[Classroom] My neighbor is a sick girl

If Tsukasa Kawasaki met Akabane for the first time, the first impression the red-haired boy gave him was that he had better stay away from him ten miles away. The day of the distance between people.

"You seem to be lying very comfortably. Should I remind you that your poor friend is being pressed under you as a pad at this time, Kawa! Saki! Classmate!"

Akabane stared expressionlessly at the face above that was only three centimeters away from his own face, which was obviously stiffened by the shock, and said word by word.

"..."

Tsukasa Kawasaki blinked vigorously because his eyes were dry after staring for too long, his expression was still stiff.

"Ye, your eyelashes are quite long."

Kawasaki Tsukasa said dryly.

Although he had the urge to die after saying this.

"Should I say thank you for the compliment?"

Akabane gave him a fake smile.

"Can I trouble you to move your lord, how long are you going to keep this position?"

Hearing these words, Kawasaki Tsukasa was like a spring, quickly bounced off Akabane Ye, and consciously shrank to the corner of the room farthest from him.

If possible, he would rather go back directly.

Silently raised his head and glanced at the window, and immediately looked away after coming into contact with the figure of a red-haired boy.

"Didn't you come to me to study science? How can I study after standing so far away?"

Akabane sat on the chair in the room with his legs crossed, picked up a science exercise book that someone had forgotten on the floor, opened it, and casually flipped through it a few times.

"Hey, this exercise book is very good. There are exercises of different difficulty levels on it, and the key content is also marked. This is the exercise book specially made by Mr. Kawasaki for you."

Akabane raised the exercise book in his hand towards the corner where Kawasaki Tsukasa was.

"Ah."

Tsukasa Kawasaki nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"But this is really strange. Mr. Kawasaki is a very good science teacher no matter how you look at it. Why, as his son, you are so miserable in science."

"I also want to know why, that bastard Yu Kawasaki never told me that he was good at science, and he never showed it. Besides, I'm not his son..."

Kawasaki spoke in a voice as thin as a gnat, speechless.

"You huddled there alone and muttered something. Could it be that you came to my house to experience the charm of the corner?"

Before Tsukasa Kawasaki finished complaining, his collar was picked up from the opposite side, and he who was squatting in the corner was forcibly pulled up like this.

Ye, this guy, looks skinny, but unexpectedly he has a lot of strength.

Kawasaki Tsukasa looked at the thin boy in front of him, rubbed his neck that was red from the collar, and complained in his heart.

"Just sit here."

Akabane moved a chair from somewhere, and placed it next to the chair he was sitting on before. The writing desk in his bedroom was big enough for them to study together.

"Your room is quite clean. I thought you lived alone, and the room would definitely become a garbage dump."

Looking around casually, Kawasaki was very surprised at the cleanliness of this bedroom.

"I'm not some little baby who can't live without sugar, and my room needs to be cleaned by my father."

"I clean my room by myself, and who do you call a baby? In terms of age, I'm a month older than you, baby."

"However, this still cannot conceal the fact that you are eight centimeters shorter than me."

"Pay attention to your wording, it is [-] centimeters, thank you, and I will grow taller in the future, and usually a teenager like you who is taller at this time will not grow taller after high school , you just wait and look up at me in the future."

"I'm really looking forward to that day. Do you think I should squat down a little more in order to look up at your height raised by the heightening insole?"

"...I don't think we can continue to have friendly exchanges anymore, let's break up, Karma."

"Okay, it happens that I can enjoy the chocolates sent by my parents from France alone."

"Ah, that's strange. I don't remember what I said just now."

"..."

……

"Say..."

Tsukasa Kawasaki threw a liqueur chocolate that was said to have been sent from France into his mouth, and his eyes stayed on the empty pizza box in the trash can.

"You eat that stuff at night?"

Tsukasa Kawasaki pointed to the picture of the big pie that looked beautiful on the box and asked.

"My parents hired an aunt who took care of me. She usually takes care of my meals, but recently her son married a wife and took a week off, so I can only order takeout for a few days. .”

Akabane flipped through the science exercise book in his hand, and replied indifferently.

"It's a shame that you order takeaway every day. You can eat it. How about this..."

Tsukasa Kawasaki swallowed the last bite of chocolate, and moved to the side of Akabane full of interest.

"As a reward for helping me study science, I will take care of all your meals until your nanny and auntie come back."

After saying this, Tsukasa Kawasaki looked at Akabane expectantly, but what he got was a sharp shake of the head from the boy.

"No."

"Eh? Why?"

Tsukasa Kawasaki couldn't figure out why Akabane refused this proposal.

"Because you look like you want to take the opportunity to poison me to death."

"Huh? Why did I poison you to death?"

Tsukasa Kawasaki had no idea what was going on in Akabane's brain full of persecution paranoia.

"Well……"

Akabane pondered for a moment.

"Probably because you're jealous that I'm taller than you."

"Hurry up and die, you guy who suffers from deep persecution paranoia, and how long are you going to hold on to the topic of height!"

Although there will inevitably be a few words between the two of them, most of the time after that is spent on cramming for Kawasaki Tsukasa's pitiful science subject, which is so pitiful that he can't do it at all. I asked all the questions that I didn't understand.

I have to say that although Ye usually looks like a fool, he is rare when he talks about the topic seriously, and he can't see his usual bad personality at all.

When he went back, the red-haired boy insisted on the reason that he didn't want to leave indelible wounds in his young heart, and forcibly asked Kawasaki to go out from the gate of his house, instead of jumping in from the window like before. An antelope leaped in mid-air.

"I don't want to see a blood-red rose grow out of your head in close contact with the earth before the exam. This will affect my performance in the exam."

Akabane Xueba Ye said so.

"I know, I know, by the way, remember not to buy takeaway tomorrow, I will bring you breakfast and a lunch box at noon."

Before leaving, Kawasaki Secretary repeatedly urged.

"Are you the heroine of ACG, and you even bring your own bento?"

It was rare for Akabane to complain.

"Then I'm leaving, thank you for helping me with tutoring tonight."

Tsukasa Kawasaki waved at Akabane, and ran to his home next door with the thick exercise book.

"Ah, it's finally clean."

Returning to the bedroom, Akabane fell straight on the bed, lying down on the soft single bed in a large font, with his head tilted to the left, and his eyes just met the trash can placed next to the writing desk.

"How much chocolate did that guy eat?"

Looking at a trash can full of chocolate candy wrappers, Akabane had a black line on his head.

He took the mobile phone that was still charging from the bedside, and clicked on it to find that his parents, who were traveling in France, had sent him a message.

"How is Ah Ye doing recently? If you don't have enough money, please tell us. Besides, Mom and Dad are now in Provence. The lavender here is so beautiful."

Attached below is an electronic picture of a red-haired couple holding hands and standing side by side in a gorgeous sea of ​​purple lavender flowers. Both of them have a happy smile on their faces.

After seeing this picture, the red-haired boy paused for a moment in his scrolling down, pressed the save button on that picture, and then quickly sent a message to go back to the past.

"Very good, don't read, the money is enough, have fun."

After typing the last full stop and pressing the send button, Akabane turned off the power button, left the fruit machine with a black screen aside, looked up at the white ceiling above his head, wondering what he was thinking.

"Boom."

There was a crisp sound from the window glass, and Akabane got up from the bed, walked to the window, and faced the slightly embarrassed face of the black-haired boy opposite.

"Are you taking revenge on me for giving you the window before?"

Akabane leaned against the window, leaving a blurred profile of the black-haired boy opposite.

"You think everyone likes mischief as much as you do."

Kawasaki Tsukasa rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, and then became a little tangled for some reason the next second, even hesitating when speaking.

"That's why I smashed your window, that's..."

"Please speak up, I haven't heard a single pseudonym from such a distance."

Akabane dug his ears, indicating that he couldn't hear.

"..."

Trying to control himself not to throw the thick exercise book in his hand directly to cover his face, Tsukasa Kawasaki took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Chi! Yu! Karma! Same! Learn! Evening! Goodbye!"

After saying this, Tsukasa Kawasaki opened the window as quickly as possible, lowered the curtains, and the whole set of movements came down smoothly without a moment's hesitation.

Akabane facing a closed window: "..."

After being stunned for a while, Chi Yuye didn't know what he thought of, and laughed alone with his head buried in his head. When he raised his head again, there was still a faint smile on Junxiu's face.

Close the glass window with your right hand, lock the anti-theft lock, and lower the light blue curtains to cover the dark night outside the window.

A few scattered stars are dotted in the dark sky, emitting faint and gentle starlight.

"Good night, Tsukasa Kawasaki."

The author has something to say:

It's so late, maybe no one will watch it_(:зゝ∠)_

Good night, little angels (*￣3)(ε￣*)