People in Tokyo, the world is clear

The despised Xia Zhi girl wasn't angry at all. Instead, she continued to lie sideways on the table with great interest, looking over with her head tilted upwards.

Could it be...

"Hypoglycemia?"

"Yeah. Suddenly, I'm really hungry. I want to eat something."

She hummed this answer, then continued to stare at him intently, smiling lazily.

"Today, there is no midnight snack. If Qingshan has hypoglycemia, he can have some candy first."

"Eating candy is a bit boring. How about eating you..."

"Ok?"

"Eat the food you cooked."

Qingshan Xiazhi's voice was soft, as if he really had hypoglycemia.

But it could not escape Lin Sen's sharp eyes.

But I saw her truly mad one afternoon a few days after we first met. At that time, she was sitting at the door of the restaurant where she worked, unable to speak a word.

Even now, he still has the leisure to smile happily.

Directly, it was determined to be a deliberate act for the show effect.

It's like flirting...it's really scary.

Therefore, Lin Sen immediately exposed it without mercy.

"I think you're not suffering from hypoglycemia, but rather from an addiction to drama."

"Without Xiaolin's delicious food, I would feel like I'm going to die."

"Then please die quickly."

"Wow, what a heartless answer."

At this point, the evening's fun ended, and Miss Qingshan sat up again, while He Linsen devoted himself to the study of transcribing the music and composing the accompaniment for the hummed songs.

Inside the room, only the intermittent question-and-answer conversation echoed:

“Does this song have a name?”

"swallow."

"Such a lighthearted melody and beautiful lyrics... Even if their hearts are stained with darkness, they are willing to recognize each other and connect with each other through forgiveness... Kobayashi's mother is such a warm person to be able to create such a song."

"...That's true."

As the night deepened, the woman with the guitar on her legs sparkled brightly under the light.

There is a person standing sideways, half leaning over the desk and writing something with a pen.

At the end of May and the beginning of June, the clothes we wear at home gradually become cooler.

She was only wearing a thin shirt, which did not cover up her graceful figure.

The right hand tied with the bracelet held the pen, glanced sideways and blinked.

"But, just now, after hearing what Kobayashi said, I seem to envy Ito even more. It just occurred to me that the prototype of the female character in your new book seems to be her..."

"Yes."

In this regard, Lin Sen also adheres to the principle of protecting privacy - for the heroine in his second work "Night Run", who was based on Miss Ito, he deleted any settings related to her emotional trauma.

Under this premise, the protagonist of the book, who is based on him, naturally has many psychological activities that are close to confessing prophecy, and the tug of love. Writing is a joy, rich and word-filled.

However, this is only for the sake of creating a fictional effect. It definitely won't affect reality.

Ms. Qingshan also saw through all these details. So much so that when she talked about it now, she sighed:

"Ah~ It's really vivid and cute. It would be great if I could be written into Xiaolin's book like this."

"..."

In fact, the work I’m currently writing and planning to publish next is about you.

However, although this was the fact, Lin Sen did not say this.

After all, Miss Qingshan was always showing off when she was happy. When she was showing off, she would cuddle with him and do some nonsense, which was really difficult to deal with.

Today I can’t stand her similar actions anymore.

For things like this, let's wait until the future and let people discover them themselves.

Having come to this, I took advantage of my free time to start daydreaming, concentrating on thinking about how to literaryize the stories between me and Miss Qingshan in recent days and incorporate them into the novel.

Only the instinct of custody remains in my body to deal with the following casual words from those around me:

Until the frequency and volume of her speech gradually slowed down.

He even slowly leaned over the table before realizing something was wrong.

"Qingshan?"

"..."

Only then did he suddenly realize that something was wrong with her.

Shortness of breath, body shaking and weakness, even some symptoms of unconsciousness or even coma...

This time, it seems like I really have hypoglycemia?

He was anxious for a moment, but immediately calmed down, reached into her trouser pocket, and quickly picked up two candies wrapped in cellophane.

Slimming: ba yi si jiu ling san qi jiu ba

He opened one of them, reached out to help the girl turn her body sideways, and stuffed the candy into her mouth as she was in a daze and in discomfort.

One piece didn't seem to work, so Lin Sen immediately peeled another candy and fed it to her.

This time, it seems to have some effect.

I could feel the candy in my hand being actively sucked in. Then, a soft, moist tongue flexed around my finger, seemingly unsatisfied, wanting to savor the lingering sweetness...

!

The moment his heartbeat accelerated, the young man was startled and quickly pulled his hand back.

I was so startled that I didn't even notice the fleeting playful curve of another person's mouth.

He just patiently stared at her face as she looked dazed and her expression gradually relaxed.

Wait until she slowly opens her eyes, takes a long breath, and then sits up holding her chest.

"Why is it so serious all of a sudden? I almost fainted."

"Maybe, I was really hungry..."

"I've said before that I can't resist eating candy. Tell me if you feel really bad."

"I just told Xiaolin about it. But you thought I was just pretending."

"."

For some reason, Lin Sen always felt vaguely that he was being fooled.

At least, what Ms. Qingshan showed just now was indeed the standard manifestation of hypoglycemia syndrome in my impression.

Is it really my own problem?

Ah this.

Well, now that things have come to this, it seems that I can only take the blame.

Lin Sen didn't say anything stubborn:

"My question is, your tone was a little too relaxed at first. I couldn't tell if you were joking or serious. Now, I'm going to go make some midnight snacks."

"no, I'm fine."

Miss Aoyama casually waved her hand to express her indifference and continued to laugh, looking heartless.

Then, he took out all the remaining candies from his pocket, which included several varieties, and held them in his palms:

"I feel much better after eating some candy. By the way, how many candies did you feed me just now? I remember, one, two, three?"

"..."

"The third one seemed especially sweet and delicious. However, I can't quite remember the exact taste. Xiaolin, do you still remember which one you fed me the third time?"

That's not candy, that's fingers.

Lin Sen knew this, but at this moment, he couldn't say it out loud.

Or rather, if you really tell this fact calmly, it would be a bit too perverted.

Finally, I can only rely on the reaction to organize an answer:

“…I forgot.”

"what..."

The older girl sighed like an idiot, "I really want to taste it again."

"Aren't all the candies in your hand? Wouldn't it be enough to eat one each to achieve your goal?"

Suddenly, the stupid girl, whose IQ seemed to have dropped, brightened up immediately and looked at Lin Sen with a smile, not knowing what she was laughing about.

"Yes, yes, Xiaolin, you are right!"

Then she stuffed all the candies in her hand back into her pocket.

Still laughing heartily, he said:

"Well, that's it for today. I'll find another chance to savor the third candy later."

Lin Sen was almost broken from talking about it.

He hid his still wet right hand under the table and immediately changed the subject.

"Can it be done tonight? Otherwise, let's rest."

"Well...it's okay. Today, I'm satisfied."

So the girl put away her guitar, stood up, and took the lead to go to the small entrance to help another person present take out the backpack that was placed in the empty space of the shoe cabinet.

She turned around and handed it to him who came over, then put her hands behind her back and watched him leave, his movements a little stiff for some reason.

The whole time, he was smiling broadly.

Only after the door in front of him was closed from the outside did he narrow his eyes and suddenly smile in a cunning manner.

Raise your right hand from behind your back and place it on your lips.

"Don't you believe in love?"

"But the body is always honest... Or, this is the first time I've seen you so panicked."

"Seems like I'm still a little shy?"

However, when she mentioned this word, her cheeks gradually became hot.

"I'm crazy too. Suddenly there's this trick..."

Qingshan Xiazhi took out another candy from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and turned around.

"See you tomorrow, then."

My own little sun in a dark world.

Chapter 24: Life in the Dark

Lin Sen feels that it is necessary to reflect on himself recently.

During the Spring and Autumn Period in ancient times, there was an old man named Zeng Shen who said: I examine myself three times a day.

This statement is certainly true. Frequently and repeatedly recalling your daily words and actions can help you correct yourself. In many cases, maintaining this good habit is always a good idea.

Sometimes you can really find some problems, for example, now.

Lin Sen discovered that he had been too absorbed in other things recently and had neglected one person.

That's the big stray dog ​​named Kurosawa who stays at home... Miss Ito who lives next door.