Where is Su Mo?

Where is Su Mo?

Where is Su Mo?

……

Kamisato Ayaka's questions kept echoing in Kamisato Ayato's mind.

He just didn't understand what was wrong with his sister. Why was she always thinking about Su Mo even though he was the one who stayed with her when she was in danger?

The first person she saw when she woke up was herself, but the first words she said were about Su Mo!

Is my position in her heart so low?

Kamisato Ayato suddenly felt that this world was not worth living.

"Huh? Brother, what's wrong with you?" Kamisato Ayaka frowned and looked at Kamisato Ayato who looked like he had lost all hope in life.

Huh? Linghua called me!

When Kamisato Ayato heard his sister's call, he immediately put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind. His eyes were rejuvenated and he responded: "Nothing, um, Ayahua, go ahead!"

Shenli Linghua smiled slightly, and then asked the question in her heart: "Well... where did Su Mo go? Why is he not here?"

The corners of Kamisato Ayato's mouth twitched slightly.

it is good!

OK!

Can't you just not mention him first? Can't you see that I, your brother, am such a grown-up person here?

Then Kamisato Ayato took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He tried to make his tone sound calm and said with a calm face, "Su Mo is resting in the room next door. You don't have to worry."

"Oh, I see." Kamisato Ayaka breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but she soon became nervous and worried again.

"Did we win in the end? Su Mo... I mean, was anyone injured?"

Kamisato Ayato looked at her speechlessly.

Why don't you care about me, your brother first?

How could he not see that Linghua's feelings for Su Mo went beyond ordinary friendship?

Su Mo's position in her heart has surpassed that of her closest brother.

Alas, it’s true that girls cannot be kept at home when they grow up.

Looking at Kamisato Ayato who had been staring at her, Kamisato Ayaka's eyes dodged, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she seemed a little shy. She didn't dare to look him in the eye, and her voice was filled with a hint of nervousness and uneasiness: "I, I, I'm not worried that this action will cause serious damage to my brother and the Kamisato family..."

Kamisato Ayato watched her performance quietly. He appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was already broken and desolate.

The juicy cabbages in my own garden are about to be taken away by someone else.

This is something I have carefully raised for more than ten years!

It’s still that damn guy!

Looking at Kamisato Ayato's calm expression, Kamisato Ayaka suddenly felt that her inner world had been exposed. Her cheeks were involuntarily flushed with embarrassment. She covered her head with the quilt and said angrily: "Oh, brother, I won't pay attention to you from now on. Get out of here now."

"Ah I……"

Kamisato Ayato looked helplessly at the quilt twisting on the bed and wanted to say something, but Kamisato Ayaka didn't give him the chance at all.

"I don't care, just get out of here!" Kamisato Ayaka lifted the quilt and shouted at Kamisato Ayato with a blushing face.

"Cough cough cough..." After saying that, Kamisato Ayaka suddenly started coughing, as if her emotional excitement affected her breathing.

Looking at the weak Kamisato Ayaka, Ling Ren suddenly became anxious. He didn't dare to anger his sister anymore, so he quickly stood up and said with concern: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll leave now, I'll leave now." Then he stood up and walked out.

Before closing the door, he instructed, "Rest well. Your injuries have just healed. Remember not to move around. I'll prepare something to eat for you."

Looking at the closed door, Kamisato Ayaka, who had calmed down, couldn't help feeling a little guilty. After all, her brother did that because he cared about her, and she shouldn't lose her temper with him.

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open and a head popped in.

"Linghua, if you need anything, remember to call me. I can hear you."

Kamisato Ayaka smiled slightly, nodded, and responded softly:

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, brother."

The door closed again.

Just as Kamisato Ayaka had just laid down to rest, the door was gently pushed open again. She couldn't help but frown and look in the direction of the intruder.

"Brother, do you have anything else to say?" she asked, with a hint of confusion and fatigue in her tone.

"Hehe... It's nothing serious. I'm just a little worried about you and wanted to make sure you're okay."

"I understand, brother, thank you. I'm really fine now, you can rest assured." She tried her best to make her voice sound calm and reassuring.

"Okay, then I'm really leaving this time." After saying this, Kamisato Ayato gently closed the door.

The room returned to silence. Kamisato Ayaka thought she could rest quietly for a while, but she didn't expect the door to be quietly pushed open again. She tilted her head slightly and saw a head pop in, looking around, as if confirming something.

This scene made Kamisato Ayaka feel helpless and amused. She chuckled and said, "You're back again?"

……

After repeating this several times, Kamisato Ayaka finally couldn't stand it anymore:

"Kamisato Ayato! Don't let me go down and beat you!"

Seeing that Linghua was really angry, Kamisato Ayato didn't dare to come back and hurriedly fled towards the kitchen.

After waiting for a while, the empty room finally ushered in complete silence, and no more sound came from the other side of the door. Kamisato Ayaka lay on the bed and couldn't help feeling a complicated mood. She couldn't tell whether she was relieved or lonely.

A gentle breeze blew by, and her thoughts drifted away. She began to worry about Su Mo's condition.

"I don't know how Su Mo is doing now. Is he really not injured?" She thought silently in her heart.

As time passed, Kamisato Ayaka's worries and thoughts were gradually replaced by fatigue, and she gradually fell asleep in the caress of the breeze.

……

Su Mo in the next room had already woken up and was discussing life with his real aunt.

Deep in Su Mo's consciousness.

Su Mo was confronting a woman.

Her purple hair was like a waterfall flowing in the night sky, smooth and shiny, naturally falling to her waist. A strand of hair on the side of her head was adorned with an exquisite folding fan, adding a touch of elegance to her overall look.

Dressed in a white and purple kimono, although the dress is conservative, it still can't hide her eye-catching figure. Her legs are exposed without any external covering, and they are faintly visible under the hem. Her skin is as smooth and white as cream, showing a natural elegance and beauty.

Her purple eyes seemed to contain the vast galaxy, deep and charming, and in comparison, had a touch of agility.

The teardrop mole on her cheek complements her flawless face, which is slightly different from that in Lei's movies, giving her a unique temperament that is both elegant and charming.

Compared to the frankness and directness of Lei's movies, Zhen seems to have a bit more tenderness and... playfulness?

Not

Su Mo thinks that Chunchun is a sinister person!

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