The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

"See you."

He leaned his head back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, took the pillow beside him and hugged it in his arms, muttering softly.

"Friends?"

The warm water soaked her feet, and the feeling of being held by those hot hands still lingered. She slightly curled her cute toes and buried her head in the pillow brought to her side, and a muffled and low voice came.

"thank you"

After calming down for a while, the older girl named Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly became excited.

"Well, I have to get up early for class tomorrow, so I can't have a hangover."

I wiped my feet with the towel that Hiroshi had placed on the sofa, took off my clothes, rolled into bed and lay down, then suddenly thought of

"How did this guy know which towel I used to wash my feet?"

Chapter 34 Gokogen Hiroki knows magic

Ding Dong

"Hiroshi-kun, I saw you on Twitter. I didn't realize you were the writer of Sword Art Online."

The few friends who knew Hiroshi's email address sent him messages filled with surprise.

He is a famous young pianist in Japan and the most outstanding musician of his generation. The skills he performs are amazing. As one of the most outstanding people of his time, he and Hiroki Gokoro have become the twin stars of the Japanese literary and art world, showing extraordinary talents and many remarkable achievements in their respective fields. His name is Kousei Arima.

Ever since that encounter in childhood, the two of them had an indissoluble bond. It started because Gokuru Hiroki, who took the initiative to look for him to play, showed different and more skilled skills than him when they were playing together, which made him amazed. That's right, a young man with nearly twenty years of experience in his previous life, who had worked hard day after day to step out of the house and into the ranks of modern life, finally blossomed at this moment.

Hiroki Gokura successfully defeated the genius Kousei Arima (six-year-old version) with his courage.

On a beautiful afternoon, the two young people stood together. Kousei Arima looked up at the boy who was half a head taller than him and asked in confusion.

"Hey, why are you so skilled?"

"Oh, about that, you'll know when you have a sister."

In Arima Kousei's memory, when Gokuru Hiroki mentioned his sister at this time, there was a flash of fiery emotion in his eyes that was enough to melt steel, a madness called gentleness, as if the reason for his existence was the smile on that cute childish face.

"Hey, Mom, I want a sister."

The young Kousei Arima hugged his mother's legs and acted coquettishly, his cute big eyes twinkling with a glimmer of desire.

The mother trembled with fear and looked at him awkwardly.

"Kousei, why do you ask that?"

"Because I have a younger sister, I can become stronger. When I become stronger, my mother will be happier."

"Even if you don't become stronger, Kousei, your kindness makes your mother very happy."

Arima's mother bent her knees, smiled and touched Kousei's forehead, with a look of relief on her face. "I'm sorry, Kousei, this is the only mother who really can't do this."

Immersed in the happiness of his mother's head pat, Kousei Arima completely forgot about wanting a sister. This is the immaturity of a non-sister supporter.

However, a sudden illness swept away this happy family in the midst of hardship.

The usually gentle mother seemed to be terrified by her own limited time, and was left with only the fear of what would happen to her poor and lonely child after her death. Kousei was still so young, what would his future hold? Could he make a living by playing the piano, his beloved profession?

Can you live well alone?

With a mother's deep love for her child, she put on a serious and ruthless gray mask, and imposed harsh criticism, beatings, and strict and excessive demands on this little child. Overnight, he seemed to have matured a lot.

As the saying goes, the deeper the love, the more severe the criticism.

The greatest feeling in the world, apart from a brother's love for his sister even if it means his death, and a father's love as high as a mountain, is perhaps a mother's love, which is the worry and longing for her children that is the basis of everything for them.

Why are the first two before this?

Because the first two can give birth to the miracle of life based on family affection, why is the brother's love the strongest?

Because my sister is so cute.

Yes, my sister is the cutest in the world, Hiroki Gokuru firmly believes in this.

Once when he went to Arima's house, he saw him opening the door timidly with bruises all over his body. Gokou Hiroki understood something, smiled encouragingly at him, said "come on", and turned and left.

Soon, Hiroki Gokoro became famous throughout the Japanese literary world for the first time.

A collection of Hiroki Gokoro's short stories were published by Chaohua Xishi, which contains the youth fantasy of the entire series of Castle in the Sky, My Neighbor Totoro, and Spirited Away, and uses novel strokes to carve out the boy's perception of the world.

Taking advantage of his young age, when he was in elementary school, he completed his first million-selling work in his life. I remember that the sky was very blue that day, and the warm sunshine shining on his body made him feel warm and tired. Hiroki Gokou once again came to the door of the familiar building.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of anyone opening the door. The little girl from the neighboring house told him that Arima's mother was sick and Arima Kousei was with her in the hospital. He nodded in thanks and turned around and ran towards the hospital.

Kang dang

"Hey? Hiroshi, why are you here?" Sitting in front of the bed and looking at his unconscious mother, he heard the sound of the door opening and turned around to see the person coming and said in surprise,

"Huff, huff, huff," she breathed tiredly for a while, holding her knees, and forced a bright smile towards Kousei Arima.

"I'm here to show you the magic of friendship," Hiroki Gokura said breathlessly.

"Eh?"

"Huh" After calming down, Hiroshi looked at the boy in front of him and said seriously and solemnly.

"Arima Kousei-kun, are we two friends?"

"Eh? This? Of course."

"Well"

Hearing the expected answer, Hiroki Gosuke nodded, walked forward, passed Kousei Arima and came to the bedside. Looking at Kousei's mother's haggard face, he took a deep breath and kissed her gently and slowly.

Come true, the magic of my friendship.

"Hey, Auntie, don't sleep anymore. If you keep sleeping like this, Kousei will cry."

As if nothing had happened, Hiroki Gokuru raised his head and spoke gently to his great mother on the bed.

For a moment, we couldn't tell what was happening. The figure on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked at Hiroki Gokou with a smile on his face and Kousei Arima with a surprised look on his face.

"What's wrong with me?"

"mother"

With a surprised smile on his face, he cried happily in his mother's arms. At this moment, he was no longer the nervous yet strong, powerful yet weak Kousei Arima on the stage. He was just a child in the true sense of the word.

With a smile on his lips, he watched the mother and son immersed in happiness slowly leave the room and close the door that was filled with the light of happiness.

We often say: Sharing pain with others will reduce half the pain, sharing happiness with others will have double the happiness. Today, happiness is knocking on the door.

For a young man named Arima Kousei, time, which was about to stop, slowly began to move forward.

Let us witness the magic of friendship together.

Lying on the bed, my friend sent me

The following small theater:

Kousei discovered Hiroshi treating Kousei's mother, and then Kousei angrily asked Hiroshi why. Hiroshi lowered his head and thought for a while with a solemn expression, then looked up at Kousei who was angry in front of him and spoke slowly.

"Kousei, I've made up my mind. From today on, we'll go our separate ways."

"I call you brother, and you call me dad."

puff

Then the white knife goes in, the red knife comes out, and the play ends.

Chapter 35 Gokogen Hiroki is a Light Bulb

The only way to save her is to kiss her.

That was the message conveyed by this magical power. Hiroki Gokuru followed his instructions and took a light bite. Then the familiar rescue was completed.

"Look, Mom, I won first place in the Chiba Prefecture Piano Competition."

"Yeah, Kousei is awesome."

Princess Arima was very happy about her mother's miraculous recovery and discharge from the hospital. She practiced even harder. This young man who rose like a comet made his name spread to thousands of households through his hard work and excellent talent. While the doctor looked astonished, her mother, who was discharged from the hospital in good health, also regained her former gentleness.

Kousei Arima had a happy childhood, full of sweet memories filled with brilliant colors.

In a cake shop, today is the fifth anniversary of his mother's recovery and discharge from the hospital. Hiroki Gokou and Kosei Arima walked in to order a small cake for the celebration.

The name of the store is different from other European-style baking and cake shops. A series of beautiful letters appeared in front of him. His rich experience made Gokuru Hiroki read it out subconsciously.

"my daughter."

"Hey? Young man, you know French." A middle-aged man said with a gentle smile.

"Well, I understand a few words." I wrote down a few impressive short sentences when I was watching the anime, and this time it was a lucky coincidence.

"That's pretty impressive. There aren't many boys as knowledgeable as you these days." The uncle smiled heartily, patted Hiroshi's shoulder lightly and boasted.

"Thank you for the compliment." He lowered his head to show his shyness and modesty.

creak

The shop door was pushed open and a blonde girl walked in.

"Dad, I'm back."

Her voice was a little low, and her pupils were dull and lifeless under her thick black eyes, revealing a hint of fatigue. She was wearing a simple dress, and her body was of the slender type. This girl was the kind who would shine after dressing up carefully. Thinking of this, Gokuru Hiroki couldn't help but be speechless. After all, there are no ugly girls in the world, only lazy girls.

"Oh, Xun is back. Put your schoolbag down. Mom has prepared some delicious food for you. It's in the inner room. Remember to take it when you want to eat."

"Oh." The gray eyes looked up inadvertently and saw that it was not Arima Symbiosis next to me. His eyes lit up instantly. There was something wrong.

A strange thought flashed through my mind. It seems that this idiot Kousei is quite popular with girls.

"Dad, the store is busy now, let me help."

"Eh? There are only two customers right now. If you're not busy, you must be tired after a day of cram school. You should take a break."

"I said I'd help." Although he was smiling, he immediately understood what his daughter meant because he knew her temperament well.

"Oh yes, it's quite busy. There is a cake that needs to be baked in the kitchen. I'll go first. Xun, please help take care of the customers." The uncle scratched his head, turned around and smiled at us, then turned and went to the workbench to get busy.

"Leave it to me!" She stretched out her slender white arms, made a strong gesture, and smiled at her father.

After his father left, he couldn't wait to come forward and look at us. Shouldn't he be looking at Arima Kousei? For the first time in his life, Hiroki Gokou felt ignored. Wasn't it the first time he was a light bulb?

but

Arima Kousei, who was at the center of the incident, looked at him with a strange expression on his face. He was choosing the type of cake with a confused look on his face.

"Excuse me, are you Kousei Arima?"

The girl's eyes behind the thick glasses revealed an emotion called longing, and she looked at Arima Symoi nervously.

"Eh? I am right."

When a girl comes up to you and looks at you with such enthusiasm, any boy would be unable to resist, especially a shy boy like Arima Kousei. However, as I said at the beginning, how can a boy be shy?

"Hey, there really is a horse. I saw a living one!" the girl said happily.

"Have you ever seen me dead?"

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I was too happy for a moment."

"Can we pick the cake first?" Gokogen Hiroki said weakly. If we continued talking, it would be dark.

"Tsk." The girl glanced at Gokogen Hiroki in dissatisfaction and curled her lips.

"When did this guy show up?"

"I was in the store earlier than you! Don't ignore me!"

"Um, anyway, calm down first, okay? What's this classmate's name, please?"

"Miyazono Kaoru, my name."

"Really? Then, could you please recommend some delicious cakes, Kaoru Miyazono?"

“No problem, come here.”

The timid figure disappeared. Suddenly, the girl took Arima Kousei's arm and led him to a counter. She patiently pointed out the emotions and flavors of each cake, detailing the ingredients, preparation methods, and heat control. Her detailed and vivid descriptions had Hiroki Gokoro, a professional stay-at-home dad, listening closely. Surely, she'd been hearing this since she was a child? Amazing!

In the end, the two of them went back with a pair of pastries after the girl waved to them and asked them to come when she was free. It must be said that the girl's eloquent words confused the two of them, and in the end, their minds were filled with the words "buy, buy, buy, buy".

"Hey Haoshu, I can't finish all this at home, you can take it back."

"No, this kind of cake is very high in calories. Children will easily get fat if they eat it. I don't want to open the door and see three mountains of meat in front of me. Kouya, you should share it with your friends."

"Oh, okay."