North house meal

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Yonekura Zhixia walked out of the kitchen.

She tidied up the small mirror placed in the kitchen, and her face was horrible even if she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The stained dirt was washed down by tears, and the tears blurred the facial features, just like a red-nosed reindeer.

There was nothing to do with the clothes, the yellow mud on the heavy white dress was dry, she should have expected this kind of thing when she climbed the mountain.

The door of the living room was open, and a white-haired young man was sitting at the table, with his head on his hands, flipping through a book.

Yone Cangzhixia took a deep breath, walked in, and sat down after some distance.

"That." The young man turned his head to look, Mi Cangzhixia slid his hands from his legs to the ground, put his palms on the ground, lowered his upper body, and made a perfect salute: "Thank you very much for your help this time."

Seeing this, Bei Xinjie immediately knelt down and returned with the same etiquette, saying, "It's not a big deal, as long as you're fine."

The young man's voice was calm, and the two of them didn't raise their heads for a moment, as if they were pondering whether the time would be long enough, and they sat upright at the same time with a tacit understanding.

Yone Cangzhixia spoke first: "Do you live here alone?"

"Yes. She was with grandma before, and she went back to Fuyuki to recuperate her body."

"Ah, I'm also from Fuyuki." Yonekurae Natsu widened his eyes: "No wonder you think your accent is familiar."

She lowered her gaze, trying to figure out how to say the next thing.It was late at night, she had nowhere to go now—

"It's very late," Kita Shinsuke stood up first, "There are vacant guest rooms here."

He can read minds?Yonekura Zhixia raised his head, his eyes were shining, comparable to Sirius in autumn and winter.

"My name is Zhixia." She omitted the surname of Buxi: "What about you?"

"North Shinsuke."

"Nosuke."

Kita Shinsuke didn't mind calling people's names without thinking.

He took Yonekura Zhixia to the guest room, told her the direction of the bathroom, and took out a set of clothes he hadn't worn much for her to change into.

What a nice guy.Yonekurae Natsu sat on the small stool in the bathroom.The hot water ran over the body, and there were many wounds on the body, all of which were scratches, and they were painful when they were connected together, but it was bearable.

Living alone in the mountains, is he an ascetic?But cooking is delicious, not austere.

Ah, I don't know what the family is like now.My father must have been furious, and my mother and sister were trying to appease him.Enough is really enough, he acts like a good man, a good father, a good president outside, but in private he knows to vent his anger on his family.She went home so young to avoid him, but in the first month after moving home, her father's temper has not decreased but increased, and she will never go back.

If you can hide, hide for a while, and wait until the limelight of the blind date passes.

Yonekurae Natsu dried her body and changed into the clothes prepared by Kita Nobusuke. It was a set of sportswear, which was a bit too big, with trouser legs dragging to the floor, and the sleeves only showed fingertips, but it would fit well when rolled up.

The hair was almost blown, and Kita Shinsuke even brought brand new toiletries.Yonekura Asaka went to the guest room, and the bedding had already been made, and there was a wooden tray next to the bed, with disinfection supplies and band-aids on it.

...Is this really not a luxury hotel?

Yone Cangzhixia sat down and hugged her knees, sandwiched a band-aid with a picture of a little fox, and laughed.

Next door is the master bedroom, Kita Shinsuke heard someone coming back to the room, and after a while there was the sound of turning off the lights.He also lay down.

Zhixia, pronounced shika, is the same as deer.The neighbor was right, there are indeed deer, wild ones.

Kita Shinsuke smiled unconsciously, put his hands on his belly, and closed his eyes.

The surname... I remember it was Mikura, the family is a trader, Fuyuki is considered one of the top companies, and even sponsored the local volleyball association.

But the other party didn't mention his surname, as if deliberately avoiding it, and obviously didn't remember him, so there was no need to mention that they had been in the same school.

……

Yonekura Zhixia had a dream about her former classmate.

That day she finished her dance class and went back to school to pick up the mobile phone that was left in the drawer.It was very late, and the club activities were almost over.The guard urged her to come out quickly when she went in, but Mi Cangzhixia walked slowly in the campus.

Passing the volleyball club activity room, she saw that the door was not closed.

The school's baseball doesn't make it to Koshien, but the volleyball club is very famous. It belongs to a strong old school and frequently appears in major arenas with the equally powerful wind band. It has little to do with her who is not a sports department.

Apart from attending classes on weekdays, she has never been to the court, and she is not interested in volleyball.Occasionally, a classmate would watch a fight among members of the volleyball club, and they would always mention twin brothers.What she remembers most is the training of the volleyball team.

It's just that the door of the stadium was open, and at that moment, Yone Cangzhixia walked in by mistake.

There was no one on the bright field, she went to the net to compare her height, and even did a tap dance, taking this place as her own world.

"You, haven't you gone back yet?" A voice broke her solitude.

Yone Cangzhixia hid behind a short pillar with lightning speed, and saw a figure walking out from the second floor.

Her heart was beating inexplicably. After confirming that she was not found, she quietly went up to the second floor, approached the door and looked in.

The palm-width glass window seems to reflect another world.

The person's face and voice have long been forgotten, only remember that he was wearing a white shirt and was a student.

He is holding a brush and cleaning the urinal.

The club activities of the sports department are so cruel that they need members instead of special cleaning personnel to clean the bathroom.

This really startled Yone Cangzhi Xia.

This sense of shock was revived after she entered the opera troupe and started a year-long freshman cleaning.She wondered if that person was punished, so she did the cleaning alone; she also guessed if it was a cleanliness fetish, so she took the initiative to do so.

But no matter what, her curiosity could not be satisfied.There is an unsolvable puzzle in Yonekura Zhixia's heart.

However, this is really a good dream.She thought of the carefree days in the past, when her father's scolding could not even blow over the clouds, she was living in her own dream at that time.

Yonekura Zhixia opened his eyes, rolled around twice and then sat up.

She slept very well this time, impeccable, she was in a strange place and on a strange mattress, and she always disliked Japanese-style beds, but she felt at ease and at ease like never before.

Chirping birds can be heard outside the window, warm meals are placed on the kitchen table, and there are handwritten notes next to the white envelope.

Yonekurae Xia Jiang picked up the short note with a smile on his lips.

【To Zhixia,

The envelope contained the fare to Fuyuki, and the bag on the chair contained clothes. I wish you a smooth journey.

Attach the route of the means of transportation.

Nobusuke]

Ah, is this going to drive her away?

The depressed corners of the mouth instantly replaced the smile.

The road map was clearly marked, and Yone Cangzhixia didn't even look at it.She picked up the envelope, opened the seal, and put the note in.

A water bottle can be stuffed in a men's sportswear pocket, and envelopes are a piece of cake.

Yonekura Zhixia opened the bag again, and inside was the long skirt she wore during the blind date.

Overnight, the dress was like brand new, perfectly dried and ironed.

She opened the vegetable cover again, sprinkled bonito flakes on rice, pickles made of mushrooms and fungus, various vegetables with meatballs, and soup.

The belly makes a well-timed sound that says "I'm hungry."