?"

Miyajima Qingluan thought for a while, and replied straightforwardly: "Go home after club activities, help Yizhi with cooking, housework, homework, sword practice, bathing, and sleeping."

A black line appeared on Hojo Satoru's forehead, "Where are you resting?"

"Practice swords with Qianhe, watch TV with her, and read books by yourself."

"Aren't you going to go shopping?"

"Occasionally, I will go shopping with Yizhi, and I will accompany her to the movies."

Miyajima Qingluan took a bite of the watermelon, swallowed it well, and then continued: "I haven't made any friends, so I rarely go out on weekends. I tried to make friends when I was in junior high school, but I couldn't talk to them. We will no longer communicate."

Hojo Satoru was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly his mood sank a bit, "Senior sister always came here alone?"

"It's not alone, there are also Chizuru and Iori."

Iori is the guardian of senior sister, and Qianzuru is the older sister of senior sister. I heard her mention this matter during the meal before, and the three of them have always been dependent on each other... and Iori, as guessed, did not end Married.

But that doesn’t count, the feelings given by family and friends are different. Although the senior sister has an indifferent expression, she also has emotions like ordinary people. Doesn’t she feel lonely when she is alone?

Hojo Satoru hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Senior, don't you sometimes feel lonely?"

"lonely?"

"It's just that there are happy things that I want to share, but I don't know who to share them with. When I am very unhappy, I want to vomit bitterness, and there is no one to confide in. Most of the time, I think about problems quietly by myself. There is no one to solve problems and I can only digest myself. , I get used to it for a long time, but sometimes I feel sad."

Miyajima Qingluan was stunned holding the half-gnawed melon, frowning as if lost in thought.

It took a while to seem to understand something, looked into Hojo Satoru's eyes, and said softly: "Young man, I am sometimes lonely."

Her slender brows were slightly frowned, as if there seemed to be a trace of sadness between her brows, and a trace of pity could be felt from her face.

Hojo Satoru's heart was blocked, as if he had been teased by something again, did he not realize it?

Yes, due to personality, even if the senior sister takes the initiative to make friends, few people can really become friends with her. Just think about the content of girls’ daily chats. It’s not idols, but clothes, cosmetics and bags, and these things Senior sister doesn't seem to be interested, she is only interested in swordsmanship.

But this thing, Mu Qiang, is too strong. With the almost monstrous talent of the senior sister, even if she meets other kendo girls, the other party will only admire her.

Moreover, it seems that the senior sister has never told outsiders that she knows swordsmanship?If it wasn't for showing herself off, maybe she wouldn't be exposed until graduation?

But just when Hojo Satoru was getting a little uncomfortable, Miyajima Qingluan's brows gradually relaxed again.

"Young man, I'm not lonely now."