Peach Blossom Debt

Compared with those teenagers who use their lives to exercise, she, a sports waste, is also suitable for these behind-the-scenes arrangements.

She highlighted the part of the layout of the venue.

The traces marked by the pencil made her startled suddenly, and in the next second, she took out another thick stack of documents held in a clip from the drawer.

Those were the planning proposals, event arrangements, and financial budget reports for the Ice Emperor Academy Festival—to be precise, the previous two years.

Speaking of which, it's been a month since the school festival ended, and she hasn't returned these things to the archives of the student union.

Bei Guran's expression was a little pale, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his fingertips brushed the words marked on it.

That handwriting - Bei Guran's eyes fell outside the window.

Atobe Keigo’s handwriting, you can know the person by looking at his handwriting, his handwriting is as flamboyant and high-profile as himself, with powerful strokes, golden hooks and iron strokes, like a wild horse flying from the rein And go, when the pen is closed, it is still powerful, and it can be retracted and released freely, penetrating three points.

The word is like its person.

She could imagine the expression of the boy with purple-gray short hair when he was writing, the sharp light in his dark blue phoenix eyes, and the shining tear mole at the corner of his eyes.

Bei Guran frowned slightly, and suddenly realized that the image of this boy in her mind had become vivid.

Keigo Atobe, who was originally only identified by the two identities of the ice emperor and the head of the tennis department in her mind, suddenly became vivid, and at some point, when it appeared in her mind, it was very clear .

She reached out and rubbed the center of her brow.

These documents, these markings...

He knew that she would not ask him for help, and would not ask him for those planning proposals and previous years' colleges and filings, so he didn't ask about this matter—but the surprise was that he didn't directly force those things Give it to her, of course, this is something she must refer to when making plans, so it will not be too bad, even if he directly gives it to her, it is a matter of course, as long as Keigo Atobe really wants her to do that plan.Not only that, Keigo Atobe seemed to have guessed that she would secretly take those things, sorted them out in advance and put them in the most conspicuous place in the student union archives.

When Watanabe told her in the earphone that this thing was placed in the most conspicuous place, she couldn't find the adjective that should be able to express her mood at that time.

In addition, the materials are clearly marked-the key parts and Keigo Atobe's evaluation of several proposals.

These are her references for planning the school festival.

It's really bad - such a quiet toughness and gentleness, Keigo Atobe is really a good person who doesn't know what to say.

Bei Guran's fingertips lightly tapped on those documents, his expression extremely cold.

Of course she knew that this was Keigo Atobe not doubting her ability or something, but for Hyotei Academy and for the school festival to be carried out better.

However, this seems to hit a nerve.

Bei Guran lowered his eyes, threw all the documents into the drawer, and started to look at the current work again.

who cares.

Let's deal with her messy arrangements for the school ball game first.

The registration for each event of the ball game has been notified to all students in each class, and the list of registration should be listed today; the promotional posters and large-scale poster shelves for the event have also been set up, and the on-site layout needs to be viewed separately; Many, I am afraid that the manpower of the student union alone is not enough to maintain the situation on the spot, and there must be someone to be the referee, do the score statistics and so on.

Sure enough, it would be better to recruit some student volunteers.

Bei Guran unconsciously turned the pencil with his right hand, carefully considering the entire work arrangement.

Maybe you can consider directly recruiting and arranging volunteers from various sports clubs. After all, they should be more familiar with ball games, and there is no need to explain clearly to student volunteers the refereeing rules of various ball games.

She picked out the ice emperor student sports club list.

"It's really troublesome." Bei Guran looked at it for a while, and muttered something in a low voice, but his tone was flat and didn't seem to be complaining.

It's almost like an additional task after clearing the daily tasks and the main task - and there is still no reward.

She turned her head and saw two girls walking down the corridor, talking and laughing.

Bei Guran's eyes paused, and he raised his eyebrows—Itano Ryoko and Nakazato Momoko—seemed to have come back from the hospital, I hope that memory will not become a shadow of life—well, even if there is, there is no way.But have they become good friends after experiencing life and death disasters? In other words, won't two people who have suicidal thoughts get together and make the same mistakes?And Makoto Ando, ​​who is only 12 years old, wonders if he can bear the feeling of being so close to death.

She put her hand on her chin, and her eyes lightly fell on the bright smiles of the two girls.

The wind gently brushed the girl's clothes and skirt.

At the end of May, the breath of early summer.

Maybe it's time to buy a fan for summer, she hates sweating.

Hmm...summer is coming.

Bei Guran slowly and shallowly raised her eyebrows and eyes, her cold face melted into a strange softness for a moment under the refraction of the light, she twirled her pen, and wrote "Arrangements for each project" on the school ball game documents. confirmation", "time".

Still going to see the venue today.

Sports or something, although it is not suitable for sports waste, but in fact it still fits the theme of summer.

☆, Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·C Entrustment Letter 3.2

In late May, the air is filled with the scent of early summer.

The wind blows hair and sweatshirts, teenagers and girls gather together, and the gymnasium is full of voices.

Really young and energetic.

But——for sports, at most she wanted to plan it, but never participated in it.

Bei Guran stood in front of the ping-pong table, holding a ping-pong racket, looking at the long table in front of him, his ears were filled with loud and noisy voices, and there were people shouting loudly to cheer up or something—some didn't quite understand how things were going into this.

Isn't she wandering around...?

What is the relationship between the school ball game competition and her, a sports waste...

Bei Guran stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brows, and sighed inaudibly.

Watanabe Yumi secretly handed in a registration form for her a few days ago. She didn't pay attention to the list of contestants, so she didn't realize that her name was also listed.

Shouldn't she thank Watanabe for not having a nervous attack and generally reporting those ball games with a lot of exercise to her, but this is a normal event.

Bei Guran frowned slightly, remembering that Watanabe had whispered in her ear that she did not exercise too much, that her body would become weaker and weaker, and her physique would become worse and worse—what a long-winded guy, She didn't realize that Watanabe Yumi had such attributes before, and she was obviously a lazy person who said that her exercise was too low and unqualified.

She threw that light ping pong ball on the table. She can indeed hit such a light ball. It is easier than basketball, football, tennis, volleyball and other balls that run with their lives, but she would rather Go play pool - not ping pong.

However, if she went to play billiards, she might turn the entire billiards game into a mess.

"Student Bei?" A deep voice rang out, the pronunciation was different from the usual Japanese syllables, like a soft and beautiful melody in the night wind, which was so sexy that it made people intoxicated.

"..." Bei Guran raised his eyes slightly, and saw a man in ninja shoes standing opposite him holding a table tennis racket.

She blinked, and it took a while to realize from the eyes behind Yushi Ninzu's round flat glasses-is Yushi Ninzu her opponent, a table tennis opponent-this luck seems not right, and this group is not Is it a mixed team?Bei Guran tilted his head and looked at her ping pong ball without saying a word.

"I didn't expect to play a game with Bei. I hope that Bei will be merciful. Don't kill me." Ninzu Yushi smiled politely and elegantly, and stared at Bei with deep and clear dark blue eyes. Of course.

"I don't know how to fight." Bei Guran said frankly.

Shinobu Yushi was stunned, as if he didn't react.

"I don't know how to play all kinds of balls except billiards, including table tennis." Bei Guran's tone was indifferent, and he didn't feel ashamed at all for such a thing.

Of course, she was not good at everything.

There are always things people don't know.

Yushi Ninzu finally came to his senses, and he also laughed, his eyes slightly bent, "Student Bei is so calm."

"Naturally." Bei Guran said, "If you don't know it, you don't know it. Pretending to be very good and then being exposed is the behavior of a fool."

She held the ping pong racket, gently discarded the ping pong ball, and knocked it over.

The ping pong ball is too light, but it can still be slow in her hands.

Yushi Ninzu reached out to catch the ball with his racket and swiped it - the ball landed in Bei Guran's field, and quickly staggered away from Bei Guran and landed on the ground, but Bei Guran didn't move for a long time.

"..." Yushi Ninzu was stunned again, and stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses.

In fact, he never thought that Bei Guran would not move.

Bei Guran sighed slightly.

She couldn't react, her motor reflex nerves were too slow, just a little faster than the pain nerves.

If it's badminton, it's okay, after all, the field is big enough, and when the badminton floats slowly from the opposite side, she can catch the ball one step earlier based on the position of the badminton determined by intuition-but the table tennis table is too small, and the table tennis table is too small. It was too light and too fast, and by the time she intuitively realized the route the ball would pass, the ball had already passed.

"Student Bei?" Yushi Ninzu asked.

"Go ahead." Bei Guran said, still standing there holding the table tennis racket.

"Okay..." Yushi Ninzu smiled slightly, "Since Bei students don't know how, why did they choose to participate in table tennis?"

"..." Bei Guran didn't pay attention to the ball with his eyes but intercepted it, and the ball bounced back, "Bad luck."

Ninja Yuuji looked at her curiously, as if he was confused by her luck in catching the ball.

"I'm lucky." Bei Guran said.

Yushi Ninzu returned the ball, but found that Bei Guran was already waiting there quietly with his hand outstretched to hold the racket. The ball came back as if he had eyes and hit her racket.

He paused, returned the ball without hesitation, and the speed of the ball became faster.

"..." Yushi Ninzu watched as the ball missed the North again and landed behind her.

But he noticed that she had reached out her hand earlier, and if it wasn't for the faster speed of the ball, she would have caught it.

It seems, very interesting.

Shinobu Yuuji stretched out his hand to push his glasses, his lips seemed to curve into a smile.

Bei Guran glanced at the ball, with a calm expression on his face. He obviously didn't care that he didn't catch the ball, nor did he care that he lost points.

Of course, she must not have the will to participate in the school ball game.

"Student Bei's luck is very interesting." Yushi Ninzu showed a slightly inquiring look, and his tone was unhurried, "It seems to be able to know where the ball will land in advance."

"..." Bei Guran glanced at Yushi Ninzu indifferently, and did not comment on his statement.

Shinobu Yushi looked at the ball and was slapped back in advance without looking at it again—no, compared to this, she didn't leave her standing position at all, because the table tennis table is inherently small, and it can be blocked by just reaching out but It's too weird to be able to catch the ball without moving, especially when the ping pong ball is like hitting Bei Guran's racket with eyes, it's really, very weird.

"At this time, you can see the benefits of luck to a person's life." Bei Guran said coldly.

"..." Yushi Ninzu had the illusion of being out of the way of normal thinking for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses, and said while returning the ball, "I think Bei student seems to be consciously controlling this kind of luck." He said The tone was a little meaningful, and his eyes fell on Bei Guran, as deep as a cold pool. He couldn't find his real thoughts, but he seemed to be able to penetrate the thoughts of others.

"..." Bei Guran tilted his head, and instead of replying, he looked at the appalling score.

Immediately, her eyes fell on Yushi Ninzu, his deep eyes seemed to be hidden under plain glasses, hiding the sharp light, as if a stormy wave was quietly brewing under the calm sea.

This dark blue-haired boy is indeed the military advisor of the tennis club.

Just a few balls seemed to guess her ability.

What a hidden boy.

She is indeed returning the ball consciously, using a more focused intuition to explore the path of the next ball when she hits it back, thinking about the next ball before she hits it back, so that she can keep up with the speed of the ping pong ball that Ninja Yuji hits back—— Otherwise, her motor reflexes would not be able to keep up with that small, flimsy ping pong ball.

Still, she's unlikely to score.

As long as Yuji Shinozu suddenly increased the speed of the ball, she would have no time to stop the ball.

Therefore, the result of the game was of course appallingly one-sided.

Bei Guran put the table tennis racket on the table, turned and left.

"It was an interesting game," said Yushi Ninzu.

"Unfortunately, I don't think so." Bei Guran's tone was cold, as if he was quite unhappy, but his expression didn't change much.

"This is the first time I have encountered an opponent who can predict the course of the ball. If Bei-san can play tennis, he will definitely become a master." Yushi Shinozu said seriously.

"..." Bei Guran's footsteps paused because of his serious tone, but she didn't speak, and Ninzu Yushi spoke again.

"It's a pity that student Bei has a heart disease, so it's better not to do strenuous exercise." Yushi Ninzu's voice is naturally gentle and magnetic, and it seems to be able to touch the heartstrings.

"I don't like sports." Bei Guran finally said indifferently.

These boys——are too gentle.

As long as Yuji Ninzu thinks, this match can end sooner, after all, she is a sports waste, and Yushi Ninzu is a great tennis player.He was probably concerned about her heart disease, worried that she would try hard to catch the ball and put a load on her heart, so he only played the game with a moderate ball speed.

She picked up her bottle of water, lowered her eyes slightly and walked out.

She is really not interested in ball games or anything.

Bei Guran let out a sigh of relief.

"Gu Ran?" A soft voice fell in her ears.

"..." Bei Guran raised his eyes slightly, his tone could not detect any emotion, "Why are you at school?"

Qian Yushang was not far in front of her, with a warm and comfortable smile on her lips, and her warm orange eyes were very focused when gazing at the person, making people feel as if they were being placed in the most important place with tenderness, "Listen You didn’t say that you participated in the school ball game, and you came here today after the inspection, anyway, it’s boring in the hospital, and you didn’t say that if I continue to stay there, I will get moldy.”

Bei Guran glanced at Ma Cangruo behind Qian Yushang.

Ma Cangruo shrugged his shoulders, his eyes were dark, "If she wants to come, I won't be responsible for picking her up?"

"Watanabe Yumi." Bei Guran stepped forward to push the wheelchair.

"I'm playing basketball." Ruo Asakura rubbed his wrists, took out a comic from somewhere and read it as he walked.

"What kind of competition is Gu Ran participating in?" Qian Yushang tilted his head and asked, his voice was soft and soft, "It's surprising that you will participate in the competition."

"Ping-pong is over." Bei Guran said calmly.

"Huh?" Qian Yushang blinked.

"Are you sure you're here to watch the game?" Bei Guran raised his eyebrows.

"I have read the class notes you brought me last time, and I have also done the midterm exam papers." Qian Yushang said with a smile.

"..." Bei Guran pushed her to a place where there were few people.

Only when there was no one around, Qian Yushang quickly said, "Someone left a very strange request in the alumni forum, because you don't have a wireless communication, so you can't be notified."

"What commission?" Bei Guran asked while pushing her away, his expression still indifferent.

"Hmm..." There was still a warm smile on Qian Yushang's lips, "How should I put it, she seems to want us to care about someone."

"Hope?" Bei Guran raised his tone slightly, "She doesn't care about it herself?"

"I can't." Qian Yushang said, tilting her head slightly to look around, her incomprehension and doubts were revealed in her voice, but her tone was warm and gentle, "She said she couldn't care about it."

"..." Bei Guran seemed to think about it for a while.

"Do you want to accept this commission?" Qian Yushang asked softly.

"How did you see this commission?" Bei Guran raised his eyes and glanced at the group of students not far away. Under the large poster stand, a boy was walking slowly while holding a book. "This is not a post of despair, right?"

"Well, she directly posted a post like 'asking for the help of Taohua Fan' in the alumni forum." Qian Yushang replied.

"Oh, what a coincidence, it's that boy." Ma Cangruo raised his head and interjected, pointing to the boy who was reading a book not far away.

Qian Yushang's eyes moved over, "Do you want to pick it up?"

"..." Before Bei Guran could answer, she noticed that someone was staring at her not far from the placard stand, and she paused, "Did you tell Atobe about your coming to school?" Although It was a question, but she was sure of it—obviously, she already had an answer.

"..." Qian Yushang blinked, and seemed to be taken aback, "No..." She said in a low voice, "I decided to come suddenly."

"Well, it's obvious." Bei Guran tilted his head, and saw the high-profile and arrogant young master striding forward, with a slightly small face—probably gloomy? "He will be angry if you come to school so suddenly." She said with a firm tone.

"But nothing will happen when you come to school." Qian Yushang was a little helpless, but her eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle, "Xiaojing is too careful."

"After all, he is the king of the Ice Emperor, so it's normal to think more about it." Bei Guran said indifferently.

However, these words made both Qian Yushang and Ma Cangruo, who was immersed in the world of comics, look up at Bei Guran.

Bei Guran's expression suddenly paused, something seemed to flash in his brownish eyes, and his eyes were burning.

When Qian Yushang and Asakang Ruo reacted, Bei Guran had already run towards Atobe Keigo, faster than usual cognition.

And Keigo Atobe, who was walking over, also had a look on his face.

What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Be careful!!! Terao, back away!" Keigo Atobe yelled at the boy standing under the poster stand.

Almost as soon as the words were spoken, a "creaking" sound was heard from the large poster stand, and a large nail fell from it, and the poster stand was precariously about to fall down in an instant.

The boy seemed to be in a trance, raised his head and stood there for a long time without any response.

Atobe Keigo had already stepped on the flower bed and jumped over quickly, pushed the boy away, and the shadow instantly covered him.

He subconsciously raised his right hand to protect his head.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around his right arm.

With a rushing force of inertia, his whole body was thrown to the ground.

For a time, the world was spinning.

"Boom—boom——" The steel pipe on the poster shelf fell to the ground and made a loud noise.

Atobe Keigo opened his eyes slightly, and the sunlight fell into his eyes, which was very dazzling.

He was being pressed down, feeling very heavy and uncomfortable...

"Hello——" Atobe Keigo reacted very quickly and half sat up, seeing Bei Guran panting with a rare flush on his face.She was sitting on top of him, holding his right arm tightly with one hand, while her own right hand was covering her head, a long steel pipe was slowly rolling down from her arm and fell to the ground, Make a loud noise.

"..." Bei Guran breathed lightly, although his face was flushed due to the rapid movement, his expression was very cold.

It took a long while before she frowned slightly to look at her right arm. Because she had changed into a short-sleeved sweatshirt because of participating in the table tennis match, her arm was scratched, and... her vision gradually became blurred.

Her motor reflex response was too slow—there were too many steel pipes, and one hit her...

Kita suddenly fell on Atobe Keigo.

"Bei Guran!!!"

☆, Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·C Entrustment Letter 3.3

The sun is really harsh.

Keigo Atobe stood by the window with slightly squinted eyes.

The noon sun casts a shadow on the ground, which is not long, but has a clear and sharp arc.

When Yuji Shinobu opened the door of the ward and came in, he was slightly stunned, stared at Keigo Atobe curiously and probingly for a while, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes behind plain glasses seemed to be clear.

"Atobe?" he called, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Ah?" Keigo Atobe seemed to have just recovered.

"The expression just now was a little scary." Yushi Ninzu said with a slightly teasing tone.

But he was not joking.

Yes, that kind of expression is slightly scary, sharp and radiant, extremely powerful, and it will make people feel as if they are being swallowed up.

He suddenly remembered the way Atobe Keigo carried Bei Guran to the hospital in the car at that time, very calm, very rational and clear without even the slightest hesitation or pause.

Send it to the hospital, explain the situation clearly to the doctor, the required examination...

Item by item, methodical, with a cold tone without any trembling, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

But that look—that always high-profile and arrogant Ice Emperor, that proud and elegant boy—is as cold and powerful as a lion baring its sharp fangs when it is enraged, unstoppable.

It's really scary.

Keigo Atobe tilted his head slightly, his dark blue phoenix eyes gave Yushi Ninzu a very sharp look, awe-inspiring and cold, but then he seemed to inadvertently brush his hair and the mole at the corner of his eye with his fingers, The tone was light, "What do you want to say?"

"No, it's nothing." Yushi Ninzu smiled, spread his hands and said, "But I guess the lady on the hospital bed will be scared to faint again when she wakes up and sees your expression."

"..." Atobe Keigo glanced over, but he just glanced coldly at Bei Guran who was sleeping, and said nothing.

"Spreading negative emotions is to bring pressure to the patients who are recuperating." Yuji Ninata shook his finger, "For this lovely lady, shouldn't Atobe be rescued by a hero, so she should promise her with her body."

"..." Atobe Keigo's handsome and delicate face changed for a moment because of his words, and there seemed to be a haze between his brows.

Of course—being rescued is something to be grateful for, but the current situation is definitely not what he wants to see.

At least, exchanging her current appearance for his current peace is a situation that Keigo Atobe doesn't really want to see, not at all.

"The lethargy was only temporary. Student Bei suffered a heavy blow from the steel pipe on her back, and her arm also suffered from the pressure from several falling steel pipes, and she was also scratched. Although it sounds serious, she is really fine. Yushi Ninazu pushed his glasses, and said slowly, "I have done all kinds of examinations, and my body is basically healthy. I just need to recuperate—of course, recuperation will take a long time. Besides, what's more interesting is," said At this point, Ninzu Yushi seemed to have paused on purpose, and his tone was slightly meaningful, "Although her heart is not strong, it doesn't look like she had a congenital heart disease, so this injury did not cause any serious load on her heart. "

But to Yushi Ninzu's surprise, Keigo Atobe basically didn't respond to his last words.

He looked very calm, without anger, let alone surprise.

"..." Atobe Keigo just set his eyes on Bei Guran and didn't speak.

After a while, he asked in a calm and methodical tone, "Have you got the results of the poster rack inspection?"

Ninja Yushi raised his eyebrows, "Obviously, it was not installed properly when it was installed, and the nail was loose, so one fell off, causing the entire shelf to be unstable and collapsed."

"Where is Sota Terao?" Keigo Atobe asked.

"He is the chairman of the safety committee of the student union, so he is naturally at the school." Ninata Yushi said.

"..." Keigo Atobe seemed to be thinking about something, the light in his eyes fluctuated, and there were some unclear emotions floating up and down, but in the end he just asked, "Is he injured?"

"It's just a small scratch, the infirmary has already dealt with it, and your push was timely." Yushi Ninzu's lips curled up into a smile, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

So, this is the king of their Ice Emperor Academy.

No matter what mistakes were made due to work problems, the most important thing was the safety of the students in his territory.

Even if Terao Sota himself did not do a good job of safety inspection to cause such a danger.

That's right, this is the inspection work that Sota Terao, the chairman of the student union's safety committee, must do. The preparations for the school ball game and the layout of the venue must be inspected by the student union in advance to ensure that there will be no safety hazards in all aspects.

They didn't notice that Qian Yushang, who was in a wheelchair, paused for a moment at the door of the ward, and let Ma Cangruo push her to continue wandering around the hospital.

"Xiaojing is very angry this time." Qian Yushang rested his chin with one hand, his voice soft and warm.

Such a voice seems to heal all the pain and anxiety.

"Really?" Ma Cangruo slowly pushed the wheelchair, seemingly puzzled, "Isn't it natural for him to be angry, and something happened in school is very bad for him, the king of the Ice Emperor."

"No, I mean he is very angry." Qian Yushang's warm orange eyes seemed to be thoughtful.

"Very angry?" Ma Cangruo tilted his head, his dark green eyes were slightly dark, "Although Bei Guran's this time is not light, but it can't be said to be serious, the coma is due to being hit on the back, The brain is well protected and not injured, the most is that the right hand protecting the brain may be a bit troublesome, the bone is cracked, and it is scratched, I think it will take a long time to not be able to use the right hand, and it will take a long time to recuperate." Ma Cangruo stopped at this point , raising her eyebrows, "I think Bei Guran will be very happy, after all, she doesn't like to move."

Qian Yushang shrugged, "I'm afraid Xiaojing is angry. After all, this incident was caused by the student union's ignorance. As Xiaojing, who is extremely strict with the student union, the nature of this incident is very bad." She stretched out her hand She stroked her hair, "Fortunately, the steel pipe wasn't particularly heavy this time..." She frowned worriedly.

"I'm curious about Bei Guran's heart disease." Ma Cangruo's mouth was twitching, shaped like a cat's mouth, with extremely deep eyes.

"Anyway, it's good that she's fine... she doesn't have a heart attack, and she's going to be fine after the sudden strenuous exercise and heavy blows..." Qian Yushang finally breathed a sigh of relief, his tone was light and warm, tolerant and understanding, It was as if the warm spring breeze was blowing over delicate flowers, "As for the matter of heart disease, Gu Ran will naturally talk about it when he wants to."

"..." Ma Cangruo paused and turned her head away, "Anyway, she is so injured that she needs to recuperate no matter whether she has a heart attack or not."

"Ah Ruo, you also care about her very much." Qian Yushang smiled lightly, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

"When she gets hurt, she will only enslave us even worse." A voice as clear and deep as quiet running water sounded.

Qian Yushang waved to Watanabe Yumi who was standing by the corner, "Yuwei, when did you come?"

"Aren't you in the basketball game?" Asakura Ruo was also quite surprised, looking at the basketball jersey with the number written on Watanabe Yumi, "Finished?"

Arimi Watanabe spread his hands, and instead of answering, he said, "Since that woman is fine, I'll go back to school first."

"Let's go now? You won't help her out of the hospital and take her back? If she wakes up and finds herself in the hospital, she will kill you, mentally." Ma Cangruo asked.

"I would like to, but I really can't interfere in this matter." Watanabe Yumi turned and walked away, waving his back to them, "It's fine if she is found to be in contact with Bei Guran, and she lives in my house Haven't been dismantled into pieces..." He murmured in a low voice.

Qian Yushang blinked, his warm orange eyes suddenly curved up, "I seem to know something."

"Huh?" Ma Cangruo was a little puzzled.

"No, it's just a rather unexpected development, but it seems to be within reason. There are already signs, isn't it..." Qian Yushang said slowly, his eyes were dizzy, bright and soft, "So... ...maybe... that strong emotion..."

Ma Cangruo tilted his head, didn't care, and pushed her to move on.

When they walked around Bei Guran's ward for the second time, they found that Bei Guran and Atobe Keigo were no longer in the ward.

In other words, Bei Guran has already gone through the discharge procedures.

"Is she awake?" Ma Cangruo's first reaction was this.

"Maybe." Qian Yushang rested her chin on one hand, with a smile on her soft brows and eyes, "Or maybe someone knows that she hates hospitals the most."

The windows in the corridor of the hospital are very bright, and the noon sun in early summer seems to shine brightly into the eyes, making even the fine dust become extremely clear.

Qian Yushang stretched out his hand towards the sun, and the golden light fell on his fingers.

The emperor of the Ice Emperor...is he very angry?

Whether he was angry because of the accident of a loose nail, or because of the careless work of the student union—or, because of the fact that he was saved.

Or, this strong emotion...

She slightly curled her lips.

Maybe only he knows what it is.

Yes, Keigo Atobe knew his strong emotion of being shocked, although he didn't know what it was.

He was sitting on the sofa, leaning against the back of the sofa with his head raised, his usual sharp phoenix eyes were closed at the moment, as if he was resting, and there was a vague haze between his brows.

"Master Jingwu, that lady has already made arrangements." The housekeeper said respectfully to Atobe Keigo.

"..." Atobe Keigo didn't even move his brows, "Is she still awake?"

"Yes, Master Jingwu." The butler replied.

"..." Atobe Keigo still closed his eyes, looking thoughtful.

"Master Jingwu?" the housekeeper asked.

"Huh?"

"It doesn't seem appropriate to bring a girl back like this, it's very rude to that lady," said the butler.

Of course, he brought a 15-year-old girl who was still in a coma directly back to his home.

Very impolite - this is not something Keigo Atobe would do.

Hearing this, Keigo Atobe remained unchanged, and responded without hesitation, "Arrange for the driver to take her back when she wakes up." Obviously this arrangement was a decision he had made a long time ago—of course, if it wasn't He didn't know where she lived, and she had such a disgusting attitude towards the hospital, he would never choose to bring her back.

After a while, Keigo Atobe spoke again, "Arrange another separate meal for her today."

"Yes, Master Jingwu." The butler was not surprised by Atobe Keigo's words in the slightest, but showed a faint smile instead.

Naturally, the housekeepers of the Atobe House have always known that their Master Jingwu was originally a very meticulous person.

It's just that it's really the first time to treat a girl like this and bring a girl home.

Although the lady was injured because of Master Jingwu, generally speaking, wouldn't it be more appropriate to arrange for her to wake up in the hospital.

The housekeeper just shook his head with a smile, and left without making any comments. He still had to arrange a lot of things.

In any case, their Young Master Jingwu has his own measure.

At this moment, Keigo Atobe suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fell directly on the ceiling, and after a while, he raised his right arm.

"..." Keigo Atobe's eyes stayed on his right hand, his fingers stretched out, very strong, without any damage.

He clearly remembered the feeling of being grabbed by his right arm at that moment.

The feeling of the warm palm temperature on the arm should have disappeared without a trace, but the right arm that was tightly held and protected in her arms at that moment felt inexplicably hot as if it had been scalded.

She didn't just save him.

Of course Keigo Atobe knew.

Bei Guran rescued him and grabbed his right hand at the first moment...

That's why he treats her like this