[Net King] Starlight is still

AM7: 05

The bright sunlight shines through the light yellow curtains, and most of them are blocked from the outside.The rest of the light entered the huge room, dyed a layer of warm light yellow.

On the soft bed, I gradually opened my eyes.Today is Saturday, there is no need to go to school, there is no alarm to urge, the feeling of waking up naturally is really comfortable.

I sat up, feeling dark in front of my eyes and dizzy in my head.

Rubbing my temples, I could see everything around me clearly.Maki is not by my side, and the suitcase she carried when she came here is also gone.

she left?

I rushed out of bed in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to put on my shoes and ran out of the room.

Shiraishi walked up to the second floor and saw me in pajamas and walking barefoot.

"Aya, are you awake?" He walked towards me, "Why don't you wear your shoes?"

"Where's Maki?" Unable to hold back the anxiety in my heart, I asked.

"Ms. Mizumoto left just before dawn."

Hearing Shiraishi's words, I was disappointed for a while.Why go in such a hurry?Did she know that I was determined not to leave, so she chose to leave without saying goodbye?

A strong dizziness hit me, and at that moment, I fell forward as if unconscious, and fell into Baishi's embrace.

"Aya..." Shiraishi's fingers attached to my shoulder, and he noticed my abnormality, "Why is your body so hot?"

It must be because of the rain yesterday. I thought it was not serious, but I did not expect to have a fever.

"You...you really don't care about your body." Knowing that I was sick, Shiraishi scolded me, then picked me up, walked into the room, and put me on the soft bed.

He found the thermometer and took my temperature.

"39 degrees five."

After reading out the reading on the thermometer, Shiraishi looked at me who was drowsy.Because of the fever, my eyes blurred.

"The only way is to ask a doctor for an infusion..."

When I heard the word "infusion", I suddenly woke up.The experience of the first needle injection came before my eyes——

When I was six years old, Maki sent me to the hospital for an infusion because of a high fever.The intern nurse gave me three needles but failed to pierce the blood vessel. Green bumps swelled up at the place where the needle was inserted, and a lot of blood flowed out.Therefore, I developed a fear of needles.

I grabbed his arm in fear, almost begging him: "No infusion, okay? I'm most afraid of needles..."

Seeing my longing eyes, Baishi reluctantly agreed.

He made me take a few pills and tucked me in.I felt as if I were in a huge furnace, I was the source of the fire, and the heat in my body seemed to reduce me to ashes.

I breathed shallowly, endured dizziness, and my cheeks were surprisingly hot.With hazy eyes, Shiraishi took out a bottle of alcohol.

"Hey, rub some rubbing alcohol, and the fever will go away faster."

Although I am a little disgusted with the pungent smell of alcohol, I have to endure it silently until the high temperature subsides.The fever was scalding, and the head was dizzy, it was really painful.

Shiraishi wiped the alcohol on his palm, and gently stroked my hot forehead.His palm was mixed with alcohol, it was very cold.

Feeling a burst of warm breath sprinkled on my face, I suddenly opened my eyes and found that Baishi's handsome face was close at hand.

He is carefully wiping alcohol for me, his perfectly lined face is so dazzling.

I don't know if it's the effect of fever or the throbbing in my heart, my cheeks are hot, but fortunately he didn't notice it.

"Wipe a little on your hands too, it will be much more comfortable."

Shiraishi smeared alcohol on my hands, and his cold and delicate fingertips gently touched my skin.His movements gradually stopped.

Um?I raised my heavy eyelids curiously.He was looking at the hideous scar on my wrist, with distress in his eyes.

Subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Shiraishi seemed to know my movement, and held my hand tightly again.

"Aya, I will protect you." He frowned slightly, put my hand on his soft lips, and touched it lightly.

"Hmm..." This is an inexplicable sentence, but it has an unquestionable certainty.Could it be... does he know what happened to me?

Thinking about it, my head became more and more dizzy.Sighing helplessly, I closed my eyes and stopped thinking about it.

The effect of alcohol volatilization is obvious, and I feel the coolness on my forehead.However, there were bursts of cold air coming from my body, and I actually felt a little cold.

"It's so cold..." When you have a fever, your body will be hot and cold, which is a headache.

"Cold?" Shiraishi, who was sitting by the bed, heard my whisper, got up, found a quilt from my room, and put it on for me.

"Isn't it cold?" He sat back on the chair in front of the bed and asked.

"Hmm..." I replied lazily with a nasal voice, and I entered the state of waking up and sleeping again.

Shiraishi propped his chin with his left hand, silently looking at me, whose cheeks were flushed with fever.

"Aya, you idiot, you have so many difficulties, why don't you tell them? Is it really good to swallow the bitterness by yourself?"

He murmured with almost zero decibel lip language, and the words dissipated before they reached my ears.

His fingertips caressed my cheek unconsciously, Shiraishi sighed softly.Noticing that my forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and put his palm on my forehead.

"Ah, isn't it very hot?" Baishi asked me anxiously, feeling that my body temperature had returned to the original heat.

"Um……"

My body warmed up unknowingly, as if I was put into a stove to roast me.I wanted to tell him I was hot, but it was hard to open my lips, so I didn't.Didn't expect him to be able to keep silent.

Hearing my vague answer, Baishi took off a quilt on my body.

In this way, I lay quietly all morning.Unknowingly, the sun has risen overhead.

I don't want to eat at all, because people with fever will have poor appetite.

As if he could see through my heart, Bai Shi, who had been guarding me, said, "Rice is a must. I'll make some light porridge, wait for me."

After all, without allowing me to speak, he left the room.

I blinked slowly, and put my palm on my forehead, feeling that the body temperature still hasn't subsided.

Does taking medicine not work?Frowning, I retracted my hands under the quilt.

Half an hour later, Baishi returned to my room with a bowl of porridge.

He gently lifted my body and let me lean on the soft pillow.

"Hey, have you eaten yet?"

"It doesn't matter to me," Baishi smiled and picked up the spoon, "I guess you don't have the strength to pick up the bowl, so let me do it."

Shiraishi, Shiraishi, you are exactly like your aunt, you are thoughtful and delicate.

He scooped up a small spoonful of porridge and handed it to my mouth.

I have seen this scene countless times in TV dramas. When I saw the heroine even shed tears, I dismissed it, thinking that the performance was too exaggerated and unrealistic.But, having experienced it myself, I will never say that again.

Because, he is the person I like... How can he not touch me if he can feed me hungry when I am seriously ill?

Feeling his gentle gaze, I opened my mouth and swallowed a spoonful of porridge.

I worked very hard to finish a bowl of porridge before I lay back on the bed.

"That's right, Aya," Baishi smiled, "The appetite is better, and it should recover soon."

I nodded and kept silent.Although I don't have much appetite, but Baishi feeds me, how can I not eat?It is estimated that this kind of psychology created an illusion for him, right?

After lunch, I fell back into a drowsy sleep.

Shiraishi still guarded me tirelessly.

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AM7: 13

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning.

To my surprise, there was another person lying next to me.

"Ah—" exclaimed, I kicked him hard, and then dodged backwards.

"Hmm." Maybe the kick hurt him, and he turned to me after grunting.

Only then did I realize that that person was Shiraishi.

It must be very painful to see him frowning and rubbing his kicked waist...

"I'm sorry..." He lowered his head, not daring to look at him who was gradually waking up.

"sorry."

Hearing our unanimous apology, Baishi sat up and smiled, "I was too sleepy yesterday, so I fell down here. Now, you kicked me so hard, the fever should have subsided, right?"

I nod.When I woke up, I felt much lighter and my head was not dizzy.It is thanks to his care that he can recover so quickly.He must have spent a lot of energy, otherwise how could he be so sleepy that he fell asleep on the spot?

"Thank you so much for taking care of me yesterday."

"It's nothing." Baishi smiled generously and raised his eyebrows. "By the way, why are you so nervous? It's not like we haven't done this before, right?"

"What?" I suddenly opened my eyes wide, my face full of disbelief.

"Ang..." Baishi stroked his brown hair helplessly, "Who said 'don't kill me' that night, and who broke into my room and punched me?"

It turned out... that night when there was a thunderstorm, he was the one who gave me such a warm embrace, and then hugged me and fell asleep.It is him who can free me from nightmares and let me sleep peacefully.

"It's Sadako Yamamura..." I lowered my head in embarrassment, wishing I could get under the floor.I always do some embarrassing things in front of him.

"Haha." Shiraishi stretched out his hand and pulled my hair forward abruptly, making me a pirated Sadako again.

He was very satisfied with his masterpiece, "This way, it's more like it."

I flicked up my hair indiscriminately, looked at him who was gloating, and couldn't bear to scold him: "Shiraishi Kuranosuke, you scoundrel!"

I was about to reach out to knock off his hippie smiling face, but Baishi dodged deftly, turned over and jumped off the bed, but I was lying on the bed because of my unstable center of gravity due to exaggerated movements.

"Hmm ~ Ecstasy!" Shiraishi looked down at me, who was on the ground, and praised himself in Kansai-style English.

"Pfft." I couldn't help laughing on my dark face, his catchphrase was really full of laughter.

"Aha?" Seeing me being amused, Shiraishi raised his bangs proudly.

It turned out that he also has such a relaxed and lively side, which can change my mood all the time.I stared blankly at his face with a smile in his eyes.

I am destined to owe him, and it will never end...

The author has something to say: Thinking of the start of school tomorrow, a certain seven wants to cry, and is going to be a disgraced ascetic again... Why does it feel like this holiday is over in the blink of an eye? ?It is said that more than 29 characters can be written in 7 days of vacation. Qiqi is amazing, right? ? (Hey, go to the narcissistic side!)

Well, I suddenly realized that the pronunciation of "seven" is "Nana", so cute~