man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 262 [261] Memories ([-])

"Mom, is that the chrysalis of a butterfly?"

The moment Shiina Iori regained consciousness, a strange childish voice rang in his ears.For unknown reasons, his voice was a little hoarse, but his tone suddenly rose, as if he was suddenly attracted by a certain scene.

When Shiina Iori saw the picture in front of her eyes, she saw a small cocoon hanging from a tree branch outside the window.

The moment she heard this sentence, Shiina Iori suddenly noticed the subtle sense of dislocation between her senses and her body, and everything in her field of vision seemed to become much larger.

"Sorry. What did you just say? Fortunately."

When hearing 'his' voice, the woman sitting by the hospital bed seemed to have just recovered, and apologized in a gentle voice.

"Ah~ Mom really is."

The childish and cheerful voice complained, and the sight turned away with the sound of the words.

It was a dignified and beautiful, mature lady with a plump figure and well-dressed clothes. Her long hair was tied around her neck, and the ends of her hair were slightly curled.

At this time, she was sitting in the soft chair beside the hospital bed with her legs together, her face was slightly pale, and her cold expression was as warm as water.

However, I don't know if it's because he hasn't rested for a long time. Under the slightly dark bags under the eyes, there is a darker and more intense fatigue.

But the childish female voice didn't seem to notice this at all, and murmured dissatisfied like a child: "You always don't listen to me at all!"

"Look out the window, that"

In the middle of talking, the flip phone in the lady's pocket rang.

"Fortunately, Mom has to answer the phone first."

"Well, then, then, mother, let's go first!"

When the lady walked all the way to the door, she heard obviously suppressed angry conversations in the hospital corridor outside.

The field of vision then lowered down.

Looking at the brand new bear doll in his hand.

in silence.

She raised her hand from the little bear.

From the palm to the fingertips are abnormally pale, and the hideous blue blood vessels under the skin can almost be seen clearly.

"White, hairless, skin has become transparent."

"...Like a ghost."

"Daddy too"

The childish and hoarse voice dropped, and seemed to be whispering in a lonely voice.

The high-spirited and cheerful tone just now was all fake.

Shiina Iori can clearly feel the weakness and strangeness hidden inside this small body. There seems to be a steady stream of soreness and numbness in the internal organs. Her legs are so weak that she can barely move without help. The way to bounce automatically.

There was no strength in the hands holding the bear.

Just hold on.

Difficult to even lift.

"That's not a pupa."

He was leaning against the head of the bed and muttering, when a strange voice suddenly came from his ear.

The whole body of the weak 'he' seemed to tremble, and the back leaning on the head of the bed bumped abruptly on the soft board of the head of the bed, but it seemed that he had directly hit it with the bones that were almost so thin that the skin could be seen through. Like cement, the pain made him twitch.

However, as if he didn't want people to discover his 'weak' appearance, 'he' quickly straightened his body while supporting the bed, and when he raised his head, he showed that cheerful smile again: "Mom"

As soon as I looked up, I saw a cute little boy who was just as high as the doorknob standing outside the door, with a schoolbag on his back.

The facial muscles that were forcibly lifted instantly loosened.

The body feels like a heavy cement bag has been unloaded directly.

Just smirking is exhausting.

"It's you again."

There seemed to be a bit of disgust in the voice, and the vision turned to the direction of the window: "Isn't your sister discharged from the hospital? Why are you here?"

"We are neighbors and classmates."

"And you must be bored alone in the ward, right?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

He was muttering in such a low voice, but he couldn't help but glance at the backpack behind the boy.

It's just that he pretended not to care on his face, and only glanced once or twice each time.

really.

Shiina Iori saw the boy's face from this field of vision, and recognized him immediately.

That was myself 15 years ago.

In other words, is the perspective he is borrowing right now?
"Dangdang! Look at this!"

"PS2slim~ Have you ever played it?"

Seeing the novelty-shaped toy, Xing's eyes couldn't help but widen, but he put his mouth aside: "Ah, this one! I have it at home."

"yes."

The cute-looking boy didn't say much, he just took out a machine from his backpack that was as big as two of his heads, pulled out a long cable, and started running it on the TV cabinet at the other end of the private ward. Fiddled with before.

After pulling the long thread over, he sat on 'his' bed again.

"Hey! Stay away from me."

The childish and hoarse voice seemed to be calling him with some shock, but the other party didn't seem to have the slightest rejection of his thin and sickly appearance. He kicked his feet, took off his two shoes, and shrank into the bed of 'him' like a big bug inside.

All he could see in his field of vision was half of his own bed being crookedly taken up.

As the boy squeezed onto the bed, he muttered something 'he' couldn't understand.

"The only advantage of coming to this world is to review these classics."

"The computer is poor, and the webpage takes a long time to load."

"There's really nothing to play with."

"Ah, by the way, gta3 is banned at 15, so I can't play it for you."

"Aren't you only five years old?!"

Xingkou, who was sick and weak, clearly yelled this, but he didn't have the idea of ​​pushing the other party down.

The two little people sat on the hospital bed, one on the left and the other on the right, looking at the characters and action interface in the game almost side by side. The narrow hospital bed was brightly illuminated by the afternoon sun.

However, after watching it for a while, Xing's vision began to feel dizzy.

"thump."

Fortunately, that bald head suddenly hit Xiao Yizhi's shoulder.

"what happened to you?"

Xiao Yizhi was stunned for a while, feeling a little dazed by the opponent's weak strength.

"I don't know how dizzy I am."

"Ah? Are you dizzy in 3D?"

"Then, what is that?"

"A rather special 'not suitable for playing games' disease."

Xing clutched his temple weakly, and when he heard Xiao Yizhi's voice, his vision seemed to freeze suddenly.

"Sick again?"

The originally hoarse voice seemed even more dry.

"It's okay, many people have it."

"At most, he is better at playing games."

Xiao Yizhi looked completely indifferent, but quickly closed ps2slim in his hand, turned his head and walked around, as if looking for something that could distract the two of them.

When he caught a glimpse of the cocoon outside the window, his eyes flickered slightly.

Xing bit her shriveled lips faintly, lowered her head, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

"Kawasaki, how much did you score in the plant and animal class?"

Xiao Yizhi suddenly turned around and asked 'him'.

Hearing this, the lowered head couldn't help but pause, and the hoarse voice suddenly raised its pitch annoyed: "Really! I know I'm stupid in my head and in poor health! Are you annoying me?"

"Yes, yes~"

There seemed to be a smile in Xiao Yizhi's voice, and he changed the subject: "I just want to tell you that the small piece on the branch outside the window is not a chrysalis, but a cocoon."

Xing pursed his lips, looking unhappy.

But after glancing out of the window twice, he still couldn't help but speak in a stiff voice: "Is there any difference?"

"To put it simply, most of the chrysalis are butterflies, and most of the cocoons are moths."

"Moth?!"

The weak body had goosebumps from bottom to top, and the whole body trembled uncontrollably: "Window, window close"

Only halfway through the words, 'he' saw the half-smile expression on Xiao Yizhi's face.

The voice could not help but gradually weakened.

After seeing 'him' calm down, Xiao Yizhi continued: "However, whether it is forming a pupa or forming a cocoon, spinning silk is a necessary but not sufficient condition, so sometimes you can see butterflies coming out of the cocoon. Oh, how it grows out."

"That is to say. Could it be a butterfly?"

Xing's voice was hoarse and weak, but there was a hint of hope in it.

Attention has been completely taken away by Xiao Yizhi's voice.

"Yes."

Little Iori started to pack her schoolbag with her head down.

"Why don't we make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"I bet it's a butterfly inside. If I guess wrong, I'll promise you a request." Xiao Yizhi smiled cheerfully.

Xing's voice seemed a little disgusted: "You just said that most of the cocoons are moths."

Xiao Yizhi squinted at her: "Then do you bet or not?"

"bet!"

Xing's hoarse and weak voice seemed to be a little more high-spirited at this moment, with a confident smile on his small face: "When I win, I will let you be my servant~ Tian Tianserve. Eh? What if you win? ?”

She suddenly reacted.

"If I"

Only halfway through, I heard the door of the ward being opened from the outside.

Seeing the person coming, Xiao Yizhi turned her head and was stunned for a while, and rubbed her thigh with her cute little face that was very useful:
"Aunt Kawasaki~!"

Even his voice was sweet and greasy, making Xing curl his lips in disgust.

"Iori came to visit again? You're really sensible."

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Yizhi nodded shamelessly in response.

"Mom~!"

And Xing's mother also pampered Yizhi's little face, and the slightly pale face seemed to dissipate a little bit of the haze.

I have to say that stroking cats and rubbing the faces of cute and well-behaved children are really stress-relieving things.

After Xiao Yizhi and Aunt Kawasaki greeted each other for a while, Xiao Yizhi picked up the heavy schoolbag.

"Kawasaki! Don't forget to keep an eye on it."

"Just wait to be my servant!"

"A little bit~"

After Xiao Yizhi walked out of the ward, Xing's mother whispered a lesson: "Xing, you can't say that about a good friend."

"He's not my friend!"

Farewell to Xing's small face, and said in a bad tone: "He just looks at my poor good guy!"

"Eh? Fortunately, didn't you go to the park with Iori right after school?"

"That's a boy's duel!"

"But fortunately you are a girl?"

"I don't want to! I want to be a boy!"

"Why?"

Hearing this question, Xing looked up and looked at her mother's gentle and dignified face with a little doubt.

After staring for a few seconds, she turned her head away again, and whispered in a voice that only one person could hear: "Girls like mom are always bullied by dad because they are too weak. I don't want to be bullied."

"what?"

"Nothing at all!"

Just talking for a while, Xing's mother's phone rang again.

She frowned, got up and went out without saying anything.

Lucky eyes followed her mother's back.

When the gate is closed, the view is blocked by a white wall.

So, she turned her head and looked at the cocoon on the branch outside the window, her eyes were a little lost.

It seems that there is some expectation.

Shiina Iori, who borrowed her perspective, knew that she was actually cheating this time.

In fact, what is on the branch is not a cocoon, but a special kind of leaf nest, that is, a pupa that looks like a leaf—but it looks more like a cocoon.

What kind of butterfly is inside?
He has almost forgotten what he learned in kindergarten.

The incubator of the chrysalis usually takes two to three weeks.

During this process, Shiina Iori's consciousness accompanied Xing's body, undergoing chemotherapy again and again.

The body also becomes weaker and weaker day by day.

Xing's movements also went from barely being able to sit up on the head of the bed at the beginning, to being completely unsteady, and finally struggling to even turn over.

During this period of time, although Xing's mother didn't know what she was busy with every day, she always kept coming to the hospital once a day to accompany her.

Fortunately, he didn't care.

But in fact, every day before her mother came, she would look towards the door for a long time.

Although the private wards are equipped with a full range of TV and movie facilities, most of them are not interesting.

When she was alone, she would just lie on the bed and tilt her head to look at the branches outside the window.

They are all struggling.

Xiao Yizhi came here once or twice during this period, bringing her some gadgets each time, and then she didn't talk to her, just sat on her bedside and read some thick books.

Quiet as a scholar.

"Kawasaki?"

"Ah."

Xing carefully retracted his gaze towards him like a thief, and pretended to agree indifferently.

"What do you want to be in the future?"

".I?"

Xing Xing heard his voice and couldn't help but startled.

Immediately afterwards, I recalled the back view of my father surrounded by many people when he was in the company.

"I want to be the president! Big president!"

"There are a lot of people around me."

"Pfft."

There was a snicker in my ear.

Xing's brows were raised immediately, and he turned his head to look at him in dissatisfaction, his voice was weak: "What are you doing! The CEO is very powerful, you can buy anything you want."

"Yes, yes~"

Xiao Yizhi smiled, seeing the book in her hand, she couldn't laugh for a while.

However, when his eyes rested on the cover of his book, Xiao Yizhi's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Kawasaki? Do you want to hear a story?"

"Love Story~"

"what?!"

Xing seemed to be caught off guard by this sharp turn, but when he heard it was a love story, his pale little face couldn't help showing a sickly rosy glow: "What, what! I don't like that kind of weak things."

"Then are you listening or not?"

"If you insist. I can't help it."

"That's listening?"

"Humph."

Seeing Xing's awkward appearance, Xiao Yiori's face suddenly filled with a nasty smile of "it seems interesting to turn this guy into a female president's little licking dog".

From Shiina Iori's perspective, an irresistible urge to cover her face rose from the bottom of her heart.

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