Star X Star[Skip Beat]

very sad...

mirror:…………

I dare to mind my own business...

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I found that I really like to lay out a long preamble, and then write a very vulgar H.

Anyone else hate being stuck?The conscience of heaven and earth, it is already an extrajudicial favor for Lian to make this step, I originally planned to stop after the kiss at the door~

The old rules, umm, the more messages you post, the faster the updates~ Now I think I should have credit~

Who will make up for my dead brain cells last night? I wrote it after 5 o'clock, oh, it was early in the morning... Anyway, look at it, [-] words a night, can I ask for a long time? Review?I want candy too~TT

51【Extra】Lotus Blossom·Nianhua

There is no drunken scene in the empty mirror, so let's stop the absurd Yi Shaohua.

I always thought that there was too much time in this world waiting for me to continue being absurd, but when I looked back, I realized that waiting was just absurd, and I never knew where you were or where I was...

【Lianhua】

I began to meditate.

Not far away is her.

Pale knuckles, slender fingertips——I was turning over the pages in my hand, but my eyes never left her. Even if it was just a casual glance from the corner of my eye, I knew clearly that my eyes never left her.

The person next to him called softly, Tsuruga, Tsuruga.

Suddenly chuckled, almost forgetting the name.

The script in my hand still reminds me that it says - Tsuruga Lian.

He leaned over and hooked his eyebrows, still a gentleman's smile.

She trotted over and excitedly told me how wonderful her previous roles were.

Naturally I want to smile and nod, but she doesn't know that my attention has long been attracted by the slightly nasal voice due to neglect of the body at work.He couldn't help stretching out his hand, touching her soft black hair with his fingertips, and suddenly forgot to let go.

She never understood, just like this time, she raised her eyebrows and stared at me blankly.

So I put on a teasing laugh, as always.

I lowered my head and whispered a joke in her ear, and she curled up in the corner as if she was serious, staring at me like a thief.

So I really laughed, and the color at that time overflowed the corners of my eyes.

The script in his hand fell, and the first page was in front of his eyes—Tsuga Lian.

Laughing so hard that I bent down, my heart and lungs hurt.

Tsuruga, Tsuruga.

Muttered repeatedly in the mouth.

Not qualified to be a lover.

lotus.

I was stunned suddenly, looking a little astonished.

When she recalled this word that day, time was filled with gold and color for an instant.

She cleverly smiled and compared a corner of the set, and said, that's Lian.

It was the first time she swayed her, but she was a little faintly happy.

The pupils were also dazzled with a faint pure color, secretly grateful for the branch of lotus.

The evening mist and the red pass, the cool summer wind wandering in the sleeves of the clothes, I have not forgotten it so far.

I've been called that way before.

【years】

Suddenly, many years have passed.

I never knew that my patience could reach such a level.

In the past, the cardamom is youthful today, and it has watched several fleeting years in silence.

I still haven't said anything to her.

The picture of her hesitant to speak often appears in my memory. She stood in front of me and opened her mouth, but she had nothing to say.

I think she is going to ask me.

But I know I'll never give an answer.

Selfishly thinking, please don't go.

Just thinking about it, then raised her eyes to see her leaving back, and said slowly——

Please get away from me.

If possible, I hope it is not him countless times.

Spread your fingers and palms, the fine lines are long and short, complex and intricate, and then clenched tightly, your eyes disappear.

The past slips by, and the years at the bottom of the mirror sway...

Elegance, calmness, silence, and teasing have all become absurd and self-deprecating.

Even if I knew it early in the morning, there will always be a day when I will hand in my hands and send her to the end where the flowers are like brocades.

But in vain.

If possible, I still have to say, I hope it's not him.

Yesterday's young master next door was still domineering, but his shoulders were getting wider and wider.

She is a superstar who stands shoulder to shoulder with me in the interpretation world, and he is a powerful singer in the music world.

Ten years later, I lit another cigarette.

The smell of tobacco in my memory thought that it had faded with the passing of the boy, but I never thought it was so clear.That loneliness is like wine, the longer it is sealed, the more mellow it becomes.

It turned out that nothing had passed.

Leaning against the white wall, looking away from the side, I sighed softly when my friends were fighting in the distance. ……Right?Tsuruga Ren?

fair enough.

The green smoke was dense, and the sky was a vast expanse of green that day, which did not resemble my state of mind at all.

I extinguished the cigarette butt, thinking I was still the man who was not suitable for smoking, and then left.

She got mad at me for the first time.

Petite as she also has such a great energy, I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

But the shoulders trembled, and the laughter rushed to the throat but choked.

Fortunately, he wasn't in front of her, stalking secretly.

She said she knew, knew I was hiding.

Unable to help but panic in her heart, she finally asked.

Calm down and calm down, I suddenly realized that one day, my acting skills became a tool for survival.

Still giving her an unknown reason for ten years.

She turned and walked away, angry at me for the first time.

I didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but my shoulders trembled, and the laughter rushed into my throat but choked up.

He bent over laughing, his heart and lungs ached.

The promotional poster of the new film on the building reads - Tsuruga Ren.

Please don't go.

Please get away from me.

Please.

I raised my head, leaned over and hooked my eyebrows, still smiling like a gentleman.

I like lotus.

Recalling that year again, she looked at the sleeping lotus in a corner of the studio and sighed.

That night the moonlight was clear and melted, and the past should be like the wind.

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【Behind the years】

She didn't know if it was resentment or not.

I just hope that one day, he can no longer escape.

Today is her birthday, she rejected everyone and just sat in front of the shop blankly.

The phone rang once, it was Lian.It rang twice, it was Lian.Ringed three times, still no change.

At 20:15, the phone rang again, and she stared at the screen, just in a daze.

Then shook his head and turned off the phone.

Before the night was over, she met Mr. Ogata, who handed her a present he said was from Ren.

She was very inexplicable, but she was disappointed in her heart why it wasn't him.

Ogata spoke softly.

Just a word, she was stunned, and tears suddenly burst into tears.

She opened the box, and the lithe lotus was still blooming.

There was an accident on the set, and Lian was seriously injured. At [-]:[-], due to excessive blood loss...

【Behind Lianhua】

Lianhua goes with the years.

I always thought that there was too much time in this world waiting for me to continue being absurd, but when I looked back, I realized that waiting was just absurd, and I never knew where you were or where I was...

In the last minute, even one sentence was not enough.

Please don't go.

and also……

The author has something to say: there is no text to update tonight, so I will throw a short story, guessing that there may still be many people who haven't read it.When I wrote the two sentences "please don't go and please run away from me", it was precisely because I turned to the short story I wrote in 06.I wrote these two sentences in the text, the same tone but different results, it is also to make up for Tsuruga, who received a lunch box in this article.

In addition, it can be regarded as a warning to him, if you continue to dawdle like this, the result will be like this, eh!

Fortunately, SS Lilian is quite honest...

PS: Back then, I paid more attention to the style of writing than now, but now I really can’t stand too gorgeous words... Although I use it occasionally...

52☆ACT.46 Unbreakable

When Tsuruga Lian really woke up, it was already 9:00 in the morning.

A rare morning without announcements, a morning where you can sleep well.

But he didn't choose to continue to sleep and go back to the cage. This is not his living habit. Although he often eats irregularly, often goes to bed late or stays up all night, he has always maintained a good record of getting up early.

It was unprecedented to be able to sleep to this point today.

The main reason is that I slept too awake in the first half of the night, and slept too peacefully in the second half of the night.

When he opened his eyes, got up, dressed and washed as usual, and shook his head vigorously in front of the mirror, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Supporting his head aching from lack of sleep on his wrist, he frowned, looked up at Shaoya's face in the mirror, and looked at his other self.

He seems to have overlooked something very important.

After a long time, he suddenly widened his long and narrow eyes, walked out of the bathroom in three steps at a time, and looked across the huge living room.

Is it a dream?

After all... what happened last night was so sudden that he felt unrealistic.

But even if it is unrealistic, those contacts and warmth are still vivid in my memory, and her lingering fragrance is still lingering around her...

Pacing slowly in the room, his eyes caressed over every object, trying to find traces of the facts, and then, the tip of his nose was lured by a scent, leading him to the restaurant.

The warm sun shines in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the tree shadows outside the window and the layers of panes are still swaying on the floor. On the black and white square table, there is a sumptuous Japanese breakfast.

The corners of his lips curled up.

Youyou walked to the table, picked up the note on the table, took a sip of the steaming miso soup (in a cup) in one hand, and almost spit out the miso in the next second.

good Morning.

I have class this morning so let's go first.If the breakfast is cold, remember to heat it up before eating it. You must finish it. For a person like you who is so untrustworthy about eating, I will check it when I come back!

PS Do not dump it! '￣＾￣'β

By: Kyoko

Next to the PS, there is an additional picture of Kyoko with devil horns on his head. He smiled convulsively. It was the same as that morning, with a prepared breakfast and a note left, but this time the address was no longer Mr. Tsuruga but It's "you", the signature is no longer Mogami but "Kyoko"——

In this way, his originally exhausted spirit also regained his spirit.

It turned out that it was not a dream.

He leaned back on the dining chair like a child, looked up at the ceiling and smirked, covering his eyes with his wide palms, and then revealed a gap to let the sunlight into his eyelids.

Pound, thump.

He could hear his own heartbeat.So clear and clear.

It exists so clearly and clearly.

The joy froze as he looked down at the diverse and delicious dishes on the table.

So much... Did she want him to make up for the food he didn't eat before?

You must know that he has no habit of eating breakfast.

"Ding dong."

doorbell.

His heartbeat rang along with the doorbell, and he hurried to open the door.

With the gentlest smile, he opened the door: "Did you forget something?"

click.

He seemed to hear someone's jaw snapping.

Then he found that in front of him was not a creature called Mogami Kyoko, but Sha Xing Yi who came to wake him up to prepare for the announcement.

"Who forgot something? There was a second person in this room last night?" As keen as a gossip club, how could he miss this opportunity to catch Dun Helian's pigtails, and immediately asked with squinting eyes with a lewd expression.

Smiles continue to bloom, perfect acting. "I mean, you came so early, did you forget to bring something the day before yesterday, and come to look for it in advance?"

"Morning? Do you know what time it is?" She obviously still had doubts, bypassing the tall figure standing in front of the door, and began to patrol the room like a detective.

"I remember you are a manager, not a paparazzi." Fortunately, Kyoko had already left, and Lian rubbed her brows with a headache: "There is a bit of professionalism."

"My professional ethics tell me that when there is an emotional accident in my artist's life, I must track and capture it in time and accurately so as not to make a leak at that time."

He searched for such a long commentary in one breath, didn't he feel panicked?

"Huh?! Whoa whoa—"

Was bitten by a dog, tsk.

The next moment, Lian suddenly discovered the problem and rushed straight into the kitchen. Unfortunately, the truth had already been revealed.

"You—" the wicked smile began to overflow, and he approached Mr. Tsuruga who was frozen in place a little bit: "Don't—want—tell—me—this—is—you—do it yourself - the - breakfast -" beat him to death... no, beat him to death, he didn't believe it!

Of course, Lian also wanted to go down his steps, but this was obviously not a good idea, not to mention whether he could cook, but whether he would "take the initiative to make breakfast for himself" was already decided. That's never a good excuse.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

"Your toothache?" Lian frowned.

She raised eyebrows at him, completely ignoring his rude complaints, "You just struggle, anyway, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't divert my attention. Mr. He Lian, should you explain to your conscientious manager what happened here last night?"

"She, in fact, you never told me that you graduated from Hitotsubashi University..."

"Thank you for the compliment," She helped the glasses frame, with a serious face: "Also, don't change the subject."

AHA~ Lian shrugged and looked rascal: "There's nothing to talk about, isn't it?"

"..."

She slowly took off the white gloves on his hands, with an extremely calm calm.

Lian sat down unhurriedly and began to finish his breakfast: "The phone is put away, don't be in vain."

"This home...has a lot of appliances..."

His face paled instantly.

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This must be the first time she has been distracted to such an extent in class.

Does heart beating like a drum aptly describe how she feels right now?

For two consecutive classes, she spent almost all of it in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, sometimes her thoughts stopped there and became a blank, sometimes... her mind spontaneously completed the "accident" that happened last night , Kyoko, who was sitting upright, solidified again into a plaster cast—the kind with cracks.

In this state, even she herself is very curious, how did she successfully reach the school?

Memories begin to rewind automatically——

So soft.

When did the proprietress add a futon to her? Why isn't the hardness of the tatami mat under her body, but the softness that almost sinks her whole body into the clouds?What's more, with this tenderness, there is also a natural warmth that makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally. The kind of warmth that fits the body temperature and smells like soap, almost caressing her like a pair of wings , making her feel totally comfortable and relaxed.

Curl up and snuggle up to the source of warmth.

When her cheek touched a warm and solid layer, her consciousness seemed to be gradually waking up.

Stretching out her hand, she tentatively groped towards the "protective layer" that wrapped her, and then she stopped the movement of her hand abruptly.

Thick and powerful arms are encircling her back, and she is firmly embraced in a chest. The warmth with the scent of soap is the most favorable evidence given by the owner of the chest. She vaguely opened her eyelids, the purpose of entering is The man's strong chest, under the open collar of the pajamas, the slightly darker healthy complexion is clearly visible.

She raised her head quietly, and then let out a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the air was exhaling on the skin of the chest of the person in front of him, causing the master to move his body and reflexively tightened his embrace even more.

Jingzi pretended to sleep for a while, quietly opened one eye after a while, and found that the other party showed no signs of waking up, so she opened her eyes again.

It was still early at this time, and the winter sky did not light up so quickly, but the east was faintly turning pale.She stared at the person in front of her for a long time, until she felt that her heartbeat had completely exceeded the load, then she shook her head, trying to get out of this restraint, her regular biological clock told her that it was time for her to get up up.

Considering the distance between here and the school, and the time to prepare a breakfast, it should be just right to use.

She tried her best not to think about anything other than this, for fear that she would be too embarrassed to move.

Although he confessed his feelings for Lian last night, there will always be a layer of tulle over reason at night, and when the sky is bright, everyone will wear back their protective colors.It's not that she regrets and doesn't want to regret it, but now that she thinks about it, she always thinks that she was a little bolder last night.

They... looked down and caught a glimpse of the pink on her chest, she closed her eyes and howled.

God...

Why is she so crazy?Thinking of the self who didn't resist at all last night...would he feel...she has no shame?There is no aura that Yamato women should have!It really made her unbelievable that the time she spent with Ren was not even one-tenth of the time she spent with Shotaro, but she completely let go of her daughter's restraint and posture... What kind of magical power does Tsuruga Ren have? , Let her, a patient with severe love deficiency who vowed to stay away from love and doubt her sincerity, embark on the road of loving and being loved again?

[I like you, not because you like me. ]

She said it.

She originally thought that even if she had realized that she already had the bud of love, even if she could not curb its crazy growth in the end, at least, she would keep this secret for the rest of her life, even if she would lose another chance because of it.

However, seeing how careful he was with her, seeing how uncertain he was about that moment, she couldn't help the urge to appease him...

Mogami Kyoko, is she really an idiot?

Not long after I made the vow, I fell in love again.

And this time, the fall was deeper and heavier than the last time-although there was almost no effort, those trust and dependence, those "want to be with this person", "want to be cherished by this person", "as long as it is It doesn't matter to him", the feeling is many times deeper than before!

Looking at the quiet face in front of him, he looked like a child in a deep sleep.

If Lian knew what she was thinking at this moment, she would definitely find it funny too. Tsuruga Lian, who looked completely different from her 20-year-old age, looked like a handsome boy when she was asleep.

This face...is like...

She remembered a photo she had secretly taken here.

After that, she had forgotten the photo of a teenager.

Before she could think about it, she suddenly found that the light in the room was enough for her to see clearly, and it turned out that it was already dawn.

He hurriedly wanted to get up, but was imprisoned by the strong arms in front of him.

She pushed hard, but maybe it was because of her posture, her strength was completely outmatched.

After a long time, Jingzi was defeated and could only call out carelessly: "Lian? Lian—"

Maybe it was because she was too embarrassed to face him who woke up, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.But strangely, he snorted lightly, with a little hoarseness: "What's wrong?"

"...you're hugging too tightly..."

At the end of the sentence, she obviously felt the strength in her body loosen.

So he raised his arm and got out of the warm blanket.

Before leaving, she lowered her head and scanned his expression, only to find that he was also looking at her.

The eyes were half closed, as if awake.

Inexplicably, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she straightened the quilt and walked out of the bedroom.

After breakfast, she looked at the past one by one from the table, and then began to write notes in a hurry... After the sentence "I'll check it when I get back!", she paused, thinking of someone's treatment of three meals. He has been doing bad things all the time, and hastily added a sentence: "Don't throw it away!" Then he set off to the school contentedly, and was in a daze for 2 classes.

This is her morning routine.

Kyoko was deeply introspective.

"Did you watch "Dark Moon" last night?! Tsuruga-senpai's acting skills are simply speechless! The moment Mizuki's finger was lifted, even I felt caressed by his tender eyes in front of the TV—— "

"Come on, you can only rely on fantasy... If you want to play with Senior Tsuruga, you probably won't have the chance in this lifetime—"

"What are you talking about, before... I also acted in short dramas with my senior—"

"Extras, right?"

"Uh……"

"Oh, that's right—" When the discussion was heating up, someone in the girl group suddenly remembered something, and strode over: "Hey, Jingzi, your acting is very good!"

Mogami Kyoko, who was introspection, was taken aback - you know, this group of chirping sparrows rarely paid her normal attention, let alone praise.

"What did you say...?" She couldn't believe her ears.

"You acted the Wei Xu in "Dark Moon". Although I didn't see it at first glance, but the more I looked at it, the more I looked at it, I checked the cast list, and it was really you. The acting is very vivid, compared to the previous ones. Weixu is more thought-provoking, making people think 'ah, she should be like this'."

She was flattered: "Thank you, thank you..." Someone was praising her acting skills, and she was the girl who usually disdained talking to her the most, which made her smile brightly and accept the other party's affirmation.

After hearing their conversation, everyone gathered around.

"And more," the girl asked anxiously again: "I'm most interested in that episode, you slapped Jiayue, my God, was that a real slap? Didn't Senior make things difficult for you later?"

"Uh..." Why did she ask a question that she was struggling with at the beginning: "Yes...it's true, but it was Ren...uh, Mr. Tsuruga changed the script on his own initiative, and I was surprised at the time .As for making things difficult...How is it possible, Mr. Tsuruga has always been a very kind and gentle gentleman." When she said the last two words, she almost bit her own tongue—if it was not limited to work, just yesterday, The gentleman in her mouth also sent back "beast sex".

"Ah, then Kyoko, you must have some contacts with Senior Tsuruga, can you help me get an autograph from Senior Tsuruga, and use my 'Tsuga Lotus Collection' to sign—"

"Yes, I want it too!"

"Help me ask Senior Tsuruga what kind of snacks he likes to eat the most. I want to make them by hand as a gift..."

"Kyoko, when can you take me to see Senior Tsuruga up close—"

"Tahara, you are going too far, Tsuruga-senpai belongs to all of us!"

Not long after, "Tsuga Ren Collection", "Darkmoon" posters, even a certain woman's private art photos, a certain woman's dancing T-shirt, etc., all piled up in front of her like a hill.

Jingzi suddenly had an idea. The compliments they gave her before were not meant for drunkenness.

After all, hospitality is hard to come by, and she slowly packed these things into the spare clothes bag she carried with her, while cursing the source of this incident, the so-called "man that all Japanese women want to hug most".

"Hi, are you sick?"

Hearing this, she pulled her head out of the "rockery".

The owner of the voice was sitting on a chair beside him, with one leg propped up gracefully, his eyes squinted in other directions, and he didn't look at her alone.

If it weren't for knowing the owner of the voice, she might wonder if the other party was talking to herself.

"Miss Qicang, it's the most basic etiquette to look at the other person when talking." She narrowed her eyes and said with a bun face.

"You don't care about me." Mei Sen turned her head and stared at her angrily: "It's rare for Miss Ben to care about you, can you focus on the right place?"

"You're not paying attention."

"You..." Mason was about to refute, but he let go in the next second: "It's the first time I saw you in a daze all morning."

Jingzi blinked and asked with a smile, "Have you noticed me all morning?"

"Tch, if I didn't have something to say, I would..."

"Anyway, it was about where you and Bupo went on a date last weekend." Jingzi continued to tidy up the things on hand in a leisurely manner. The child Mason always likes to show her the progress of her relationship with Bupo, but she doesn't know She wasn't bothered or interested at all.

But this time, the one who greeted Kyoko was no longer an octave-high, excited and provocative tone, but a slightly sentimental murmur: "Ah Shang...he didn't...he didn't come."

"Huh?" It's normal, anyway, a childish guy like Shotaro wants to do what he wants to do, and Mason is much better than her, at least she never had a date at the time, but, so to speak, Verbal reassurance is still necessary: ​​"Maybe he has a job."

"—it's work."

Eh?It was beyond her expectation, but isn't it logical? "Since it's work, there's nothing you can do about it."

"You don't know the inside story at all!"

She doesn't want to know at all.

"Shang Ta...Shang Ta doesn't know what's going on, it's like a different person." Mason's mood was very low: "Suddenly shut myself in the recording studio all day long, writing and recording songs all day long... ..."

Kyoko fell silent.After a while, she smiled slightly: "That's good, isn't it? At least it's very helpful to his career." If Shotaro could mature, Mason...wouldn't be working so hard like her.

"That's not good!" Mason raised his voice, and seeing people around him looking at him, he quickly whispered again: "He rejected all the variety show announcements, and he didn't do anything except sing—"

What?This looks...really abnormal.Narcissism is as good as Shangtaro, how could he reject the announcement of his favorite variety show? Didn't he always enjoy the atmosphere where the girls shouted his name loudly, and then he pretended to be more refined and arrogant, which attracted the audience There was a sound of fainting.

A worried expression appeared clearly on Mei Sen's face: "Miss Xiangzi said that something happened to him... but she didn't tell me what happened to him. I'm very worried..."

As if struck by lightning, that scene suddenly flashed in Jingzi's mind.

[You are, because, I like you. ]

"What's the use of telling me these things?" Jingzi turned her head away.

"I don't know, but I think only you can do it..." Mason said unwillingly.

"why?"

"A woman's intuition!"

puff.Kyoko almost laughed.

"I really don't know what to do. Maybe he suddenly realizes that he can't go on like this..." She looked sloppy.

Mason was anxious: "But I don't want him to become that kind of meticulous workaholic who plunges into work!"

Hey, are you insulting Lian?

Although Lian is meticulous about his work, he is still very attractive, okay?

Kyoko thought a little angrily.

She was still waiting for Mei Sen to say more, but she saw Mei Sen struggling for a long time, then sighed, and gave her a pleading look: "...help me...go and see him."

stunned.

What kind of emotion will make this little girl who is indomitable in love ask for help from her rival in love (at least she thinks it is)?For a moment, the Mason in front of him overlapped with the image of himself in the past.

"Mason..." Kyoko sighed, "If you really care about him..."

"Use your own ability to make him care about you." After a pause, he slowly stated his thoughts: "Only by letting him see the difference in you will he truly realize your existence, otherwise, No matter how much you do for him, the result is still the same..."

"—Buposhang, that's just such a person."

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The sports car was running smoothly on the streets of Tokyo, and the setting sun cast a layer of golden light on it.

"I already said, you don't come to pick me up—" If you were found out, it would be courting death!This is suicide!Suicide as an artist!She doesn't want to be the destroyer of Tsuruga Ren's "zero scandal" myth!

chuckle. "If you don't come to pick you up, you probably go back to the 'Tumbler' at night?" The driver replied with an elegant and calm expression.

"Isn't it supposed to be like that?"

sigh. "The boss's family is not here, how can you be safe if you go back to spend the night like this? Aren't you a pervert?"

Jingzi took out her handbag and began to rummage, muttering as she searched, "Anyway, there are everywhere..."

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Lian's forehead.

"I swear I won't touch you tonight."

"I'm just kidding," Jingzi laughed out of nowhere, "Here, do me a favor."

"Ok?"

"—Dear Tsuruga-senpai, please sign for me!"

The car suddenly made a sharp whistling sound, and seemed to turn sharply.

A second drop of cold sweat dripped from Lian's forehead.

"What's wrong with you...?"

Jingzi shook the "Tsuga Renji Collection" at him funny, regardless of whether he could see it while driving: "I don't want it, it's my classmate."

"The group of students who always have their eyes above the top?"

"how do you know?"

"You don't need to think about this kind of thing."

"Hey, I'm also a member of the artist class." I don't have eyes above the top.

Lian Waner: "You are different."

This made her cheeks blush: "Anyway, since they asked, you can help."

"Just take me to them."

"Eh?"

Lian glanced at her sideways: "Isn't it something that high school girls like to introduce their boyfriends to their classmates?" Sacredly smiled.

"——!!!!" He, is he angry?But no matter whether he was angry or not, she was paying attention to other directions: "Are we...are... dating?"

silent.

After half a moment, Lian breathed out quietly.

"You don't think so?" He was really going to be angry.

Jingzi thought about his somewhat dissatisfied expression, and turned to look forward: "But you never told me that you want to associate with me." You are just obsessed with liking and disliking, right?

"Then, Miss Kyoko, I really like you—will you date me, please?" Seemingly hearing the same dissatisfaction in her mouth, Tsuruga Ren took a sharp measure this time.

Kyoko, who was speechless once again provoked by his tone, moved her head to the glass window on the right.

There was no answer, the car drove and drove, and finally drove to the vicinity of the tumbler.

After stopping the car, Lian reminded in a low voice: "It's here." He didn't force Kyoko to give an answer.

"Yeah." Jingzi lowered his head and replied, "You can find a parking space. I'll go back to the tumbler to tidy up my change of clothes."

He nods.

After she got out of the car, Lian lied on the steering wheel a little weakly.

Buckle.

Within a few seconds, there was a sound from the window on the left.

He lifted his head from his arms and saw her tap on the window.

Putting down the car window, he was about to ask something, only to hear her drop a word and run away——

"it is good."

it is good?

What good?

……

After thinking hard for a long time... His eyes gradually became brighter.

She took out the key and was about to open the door of the tumbler when a soft voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Kyoko..."

She turned her head, An Yixiangzi did not know when she was standing by the lamppost in front of the door, a car parked behind her, it seemed that she had been waiting for a long time.

"Miss Xiangzi?" She frowned inexplicably.

"I'm here because I have an unfeeling request, and I hope you can help us." An Yixiangzi carefully chose the words: "It doesn't take a lot of time for you, I just hope you can give us a chance."

"Huh?" She looked at Xiangzi, from expression to movement, it seemed that she was not so relaxed, but a little heavy. "It's okay, Miss Xiangzi, why are you so polite? As long as I can help, I will definitely help!"

"You can...I hope...you can go and meet——Shang."

...She stopped opening the door.

What's going on today?One is like this, and two are like this?What do they think of her?Virgin Mary?

"I don't know what happened to you, but Shang's recent state really worries me, not just his work... If this continues, his whole body will be abnormal."

"why?"

"Ok?"

Kyoko turned around completely, facing Aki Shoko, twitched the corner of her lower lip: "Why should I help him?"

"you