The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

"Really?"

Feelings are something that can often touch the softest part of the heart inadvertently, accompanied by gentle words.

"Hiroshi."

A gentle breeze blew by, and the petite figure beside him unconsciously covered his hair with his hands, his face flushed, but hesitant to speak.

Facing Hiroshi's puzzled gaze, she smiled awkwardly.

"I'm home."

""

Before Haoshu could say anything, a shout was heard in the yard.

Wang Wang Wang

The puppy smelled the scent of its owner and ran over excitedly and circled around its owner.

Sabre

Yuigahama leaned over and picked up the cute little angel, rubbing the puppy's cheek. Then, as if remembering that Hiroshi was still around, she smiled at him sheepishly.

"See you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

I felt a little sour in my heart for no reason. It seemed that Hiroshi had never done such an intimate gesture as rubbing Yuigahama's cheek before. I turned around and looked back. Yuigahama was still standing at the door, waving goodbye to Hiroshi.

Of course, I was still holding the dog in my arms.

A small feeling of frustration rose from his heart. Are boys in their first love more likely to be inexplicably jealous? Although there is no basis for this, at this time Hiroshi chose to believe in metaphysics.

As he was about to go back along the original route, he passed by the cake shop he had just visited. Hiroshi stood at the door of the shop, hesitated for a while, shook his head, and turned away.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the road from the store entrance to the tram stop felt very familiar to Hiroshi. He was aware of many details on the road, including the surrounding small shops, the buildings on all sides, and even the small park at the corner in front. He had a vague feeling for them.

The dead leaves tumbled on the ground, and Hiroshi put his hands in his pockets. He wandered aimlessly, as if searching for memories. This feeling hadn't been strong before, but after opening a new beginning with her today, his heart began to throb.

The empty park was surrounded by cherry trees whose blossoms had long since faded and their leaves had fallen. With so many trees, the sea of ​​blossoms next year would surely be beautiful. Yui and I could come and see it together when the time comes. Thinking this in his heart, Hiroshi took a step forward and continued walking.

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star

There are no special effects of cherry blossoms dancing, no atmosphere of being surrounded by white doves, and no halo of children laughing.

I didn't know whose voice it was, but it was a beautiful, sweet, and intoxicating song. Following the sound, I walked in that direction. After a few seconds, I passed through the woods, and my vision suddenly opened up.

The song blended naturally into the wind, the melody dancing in the air as the wind picked up. A girl with a radiant light was there, singing subconsciously, as natural as breathing and reflex action.

Make the listeners feel comfortable.

The girl continued to sing, not noticing the visitor. She continued singing in ecstasy, showing her whole self and enjoying the long-forgotten dream time.

However, Hiroshi could see obvious tear marks in the corners of the girl's eyes.

Singing is obviously such a happy thing, and being chosen to sing this simple and cheerful song is also a happy thing, but why do these two happy things become so sad when put together?

I can't forget it and think about it like crazy.

The girl was still singing with all her heart, not noticing Hiroshi coming behind her. Perhaps she was still thinking of someone in her heart, and her singing was filled with deep longing, wanting to find him, to see him.

"Have we met somewhere?"

The singing stopped abruptly.

The girl was startled when she heard the voice behind her. She turned around and saw who was coming. She took a few steps back in confusion again, and then a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"Excuse me, have I seen you somewhere before?"

It takes a turn to leave and a lifetime to forget.

Chapter 112 What Happened After Meeting Gokogen Hiroki

The wind lifted the hem of her pleated skirt, carrying fallen leaves across the empty park. Stars were faintly visible in the sky, twinkling and shimmering just as in the song.

When the two met again after looking back, what appeared in each other's eyes were faces that were unfamiliar yet slightly familiar.

But who is he? What is his name?

Neither of them had any memory of the other; their names, looks, builds, preferences, and everything else seemed unknown. This meeting seemed like a long time ago, like they had been searching for each other for a long time, as if the person before them was the beginning of each other's life journey.

The two met again, or perhaps for the first time, and began to communicate in a strange atmosphere.

The two, cautious, presumptuous, and tentative, didn't talk for long. Like new friends trying to make friends, they cautiously took small steps forward, treading on thin ice with each other, and apart from the initial questioning, there was no communication at all.

They looked at each other for a long time.

"Perhaps we've met before, but it's been so long that we've forgotten each other's names. So, let's get to know each other again. Are you willing to be friends again, Friend-kun?"

Two people strolled through the dim woods. It was late autumn, and the air was distinctly cool. The ground beneath their feet was covered with layers of damp, fallen leaves. The silence was broken by the voice of the girl beside him, and Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief. A gentle autumn breeze caressed his face, piercing his collar and sending a shiver through him. Suddenly, Hiroshi's body felt weightless, so heavy he forgot to breathe. The world before him was like the sky hours later, pitch black, without a single ray of light.

What's wrong with me?

Oh, by the way, I'm sick today.

This was only natural. Ever since leaving home this morning, Yui and I had been running around, dragging our sick bodies around. The temperature in Chiba wasn't particularly low in autumn, but the wind was chilling and biting, almost piercing our skin. We hadn't rested properly during the busy day. Just now, when we'd rushed to buy the cake, our sweat had soaked our clothes. The cold air slowly dried us out, further exhausting our already weak health.

Moreover, now that I have encountered this situation and my mood has been fluctuating so much, it would be strange if nothing went wrong.

Hiroshi was already losing consciousness, his mind a blur of exhaustion. He tried to prop himself up and take a taxi home, but his struggle proved futile. He drifted groggily, his eyes closing. His limbs drooped limply, and he felt a sense of weightlessness.

Are you going to fall to the floor? I hope it doesn’t hurt too much.

The remaining consciousness muttered to itself in its heart.

啪踏

A frail figure caught Hiroshi's fallen form, and a familiar fragrance reached his brain through his nose. Though familiar, he couldn't place the scent in his head. Since he didn't know her, he couldn't possibly cause her any trouble. With the last of her strength, she muttered to herself before losing consciousness, the illusory figure before her.

"Yui"

Then, the sound disappeared.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Hey, you haven't told me your name yet."

Miyazono Kaoru finally found the person she'd been searching for. She glanced back at him in the crowd and locked onto his figure. Yes, it was him. The moment they met, a voice inexplicably emerged in the girl's heart. Although she didn't know who this boy was, or even his name, she was completely certain that he was the one she was looking for.

He had finally found the person, but before he even knew the other person's name, he fainted.

The sky gradually darkened and the temperature dropped a lot again. Miyazono Xun hugged Hao Shu in her arms and exhaled gently. It seemed that white mist was rising. Then she sighed, but she had no time to think about what was happening.

At this moment, even through the thick clothes, Miyazono Kaoru could feel the amazing heat emanating from Hiroki's body.

The weather is so cold, yet it exudes such high temperature.

Holding Haoshu's head, she gently lowered her head and put her forehead against his.

"It's so hot. How can this guy be so sick and still be wandering around?"

For no reason, my heart felt like it was twisted like a knot, and suffocating pain and sorrow were intertwined.

what to do? Now how to do?

There was no one in the empty park, and there was no downtown area around. At this time, most of the families were already at home eating with their families, and even if you went out, there might not be anyone to help you.

Miyazono Kaoru bit her lip and sighed helplessly again. She folded Hiroki's hands and placed them against her neck. An uncanny scent washed over her. In an instant, it felt as if she'd experienced this moment before, and once again, an uncanny warmth lingered in her heart.

The scenes of playing and fighting in the past have long disappeared, and what remains now is only the person he was in the past, so I leave behind my most sincere blessings.

Yo yi xiu

Following the slogan, the boy with a small belly was carried up on his back. The moment he stood up, the weight on his back seemed to overwhelm his knees.

woohoo

The frail body let out a mournful cry.

"Damn, how heavy is this thing."

Miyazono Kaoru grumbled in dissatisfaction, but a slight curve crossed her lips. Without pausing for a moment, she slowly walked forward with heavy steps.

As for that Yui thing

Sorry, the journey is too difficult, Miyazono Kaoru said that she has already tried her best to carry this idiot with sadness on his back.

Fortunately, the place wasn't far from her family's cake shop. After nearly half an hour of wasting time, the doorbell rang. Mr. Miyazono was stunned to see his daughter, who had been out for a walk, walk into the shop carrying an unconscious boy, nearly half her size, on her back. They were tied together with something like a strap.

And this boy seems a little familiar

"Xun, what's going on?"

Without thinking too much, Mr. Miyazono hurried forward while speaking, took Hiroshi off his daughter's back, and gently laid him aside.

Huha

He held his waist and gasped for a while. In such cold weather, sweat soaked his ears and temples, and his golden hair stuck to his cheeks.

"Don't worry about that for now, saving people is the most important thing!"

Chapter 113 Gogen Hiroki's respective tenderness

"Well, saving lives is the most important thing."

Mr. Miyazono agreed and hurriedly carried Hiroshi, who had fainted on the sofa, into the car next to the store. Just as he was about to turn around and tell his daughter something, he saw her move against him.

啪哒

He opened the car door, scurried in, and sat in the passenger seat, looking ready to go. This made Mr. Miyazono's mouth twitch.

This was the first time since her daughter had shown such an expression several years after she recovered from a serious illness. How long had it been since she was this excited? Although her daughter smiled every day, as parents, they always felt that something was missing from her heart, preventing her from laughing heartily. However, the source of all the changes that had taken place today was the boy who had fainted in the back. Mr. Park had already remembered this boy, the boy who had come with Yuigahama Yui earlier. Seeing their relationship,

He looked at his daughter with a slightly complicated look and sighed slightly.

"Xun, you stay and watch the store. Don't you see there are still customers in the store? I can just take the child to the hospital."

The complex expression on her daughter's face melted away like ice. Her father, his face slightly pale, seemed to be questioning something. However, Mr. Miyazono's reasoning was very convincing. Although she felt a little helpless, she couldn't refute her father's request. Firstly, there were still a few customers in the shop. It was impossible to kick them out, so someone needed to watch over the shop. And since her father had to drive someone to the hospital and her mother hadn't returned yet, she had no choice but to accept this task. Secondly, even if she wanted to go with her father, how would she explain her relationship with Hiroshi? If they were friends, she didn't even know each other's names. So why would she go to all this trouble to carry a stranger?

This time it was her turn to sigh helplessly, as if she had let out the persistence in her heart. Seeing her completely out of energy and spirit, Mr. Miyazono felt a pain in his heart, and at the same time, he became more determined in his thoughts.

I'm sorry Xun, it would be better if you could meet this boy earlier, but now daddy doesn't want to see you hurt and crying.

"I understand. I'll leave it to you, Dad."

He watched his daughter smile at him, wave her hand and gently close the car door, then slowly walk to the door of the store and stand there waving towards the car, but he didn't know who she was waving to.

"This stupid daughter"

Mr. Miyazono smiled bitterly, started the car and slowly drove forward. He slowly took out his cell phone from his pocket and flipped through the contact list in his phone.

Hello, is this Yuigahama? Um, I'm the manager of Ma Fille Cake Shop. Is Ms. Yui here? Um, she left something at the shop. Could you please help her pick up the phone? Okay, thank you.

Hello, is this Yui?

A female voice full of energy came from the phone. Mr. Miyazono subconsciously looked up at the unconscious Hiroshi in the rearview mirror, and his voice couldn't help but become a little lower.

The boy who came to the store with you fainted. I'm taking him to the clinic now. Um, it's the chinchilla clinic nearby. Okay, see you later.

As the conversation was going on, they heard the sound of ping-pong from inside. A look of understanding flashed across Mr. Miyazono's eyes, and he stepped on the accelerator with his right foot. The car sped away like an arrow from a bow.

I'm sorry, Xun, but you can't get close to this boy. Mr. Miyazono has a premonition that if it really comes to that, if he fails, he will be like a moth flying into a flame.

The wind was filled with some unknown emotion, and it whistled even more fiercely. Miyazono Kaoru was still standing there, gazing at the car that was gradually disappearing into the distance, and she breathed a sigh of relief. In the end, I still don't know his name?

Based on Mr. Miyazono's extensive life experience, he concluded that Hiroshi's condition was likely a fever, and the best place to treat a fever was a clinic. Going to the hospital required a thorough process, including registration and a skin test. Furthermore, since a fever weakens the body and immune system, sitting in crowded waiting areas like waiting halls can easily lead to the transmission of other highly infectious diseases through the respiratory tract.

Of course, this only refers to a small number of hospitals. It is not a wise choice to waste time on treating headaches and fevers. It just so happens that the doctor in the clinic with a strange name is an acquaintance of Mr. Gong Yuan. His fees and skills are praised by the neighbors. Naturally, he will not go far away and lose sight of the main goal.

creak

The car was parked steadily in the parking lot next to the clinic. When Hao Shu was carried out of the car, he saw a figure with pink bun hair running hurriedly from a distance.

"This little girl really thinks this guy is her sweetheart. Young people nowadays."

Lamenting that time is unforgiving and that he is no longer young, Mr. Miyazono held Hiroshi and walked towards the direction of the person coming.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Gongyuan. I really don't know what I would do without your help."

After receiving the call, Yuigahama Yui was like a madman. Thinking back to what happened to Hiroshi today, she rushed out of the house in a hurry without blaming herself.

I hailed a taxi and ran to the clinic, anxiously waiting for Mr. Miyazono to come with Hiroshi.

"Let's go in first. I've already told the doctor inside. This kid's condition can't stand any more delay."

Mr. Miyazono smiled and nodded at Yuigahama Yui, then turned around and walked towards the clinic with Hiroki in his arms, talking as he walked.

"I'm so sorry, Uncle Miyazono, let's go in quickly."

Upon hearing about Hiroshi's condition, Yuihama couldn't help but feel worried. She hurried to catch up and even urged him softly.