I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

May lay on the bed, motionless.The pillow was thrown somewhere by her or Yiyong, so she could only stick her face on the bed sheet.

After lying down for a long time, her neck was aching, but she was still too lazy to get up.

About half an hour ago, she was finally alone in this bed, and she had to take this opportunity to lie down for a while.

Sure enough, lying in bed is the most comfortable.she thinks.

Yiyong, who got up earlier than her, was kneeling in front of the cabinet, carefully arranging her things.This was the task assigned to him in May, and he completed it with extra seriousness.

As long as everything is cleaned up here, they can go home.

In the low cabinet that was almost emptied, Yiyong found a strange cylinder with a sharp metal thorn sticking out of the center.Yi Yong stared at it for a long time but didn't recognize what it was.

"This thing... do you want to stay, May?"

"what?"

Wuyue raised her body slightly, and finally saw what he was holding in his hand.So she lay back to the original place again, and said lazily: "This is a candlestick. I bought it at a flea market. To be honest, I didn't understand what the base of the candlestick was. I just bought it because I needed it. Ugh ... I remember that our family should have extra candlesticks, right?"

"There are many." Yi Yong replied.

"Then I won't keep it." Wu Yue waved his hands generously, "Throw it away."

"it is good."

Yiyong carefully put the odd-shaped candlesticks into the trash can, and the things in the low cabinet were tidied up.He moved aside, stood up, opened the floor-to-ceiling wardrobe, and began to fold his clothes.

He had just folded two clothes and was about to take out the third one when Wu Yue, who was lying on the bed, yelled at him not to fold the clothes.

"It's shrunk." May said sullenly, "it's shrunk to the point where I can't save it, so don't keep it. I said, you can't tell that this dress is not the size I can wear at all ?"

May's words made Yi Yong fall into deep thought.He stared at this thin knit sweater shrunk like a child's clothing for a long time, then turned his head to look at Wuyue, compared it repeatedly in his heart, and really wanted to know something.

He nodded frankly: "I think you can wear this dress."

"What..." Wuyue muttered, "Don't have too much confidence in me, okay? Wait a minute, you don't need to fold the pants you are holding now. Its waist is too big, and I can't wear it."

Without even thinking about it, Yi Yong said bluntly: "Then you can wear it when you get fat?"

Hearing these words, Wu Yue suddenly jumped up from the bed, all the back pain and nostalgia for the bed are gone now.She flew behind Yiyong, ravaging his ponytail with both hands, messing up his hair.

"You, you, you! There are so many people who can't talk!" She muttered unhappily, "Leave aside, I will tidy up the closet by myself. Really... how can anyone want others to get fat..."

Yi Yong thought about it seriously for a while, but no matter how he thought about it, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said just now.But Wuyue beside him kept complaining, and he didn't dare to defend himself, so he nodded obediently, accepted all of Wuyue's dissatisfaction, and helped put the folded clothes into the box by the way.

Complaining and complaining, it seems that there is nothing to say.Wuyue didn't say anything more, only the sound of yawning.After listening to it for a long time, Giyong beside him also wanted to yawn inexplicably.

It seems that she was accidentally infected by her sleepiness.

Yiyong took a peek at her dark circles, and couldn't help asking: "Why do you look like you can't wake up every day? Didn't you sleep for a long time in the morning?"

Hearing this, Wu Yue's face blushed unapologetically, and she didn't know if it was purely out of anger, or because of her shyness.

She poked Yiyong's waist with her fingers as if punishing, and said angrily: "Why do I look like I can't wake up, isn't it to blame you? Really...why are you still so energetic, but I'm so sleepy!"

As she spoke, she unconsciously lowered her head, and even the pinnae of her ears turned reddish.Rubbing the sleeve of a shirt, she whispered to herself, "It's not fair at all..."

Yi Yong gently took the shirt from her hand, and let out a breath next to her ear like a play, which made her almost jump up in fright.

"What are you doing!"

"The sleeves are going to be ruined by you," he said. "Let me fold them. If you feel sleepy, just go to sleep for a while."

Shaking her head in Wuyue: "I won't sleep anymore. Hurry up and pack everything here, I want to go home soon."

"It's true." Yi Yong agreed, "There are still things to be busy when I go back, so it's better to get home early."

"What are you busy with? Is it related to the children who came to learn kendo?"

"No." Yi Yong didn't raise his head, his tone was extremely flat, "It's time to move the things in your room to my place."

Giyuu's tone was so normal that Wu Yue felt that what he said was normal.

"Oh--"

May nodded.

So this is what I'm supposed to be busy with...

……ha! ?

After being stunned for three seconds, she realized that Yiyong had actually said something quite remarkable.

The belt that was finally rolled up fell to the ground with a "click".Wuyue looked at Yiyong in disbelief, the flush that had finally subsided in the pinnae of the ear came back in the blink of an eye.

His expression...why does it look the same as usual?

May's heart was beating wildly.She unconsciously recalled Giyuu's words in the tone of "today's weather is so nice" just now, and she couldn't calm down no matter what.She tugged on Yiyong's sleeve, making him look back at her.

"You, you, what are you talking about!" She almost couldn't even speak clearly, "Don't decide such an important thing without authorization!"

Yiyong blinked and said in a reasonable tone: "But I think we have already reached this point."

"No! Well... then what... how should I say it..."

Obviously she had a lot of things she wanted to say in her heart, but right now she couldn't say a complete sentence.

Not out of exasperation, not out of dissatisfaction.She was just too surprised—a little bit of surprise mixed in with it—that she couldn't speak.

She covered her face with her hands and said nothing, trying to let the surprise fade away quickly.

She didn't notice a trace of disappointment in Giyuu's eyes.

"It's okay if you don't want to live with me." He said in a deep voice, his words were full of frustration, and even his tone lowered a little bit, "I know, I'm trying to make things difficult for others. I shouldn't ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by May.

"Don't think about it!" She pursed the corners of her lips and said falteringly, "I...I didn't say anything that I didn't want to live with you...I didn't! I just said ...I just thought it was too sudden...Before you decide on something like this next time, you should discuss it with me. Do you understand?"

Huh?

Jiyong opened his eyes wide.He clearly heard the expected answer, but he was still surprised.

It turned out that it wasn't that I didn't want to share the bed with him, nor was I angry with him—it was just that I felt it was too abrupt.

Yiyong felt relieved immediately.He nodded with a smile, and replied, "Okay. I see."

Wu Yue felt shy when he smiled, and even his presence made her feel uneasy, although it was not something to be shy about.She simply asked Yi Yong to help her fold the blanket.

"Blankets are to be taken home, so remember to fold them neatly."

Yiyong, who hadn't reached the bed, suddenly stopped, and defended himself: "I've always folded things neatly."

"Okay, okay. Neat and tidy."

May perfunctory casually, continued to sort out other things.

She had already cleaned this place a few days ago, so it wasn't too much trouble to clean it up.It didn't take long for everything in the room to be tidied up.

Close the windows, draw the curtains, and lock the doors.Finally, put the key under the flower pot by the stairs, and bid farewell to this small residence.

"Actually, there's something I didn't tell you."

On the way to the station, Wu Yue suddenly said this to Giyuu.

Yi Yong tirelessly helped her straighten her hat, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Well... To tell you the truth, I haven't found a job yet."

Yes, that's right.Now she is still a vagrant.

Some of the classmates who graduated in the same year as her seemed to have gone abroad, some returned home to inherit the family property, and some seemed to be engaged in revolution.She seemed to be the only one who became a vagrant.

But it is not because there is no suitable job for her, but because she has not accepted the olive branches thrown by those enterprises and companies.She just wanted to go home, and she had no intention of staying in Shinjuku to work or going to other big cities.

"Well... there's no rush for such a thing. Don't you think so, Giyuu?"

Wuyue tilted her head to look at him, and as expected received a few words of comfort from him.This instantly cleared her mood, and there was no more gloom.

In such a sweet and greasy atmosphere, there was suddenly a breath of elders mixed in.

"Oh, oh, oh, are you unable to find a job?" The anchor who appeared out of nowhere put on an expression of knowing things like a god, and said lightly, "Then do you want to continue your studies? Well, for example, Then go to graduate school, PhD, etc..."

Yiyong was alerted immediately.He quietly pulled Wuyue aside, looked at the anchor vigilantly, and rejected the idea of ​​further study for Wuyue.

There is no why.

If I had to give a reason, it would probably be...

"I don't want to be separated from her anymore."