Star X Star[Skip Beat]

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Gada, gently close the glass door of the training room.

In the distance, Shakoichi was walking towards here.

"Why are you coming out now, isn't the training guidance over yet?" She handed the water in her hand to Tsuruga Lian.

He waved his hand, gesturing not to: "Anyway, I've already attended most of the class, so it's the same for Fiona."

"But today I specially arranged the time for training and guidance, and the next order announcement is still early," the agency checked the schedule in his hand: "It's only 4:[-]... Do you want to take a break?"

Lian didn't reply, she was a little absent-minded.

She squinted her eyes, and turned back to look at the training room inside the transparent glass. After a while, he said, "She's gone?"

"Hmm." His voice was indifferent.

"I see."

"It has nothing to do with her, it's just that I can't breathe inside." Lian put her hands into her trouser pockets and walked forward slowly.

"It's not that I want to be nosy." She didn't follow him, but said softly behind him: "If you have a problem, you should solve it face to face. What's the matter with you avoiding each other like this? It's not like you at all. "

Lian paused and lowered her head. At this moment, a dark cloud could be vaguely touched around him. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, and continued to walk forward.

If it had been before, she would have come to him with a laparotomy on her back, and explained to herself what a misunderstanding it was. Although he didn't like this way and attitude, this was Kyoko he knew.

But this time she didn't. When she was with Bupo before, she just concealed it, but this time she lied to him. It was impossible for him not to think about what happened between Bupo and her that night. His awkward but familiar intimacy in the backseat of the car...he really wasn't a saint.

Fortunately, he has self-control that he is proud of, and this ability has been challenged again and again by Kyoko Mogami.

No meeting, no phone calls, it was like an established fact that could not be explained. He felt like a stuffed food, and the bad breath began to ferment over time.

To this day, the two still turn a blind eye to each other and pass by each other. She even left early the artist training that she never left early in the past.

She was right, not like him, but not like her either.

Oh, I really want to keep going like this...

He stood still.

On the steps in front of him, sat a familiar figure from behind.

She lay between her arms, buried her head and curled herself up in a world framed by her body.

"Leave me alone for a while, Zuo Jiang..." She realized the existence of other people and muttered.

Tsuruga Lian didn't respond, she looked down at her, her slender height made the gap between him and her sitting on the steps more obvious, even if he stretched out his hand, he couldn't touch her frail shoulder.

So he crouched, half-kneeling behind her, pulling into the distance with her.

Sensing the movement behind her, Jingzi slowly pulled her head out of her arms until her eyes met the eyes of the person behind her ears.

She was taken aback, stupefied.

So he just watched in a daze, and he also let her watch unscrupulously.

There was quite a long period of silence, which seemed even more lonely in the empty fire stairwell.

Her lips began to rustle, and there were some syllables to be spoken, but he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Then Kyoko bit her dry lips and said nothing.

Neither of them spoke first, as if they were all waiting for each other to break through the ice wall.

At such a close distance, he could even see his own reflection in her pupils, and the circle around her eyes was red.

She has cried, but there is no sound, no tears, or, in other words, no tears will be seen.

So strong, so unwilling to show weakness.

The softest part of the atrium was touched, no matter how cold and hard it was, it couldn't be disguised.

Unable to help, Lian stretched out her hand to support her head, and leaned towards her——

Snapped.

The unfinished kiss was fixed on his stunned eyes, and on her slightly trembling hands that clenched into fists.

"You are such a rotten person." She stared at him fiercely, as if her feud was irreconcilable.

Get up, shake hands, and leave in one go, without delay.

Tsuruga Lian was still half-kneeling, holding her knee with one hand, but the hand that couldn't support her was on the ground.

Kyoko, gave him a slap?

He still couldn't figure out the situation until she disappeared at the end of his gaze.

Angry, shouldn't it be him?

She lied to him, she and Bupo appeared in Bupo's private car, she couldn't explain it to him, and he didn't do anything, why did she...

"Congratulations." Leaning against the fire door was Qin Nan Zuojiang, who was watching the show with his chest around, with a sneer on his face. "Don't worry, I only saw the last scene."

Lian glanced sideways, and stretched out her hand to caress her painful face, her palm was really merciless.

"What the hell did you do to her?"

He stood up slowly, shaking his head.

"No, or don't know?"

"I don't know the reason for the slap."

"Maybe it's because—" Zuo Jiang shrugged, "That kiss."

"I never kissed her."

Zuo Jiang stretched out his finger and nodded, "It's that kiss in the training room."

Lian frowned and was stunned for a moment—"But, Fiona didn't even kiss me."

It was just acting, as long as you can see from the side that it was a misplaced fake kiss, what's more, Fiona also explained after that, in her words, she didn't want to get involved with the name Tsunhe Lian at all to get into trouble, more Besides, he is not Fiona's sexual orientation.

"I know," Zuo Jiang tilted his head and smiled.She smiled brightly: "But she doesn't know."

A sense of powerlessness spread to his chest, Tsuruga Lian raised her head and covered her eyes with her wide palms, "What's wrong with her..." The former Kyoko would definitely not be like this, but now she makes him a little unpredictable.

"Can't you tell, she's in love." Zuo Jiang was very satisfied to see Tsuruga Lian deflated. After all, although she didn't want to admit it, for her, Tsuruga Lian was a competitor to steal Kyoko.Going to the theater, she didn't want Jingzi to feel unhappy because of it. "Women in love are unreasonable, get ready, Tsuruga Senior!"

He was not interested in accepting this senior who was full of sarcasm, but Zuo Jiang's words made him realize suddenly.

The sound of footsteps came, and the figure of She appeared in the sight of the two of them. He looked back and forth at Zuojiang and Lian: "I think it was Miss Qinnan who came over, so there was no obstruction. Why is Jingzi gone, and you two are left? Uh—— Also, Lian, what happened to the red mark on your left face..."

Tsuruga Lian passed him, rubbed the red left cheek with the back of her hand, and sighed——

"She's more jealous than I am."

67☆ACT.61 The Caged Bird's Tears

For the next three days, Kyoko didn’t answer Ren’s phone calls. Apart from completing the announcements and receiving training from Mr. Ito, the actual time to go to the LME was very little. In the past few days, Tsuruga Ren has been making various announcements and appointments. Not to mention the intersection.

Kyoko can't say what the situation is now. On the one hand, she cheated Lian, concealed and did not reveal the matter of going to Kyoto, and she was ashamed of him. On the other hand, Tsuruga Lian avoided talking about this matter. Ignore it, and accept kisses from other women in front of her on the day of the open training (although it is an acting director, but that is not necessary!), after kissing a big beauty like Fiona, she does not explain it, frivolous I really want to kiss her - what does he think she is, a relay race!

So she couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, and gave a "return gift".

It is undeniable that she has some regrets. After all, Fiona's kisses are common to an artist. She doesn't know how many kiss scenes Tsuruga Ren has acted in before, but when all this happened in front of her, she lost control.The same situation happened to Bupo before, when she chose to turn a blind eye like a doll without a soul, but she couldn't do that to Lian.The biggest reason for her regret is because of the slap on his face...

Watching him being interviewed on the screen, the camera gave him a perfect right side, so she could only bow deeply to his left side in her heart.

She should have thought more about the importance of an idol's face.

Walking out of the TV station, Kyoko looked up at the cloudy sky, and a drop of water happened to fall into her eyes.

As spring approaches, it has been gloomy for several days, and finally today, it is still raining.

Because the announcement came directly from the school, so even the schoolbag and bicycle are here.She didn't bring rain gear, but just took the car, put her schoolbag on top of her head with one hand, and manipulated the handlebar with difficulty with the other hand. The rain that had already waltzed in the puddles drenched her thoroughly, and the icy cold rain hit her. On her face, she was so irritated that she couldn't open her eyes.

"Tsk, look, that's Jingzi, right?" Under the eaves not far away, three or two artists who were waiting for the driver or manager to pick them up mentioned the embarrassed figure in the rain.

"I'm afraid that among the new artists, she is the only one who can do it well."

They laughed and laughed, and then the name Kyoko Mogami disappeared from their conversation again.

Fortunately, the TV station is not too far from the "Tumbler". After nearly 10 minutes' drive, she returned to her "home".

It is very strange that the lady boss is not in front of the counter today, but replaced by the serious and rigid face of the boss, which made many regular customers complain.

"Jingzi, you're finally back, whether it's you or the proprietress, quickly change the boss back."

"Yeah, it's like we're in debt."

"My face looks like this. I'm sorry." The boss stood still without raising his eyebrows. Make some harmless jokes.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to help." Jingzi fiddled with her wet, bald hair with her hands. Her messy hair was still dripping with drops of water. She didn't care about herself, she was afraid that the water on her body would get dirty. In front of the tumbler's hall, I stood at the door and wiped off the rainwater on my body and bag.

The boss frowned: "Why are you drenched all over, come in quickly."

Jingzi heard the concern in the boss's words, and smiled lightly: "It's all my fault that I didn't listen to you and the boss lady's instructions in the morning, you deserve what you deserve, and you deserve what you deserve when you're drunk—"

"What are you talking about, you silly child!" The boss hurriedly brought a towel and put it on her head: "Hurry up and take a bath, I'll make you some cold soup."

"Hey, where's the lady boss?"

"behind."

"Understood, I'll go!"

"Uh, Jingzi—be mentally prepared." The boss hesitated to speak, but said sternly.

Kyoko nodded because she didn't understand. It's really strange. Why does the boss feel weird today, and the boss's wife is not in front of the counter, so the atmosphere of the tumbler is weird.

Walking through the hallway and the corridor, the light in his own room was on.

She tilted her head, could it be that the proprietress is helping her tidy up?

"I am back."

The moment the door was pushed open, Kyoko froze in place.

In the room, besides the proprietress, there was another person.

A woman she didn't know, but was vaguely familiar with.

The woman was probably in her thirties, her hair was neatly tied into a bun on the back of her head, and she wore a pearl hairpin.A decent beige professional dress on her body made her even more restrained. She was just sitting there with a polite smile, meeting her eyes the moment Kyoko opened the door.

"You are..." Kyoko's good upbringing kept reminding her in her heart that she should return the most polite greetings, but another feeling of greater anxiety spread like ink dripping into a cup in an instant.

The thick black ink spreads its teeth and claws, staining everything it touches.

"Jingzi, isn't this your mother?" The proprietress was puzzled by her doubts, and looked left and right at the two people who were stalemate.

mother.

It's still raining outside.

Is it an illusion? Suddenly, it poured out.

Her thoughts flew to nowhere, until she looked back at her eyes again, she had already settled in front of that woman for an unknown amount of time.

The temperature of the hot water in the cup in front of her indicated that the proprietress had left for a while, she didn't speak, and neither did the woman, and they seemed to communicate silently for a while.

Kyoko rubbed the towel on her head and tried to wipe the water off her hair, but Kyoko still didn't say anything.

"So...you still don't want to say anything." Finally, the woman spoke.

This voice is a little different, but it is indeed in memory.

She missed countless days and nights, her mother's voice.

With just such a thought, she suddenly felt sore at the tip of her nose, but she was very sober, and it was painful to be sober.

"I'm sorry, I should have gone to take a shower first, with this appearance." Jingzi didn't face the woman directly, but behaved modestly and politely, but between the words and words, it seemed to imply that someone disturbed her when she should have been disturbed. Arrangements to go to the shower.

In my mind, I simulated countless times the possible meeting with my mother, a street where I passed by unexpectedly, a goodbye in my hometown in Kyoto, her thoughts, yelling at her mother and throwing herself into her mother's arms when she was a child, Up to now, she is completely unfamiliar with the word mother. She doesn't know that the mixed feelings will still converge in her heart at this moment, making her heartbeat irregular.

"Sorry, I found out your address from Bupo." Sprout's voice was so flat that Kyoko ignored any fluctuations in tone.

"You can take care of yourself very well." She looked around and nodded. "The room is not big, but it is very clean. Listening to your landlord talking about you is also a compliment."

"Thanks to you." She also smiled back, but there was a sting in her smile. Mogami Kyoko is not such a person, but - what is this?The mother and daughter met for the first time after more than ten years, but she didn't give any foreplay, and commented on her like a teacher's home visit?

what is this?

She looked at the woman she should call her mother. She wore a good-quality sheepskin suit, her black hair didn't look old, and she wore light and delicate makeup. Only a little bag under the eyes that was covered by makeup showed her fatigue. She was sitting in a posture Still so straight and elegant, more than ten years...why...why can she live so well?

So feel at ease?

Even if I read those letters myself...

Nor can it be forgiven.

"I know you have a lot of dissatisfaction with my visit, I..." She paused, but shook her head suggestively: "I will never make up for the harm I have done to you, nor can I make you feel how sorry I am— —”

"Please get to the point." Jingzi said coldly.

It was as if a fishbone was stuck in her throat, and a sprout had been chopped off. After a while, she calmed down. This time, she seemed to have made some decision, her tone was no longer the same as before, and it seemed more... strange.

"I hope you can go back to Kyoto and get married with Bupo."

Jingzi raised her drooping head lightly again, with a faint smile on her lips: "That's it?"

"Even if you don't want to marry Bupo, as long as you return to the capital..."

"—That's it?" She repeated what she had said before, raising her voice slightly.

The flowing sea covered her eyes, and the shadow hit half of her face.

"—Exit from the entertainment world."

Sprout heard the sound of the other side picking up the cup suddenly, but when she closed her eyes and prepared to meet the ensuing expressions of dissatisfaction, she found that everything around her was quiet.

She opened her eyes again, and Kyoko in front of her was drinking the water in her hand.

After the saliva in her throat was swallowed, Jingzi said calmly, "I refuse."

"I will provide you with enough living funds to allow you to finish your university studies in Kyoto, and you can still find a good job at that time..."

Jingzi suddenly laughed: "Is this so, like in the past ten years?"

"……you--?"

"Don't pretend to be so surprised, didn't you ask Bupo's mother to put those letters in my room in Kyoto?"

"I didn't..."

"Let me know that you have been here for the past ten years, that you have never lost contact, and that you have been paving the way for my life..." She smiled lightly: "This will make me——hate you even more .”

[Mom... Mom... Where are you... Kyoko misses you so much...]

[Mom, come back... Kyoko will definitely score 100 next time...]

[Why...why you don't want me...why you leave me alone...]

You didn't lose your voice, you didn't have an accident, you just... don't want me.

Turned me into a caged bird, taking you as the world, but you didn't want to bear this fetter, and you didn't want to bear the condemnation of your conscience, so you handed over the feeding to others and flew away.

"Kyoko, I didn't do those things on purpose, and I know how much you hate me, but all I want you to do now is for your own good." It seemed that she had expected to be rejected, Ya Cai did not stop her words: "Maybe this statement sounds ridiculous to you, but I am your mother after all, and only I know what is best for you."

Are you worthy of saying the word "mother"?Jingzi looked at her coldly, but did not blurt out, she wanted to know, what did that woman say about her as a mother?

"I never heard from Bupo that you had some conflicts with him. Bupo is still young and indeed immature, but after all, you have been in love with him for more than ten years. I know that your position in his heart is irreplaceable. In this world you You never know what kind of man you will meet, at least, you and Bupo still have feelings for each other."

"As for Tokyo, it's too flashy. Everything looks so glamorous on the surface, but you haven't touched the darkness underneath. You are still a simple child at heart. I don't want you to be contaminated by the ugliness of this world— ——Even more so in the art world." At the end of the sentence, Sprout seemed to grit his teeth and clench his fist on the table.

Crash, the rain outside really poured down, hit the window lattice, and got into the room through the crack that was never closed.

Kyoko got up, walked behind Sprouts, and slowly closed the window.

Then she stopped by the window without looking back.

"If that's all you have to say, you can go."

Mogami Sprout shook the water glass in his hand, shaking his head as expected. "Please seriously consider my persuasion. If necessary, I may also talk to your president in person."

"you can go now--"

"Since you left Kyoto, you have been working hard on your own. I know your hard work. This is your living expenses since you left Kyoto. I will continue to make up for it when you return to Kyoto..."

Sprout stood up, took out a card from her bag and put it on the table, just when she turned sideways to say goodbye, she saw Kyoko by the window standing behind her at some point, with indescribably complicated emotions , looking at her.

Kyoko picked up the card on the table without any effort, and held it in front of her eyes like that, blocking the direct line of sight between the two, only one eye could see each other clearly.

Her voice seemed to have endured to the limit and was about to explode, trembling was transmitted from the card in front of her.

"How much more do you have to trample on me?"

"You don't care, you don't care, you don't care for more than ten years, even a parting is stingy to me, now you stand here, tell me you are my mother after all, tell me you know what is best for me, and then Gu Zi decides my world and my life, why do you—what do you know—what do you know!!!”

There is no reason for everything, you didn't give me a reason for you to leave, you didn't give me a reason for you to come here, you didn't give me any reason, you decided everything like this, as if there was no reason for everything——! ! ! !

Her tears finally swirled in her eyes uncontrollably, but she stubbornly refused to let them flow down.Just closing her eyes, the hand holding the card suddenly retracted, and the card was folded into two pieces. She stretched out her hand and pushed it behind her without looking back, and the window that was originally covered opened wide in an instant. , those two "remnants" were thrown out of the window by her like this——

"Take your poor living expenses and leave, my world."

When she opened her eyes again, she was the only one left in the empty room.

Just like the past ten years, she was the only one left.

She smiled.

Tears finally fell down.

It has been flowing, it has been flowing, and together with the raindrops outside the window behind, it is dripping alone in this world.

mom.

mom.

It turns out that the deepest despair is that there was hope.

The world in front of me is spinning and fragmented.

The last moment she fell, plunged into darkness, was the rain that fell into her eyes.

Blurred the world, together with the tears, at the moment of closing the eyes, slipped down.

68☆ACT.62 Fever temperature

Dimly, the head is heavy.

She struggled to get out her hands to knead the sore temples, but she couldn't muster even such a little strength, as if all the bones in her body had been broken down and reassembled, she could move, but she couldn't move rashly.

[I hope you can go back to Kyoto and get married with Bupo. ]

Do not……

[——Exit from the entertainment world. ]

No!

In the darkness, the beautiful woman smiled at her, turned around and kissed the man in the shadow.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, and skin cuddles.

"...No, I want to..." She clearly remembered the outline of that face and the temperature of that hand, but they no longer belonged to her at this moment.

The temperature of that hand...

Warm and gentle, caressing her forehead like a feather.

"lotus……"

"...I'm here." The low alcoholic voice sighed softly.

Kyoko suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hi." Above her head, the man holding the towel was smiling at her as warmly as jade. "You're finally awake."

This voice warmed her suddenly, and the feeling of loneliness and emptiness disappeared in an instant.She didn't say anything, she just blinked her sleepy eyes and looked around - it wasn't her own room, whose kingsize bed could it be?

Tsuruga Lian was holding up a thermometer, and she didn't seem to care about the fact that she was being ignored: "38°7, it's a little bit easier than before."

"Why do I..." She tried hard to speak, the voice that escaped from her mouth was hoarse and dry, "...how could... be here?"

"You have a fever."

Kyoko glanced at him dissatisfied and said, "Of course I know that."

Lian put the towel in her hand on the bedside table beside her, "The proprietress called me." After all, he had visited the tumbler several times, so it was impossible for him not to leave a phone number.

"--Eh?"

"They thought you were in the way, so they left you to me."

The foot under the bed kicked him lightly, but he was a girl, and when he had a fever, this fist and embroidered legs seemed to tickle him.

He couldn't help laughing: "You didn't close the window properly, the heavy rain made the room very damp, and..."

Staring at him with eyes open for a moment, Kyoko waited for the next explanation, because the flush caused by the high fever and the misty eyes made her look like a cute rodent.

"And you keep calling my name."

Pfft—the teapot boiled instantly, and she only felt a rush of hot air rushing from her heart to her cheeks, making her flush even worse.

His eyes seemed to overflow with water.

wrong.Jingzi seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly turned her back to him. After two or three seconds of silence, she simply pulled up the quilt to cover her head.

So dizzy, she thought to herself, but she still didn't want to tear the block off her head.

For a long time, there was no sound behind her. She slowly turned her head and at the same time opened a corner of the quilt. The space revealed in the gap was empty except for the quiet furniture.

Unable to hide her disappointment, she flipped off the quilt covering her head, and was taken aback when she turned around——

"Why bother." Lian was sitting on the edge of the bed at this end, tilting her head and smiling at her.

"Tsuga Lian!" This time, the yelling gave enough strength, and Jingzi glared at him angrily, but it seemed unreasonable, holding back her resentment and having nowhere to vent it.

"What's wrong with me?" He looked innocent.

Jingzi wanted to twist that frivolous face into a twist: "You know it yourself."

"I know someone got into a car with Bupo behind my back." He raised his eyebrows: "And this person hasn't told me anything yet."

... She paused.

"Hush—" His slender index finger was stuck on his lips: "We'll wait until 'this person' recovers from illness."

She looked away from him.Although he lacked strength and was groggy, he still had the strength to act arrogantly.

Tsuruga Ren shook her head helplessly: "You seem to have an opinion?"

The patient on the bed insisted on not saying a word.

He didn't care, and started to lift the quilt in the next second——

"Hey——" Jingzi stretched out her hand to stop him in amazement: "...do...what are you doing..."

Received no response, Tsuruga Ren reached out to her collar——

Coat, collar? !

She just noticed, no, this is not the dress she was wearing before passing out at all!

When—no, who—was the proprietress? Seeing that she was soaking wet, she must have changed it for her!

She had been drained of strength and could hardly withstand Ren's aggression, and his indisputable aura made Kyoko's resistance useless at all—

"——what on earth are you going to do?"

Lian paused: "Wipe yourself. You have been drenched in the rain and haven't taken a shower yet, and the temperature has been rising. I just prepared alcohol..."

Wipe yourself? --he? ! --"Never!"

"Do you need an injection then? I'll call a doctor for you." He gestured for the phone.

One hand held him down: "I will do it myself."

He was puzzled, but she stood up slowly, and took the alcohol bottle and towel by the bed.

"Wipe, I can do it myself." Kyoko lowered her head halfway, "...calling a doctor here...is not good." Are you kidding me, this is not a tumbler, but Tsuruga Ren's apartment!

Watching her move like a snail, Lian folded her arms, crossed her chest and squinted at her.

This kind of stubbornness is to make yourself worse?Fortunately, the windows in the room were closed and the heating was turned on, otherwise he wouldn't have given her a chance to be stubborn.

Kyoko finished the towel and rested her fingers on the first button of her pajamas.

Her eyes slowly swept away from under the fan eyelashes, and fixed on Lian's body.

Lian remained motionless.

Stretching out her slender jade fingers, she compared them to the side.get out.

Not moving like a mountain.

"I said——" Kyoko was speechless: "Do you want to make my condition worse, 'Mr. Tsuruga'?"

"Anyway, the result is the same if you wipe it yourself, I just speed up the progress for you so that I can take over."

Now it's her turn to be completely out of control: "Rogue."

"Which scoundrel is so kind." He leaned over and took Jingzi to his shoulders.He adjusted his sitting posture and leaned against Lian's warm chest.His ability to keep out the cold is not weak, and it was almost spring, and the room was heated again for her, so he only wore a thin light blue striped shirt, and the thin cotton jacket kept the temperature from his body, She narrowed her eyes slightly, and the fatigue of the fever made her almost fall asleep.

But she soon forced herself to wake up again, because he was unbuttoning her.

"No, no need... I'll just lie down..." Leaning on his body is very warm, and I won't have that hot and cold feeling anymore, at least it's much better than before.

Pat, the first button separated smoothly.

She moved, trying to avoid his hand that continued to slide.

"Don't move," Lian exhaled hot breath next to her ear, which made her ears itch: "I'm very serious now."

But if you continue to move, I don't guarantee that I will be serious later.

When Kyoko looked through her narrowed eyes, the third button had already been undone.

His expression was indeed serious, so serious that she wanted to laugh.

"You should be familiar with this kind of thing..." It was like accepting Fiona's offer to offer a kiss.

The hand on the button stopped moving: "Should I say thank you that you think of me?"

"You're welcome." Kyoko closed her eyes, and she didn't know when she was able to tease Tsunhe Lian openly, even before that slap, she was still aware of the unequal status of the two.But because of this slap, she suddenly felt a sense of freedom to turn over and become the master.

Naturally, the body in the pajamas couldn't be wearing underwear, but before she knew it, the alcohol-soaked towel had already covered the skin under her pajamas.

Then she lost sleepiness at all, she could only close her eyes and feign sleep, because she didn't dare to open them at all, she didn't know what kind of expression to use, and she didn't know what to say.She had had more in-depth contact before, and she tried her best to pretend that she didn't care, so she remembered what happened last time...

"Sure enough, your fever is getting worse." Tsuruga Lian looked at her blushing face and concluded. "Why is it raining?"

Hey, respect the patient, she is sleeping!

The towel under the pajamas began to slide from the center of his chest to the side, and his big palm easily covered the small softness under the palm through the towel.Although the towel was thick, the coldness of the alcohol and the helplessness of being easily grasped made her shiver.

"...I..." had to do something to distract myself: "I didn't bring rain gear..."

"That way you can also come back by car," he said with his magnetic cello sound above her ear and flicked her ear with his breath, while admonishing one hand with the towel under the palm to the other. Wipe away in the direction, "And why didn't you close the window when you came back..."

He was wrong, not thankless, absolutely not.

"...Well..." She couldn't help but hum softly, always feeling that the speed at which he wiped his body was ambiguous and dangerous: "Because..." That person—the emotion in her eyes rested for a while.

Because of that person.

That person who obviously has nothing to do with her anymore, but wants to intervene in her life forcefully.

It seems that the proprietress didn't tell Lian about this, so Lian didn't know about it.

"Ah!" She was still thinking and screamed suddenly, because the touch of the towel rubbed against a certain place on her chest, which made her feel like an electric shock.

"Be safe." Lian didn't seem to change her face, and gave instructions as if coaxing a child, and re-applied the towel with alcohol to swim on other parts of her body again.

"You don't..."

"Because of what?"

"Ah?"

"You haven't finished yet."

Jingzi shook her head: "It's nothing."

He smiled and increased the strength in his palm: "Because of what? My dear?"

"Well..." The three words "dear" are not used as a threat!

She simply pursed her lips, as if zipping up her zipper, singing against him.

But the opponent was not in a hurry, turned her over, let her face him and lean on him.

Kyoko didn't know why and put her head in the hollow of his shoulder.

Then the open pajamas were taken off from the shoulders——

She pushed him away in horror, but found that such a push opened the distance between the two of them, making the happiness in front of her burst out, so she hurriedly hugged him back.

puff-

The man being hugged didn't give a damn about laughing.

"You didn't come to take care of me at all..." She sighed weakly, and at the same time, she also realized that the choice of hugging him was unwise, because it was tantamount to not allowing her upper body to cuddle tightly with him.

"You can also lie on the bed and let me wipe it for you." He picked up the quilt and wrapped it around her back to prevent the unnecessary wind from entering.In fact, he should have been more in favor of this suggestion just now, because it has indeed become a torment for him now.

Kyoko can't say that she has a plump figure, but she will never lack what a girl should have. At least, he knows exactly what's going on with the soft curves outside the thin fabric. His fuse ignited like a flame.

Originally, she was still a little energetic, but she got angry.

The frequency of manual playing on the back was getting slower and slower, and his voice became hoarse: "Let's lie back."

……

What Tsuru Helian didn't expect was that his extremely friendly proposal was rejected.

She didn't move away from him, she just tilted her head back slightly and looked up at him.

Not long after, Kyoko suddenly smiled as if he had discovered something.

It's not an innocent and bright smile, it's just like a thread, a