[Net King] Work hard for H!

Standing in the kitchen chopping vegetables, Ah Mo was a little distracted, and even Miyazaki Azusa didn't notice when she walked behind her.

"A Mou." Miyazaki Azusa patted Ah Mou's shoulder from behind, which scared her into a big jump.

Turning around with a knife in hand: "Momo! What are you doing?"

"I... didn't do anything. I came to help." Miyazaki Azusa shrugged, expressing her innocence.

"No, Momo, tell me, is there really that kind of love at first sight in this world?" A Mo asked after turning around and continuing to chop vegetables.

"Aren't you the same with Yukimura?" Miyazaki Azusa smiled, and pushed Amo with his shoulder.

"...to cook." Ah Mo twitched the corner of her mouth, turned around and continued to chop vegetables, Miyazaki Azusa shrugged.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room and either chatted or talked about the ground.Seeing that Momo and Ah Fei were either arguing fiercely with their bamboo horses or chatting happily with their boyfriends, they turned their faces and saw a certain little girl who vowed to catch up with Marui was chatting with a certain red-haired boy , Looking at the girl's pink cheeks and sparkling eyes, A Mo himself felt a little puffy.

Isn't the little girl's sparkling eyes so cute?It's also very warm...

It's not a day's work, but Ah Mu who was still very tired went back to the room.

He took out a hardcover notebook with a blue cover from the luggage bag, and hung a small and exquisite combination lock on the buckle of the notebook, firmly locking the contents inside.

Gently flip the code on the lock, and with a slight "click", Ah Mu took off the lock and put it aside,

The blue hard cover is made of black paper, which is darker than Ah Mo's pupils. The frosted paper feels slightly rough to the touch and rubs against the fingertips. This book was found by Ah Mo when he searched all over Kanagawa. Bought from many stores.

He took out a white neon pen from his side bag and sat down at the desk.

The white handwriting is extremely eye-catching on the black paper, and the beautiful handwriting is written in lines of Chinese characters, pure Chinese characters.

"Click." With a sound, the white handwriting was smeared, and Ah Mo was startled, and the wide-eyed pupils were filled with water.

Reaching out to touch her eyes, her fingertips touched the warm wetness, and she finally realized that she was crying.Sitting in front of the desk in a daze like this, she began to be in a daze, the water in her eyes couldn't stop flowing, looking from the mirror of the opposite window, the girl's face was full of tears, and she was crying like a mess.

"Knock knock."

"Ah Mo, are you there?" It was Momo's voice.

Miyazaki Azusa saw Ah Mo turn back to the room when she was downstairs, she was worried and followed, but she wanted to open the door but found that the door was locked from the inside.

"Yes, here we come." Clearing her throat, suppressing the hoarseness in her throat, Ah Mo quickly rushed to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her eyes before coming out to open the door.

"Why so long?"

"Well, there's gray in my eyes, it's very uncomfortable." The girl lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.

Miyazaki Azusa pursed her lips and remained silent.His eyes landed on the black diary on the desk.

"Ah Mu is writing a diary?"

"kindness……"

Going over to pick up Ah Mu's diary, the middle line of words has been blurred by water stains, and stuck to the paper in black and white.I can vaguely distinguish a sentence: I think, after waking up, I can see...

The words below were no longer clearly readable, and many places on the black paper were crumpled, which proved to be dry after being soaked in water.The pupils behind the black-rimmed glasses trembled slightly, and the crimson lips were pursed tightly, almost whitish.

"Hey, Ah Mu, I didn't expect you..." Turning around, he smiled and waved the notebook in his hand, the words he was about to say were choked in his throat by the girl's hug.

The shirt on the shoulders was eroded by the warm liquid and turned cold, but the next second it was soaked by new liquid, and so on.Miyazaki Azusa could only wrap her arms around the girl's waist, and also buried her face in the girl's neck.

"Momo, I think X is big." An extremely depressed, hoarse voice came out from his shoulders, and the girl's hot breath touched her skin, causing waves of trembling.

"kindness."

"I want bedroom 413."

"I know."

"I miss Ayan, Nuonuo, and everyone."

"Me too."

The fingers on the back were getting tighter and tighter, Miyazaki Azusa could almost feel the scars on the back from the girl's nails, the burning pain.The girl's muffled voice became more and more trembling.

"I miss my father, I miss my mother."

"..."

"I miss home."

"..."

"I think about myself."

Suddenly, the tears that must have been in the eye sockets fell down and soaked through the clothes.

thinking about myself...

Who hasn't thought about himself?A world I'm not familiar with at all, a person I'm not familiar with at all, and a person I'm not familiar with at all, myself.Every day when I wake up and look at that strange face, I have to tell myself stubbornly: that is you.

Who likes this strange world?Yes, so what if you have a boy you like?Like maybe more than relatives?There are only a very small number of relatives who have blood relations in their lives.

There can be many people you like, but there are only a few relatives.Once lost, there will be no more, with the same blood flowing.

The result of crying hoarsely was red eyes and sore throat the next day.

When the Zhengxuan went out for training, Miyazaki Azusa went back to her room to catch up on sleep, and Ah Mu was in a daze in the living room.

Weakly slumped on the sofa, with the mints stuffed by Bu Er Zhou Zuo in her mouth, a little bit of sweetness and coolness spread from the tip of her tongue, dissipating the pain in her throat.

A cup of hot water was placed in front of Ah Mo: "Drink some water to moisten your throat, here are ice cubes, apply it to your eyes, and see what you and Ah Zi look like?"

When the two girls came down in the morning, their eyes were swollen badly. When they spoke, their hoarse voices almost scared everyone into thinking that something had happened to them. The two of them were extremely haggard.

"Thank you, Ah Fei." After taking the cup, Ah Mu put it on the tea table beside her, took the ice cubes that were packed in a cloth bag and pressed them on her eyes.

"I really don't understand what you two are thinking all day long." Ichinomiya sat on the sofa with a disgusted expression on his face, "Is it as comfortable to describe yourself as haggard and a bitter woman? Are you at ease?"

"No more." Shaking his hand, Ah Mo turned over while pressing the ice cube, facing the sofa, expressing that he didn't want to talk.

Ichinomiya looked at Ah Mu like this and didn't get angry, snorted softly, and pulled Mori Haruka aside, Mori Haruka seemed to want to say something, but was pulled out of the living room by Ichinomiya Fei .Looking back worryingly, she saw Ah Mo curled up on the sofa motionless, thinking about it, maybe it's okay.Giving up the strength to resist, followed Ichinomiya to the training ground to help.

After the two left, Ah Mo slowly turned around, let go of her hand, and the ice cube fell to the ground.Looking up to the ceiling, his pupils, which were as black as dots of ink, looked gray and without any focal length.

I had a dream last night, it was the first time I had a dream after such a long time since I came here.

I dreamed of the time when I was at home.

Cook with mom, bicker with dad, and learn calligraphy with grandpa.

During the Chinese New Year, my uncle and uncle gave red envelopes, and my mother laughed at her: "I'm almost 20, but I'm still asking for red envelopes, I'm not ashamed."

On her birthday, the sisters in dormitory 413 bought a big cake and smeared her face, making the dormitory a mess. The next day, she was scolded by the dormitory administrator.

She and Momo braved the hot summer to eat melted popsicles and line up in order to buy a Yukimura product.

Many, many years ago...

So many regrets...

But it turned into a bubble between waking up from a dream.

In the end, only my mother's words came to my ears: "Xiao Mo, remember to be happy."

He suddenly turned over, patted his cheek hard, picked up the ice pack on the ground and pressed it to his eyes, raised his head, and let the cold breath freeze the heat of his eyes.

Although she is not close to the Takahashi family, she can clearly feel the Takahashi family's love and care for her.

I dare not accept it, because I know that love is not for her, but for Takahashi Akira.

With a low smile, he buried his face in his hands, he didn't expect that he, who has always been cheerful, would turn into a dead end, if someone from 413 found out, he would definitely laugh himself to death.And they will knock their heads one by one and call themselves idiots.

No matter who it is for, at least the current self is called: Akira Takahashi.

"Hiss, it's so cold." He took a deep breath, pulled away the ice pack that was sticking to his face, and rubbed his flushed cheeks.

"I promised to help others, why are you here to feel sorry for the spring and autumn, it's time to work." She patted her face vigorously, stood up, and was about to go upstairs to call someone who was sleeping, she couldn't do it alone So much work.

"I know." Ichinomiya, who was leaning against the gate, looked a little depressed, but looked much more energetic, Ah Mu raised her red lips and said with a clear smile.

"Eh? Did Ah Fei know that Ah Mu would do this?" Mori Haruka blinked, expressing her doubts.

"Ah Mo is not a stubborn person. Well, let's help first, and the rest will be discussed later. In the adult's world, children should not get involved." Rubbing Mori Haruka's short hair, um, it feels good.

"Eh? Ah Fei is already an adult? Are you older than us?"

"...So is Ah Mo right? A woman's age is the last thing to know, you know, girl?" Ichinomiya twitched his brows, sure enough, natural dark or something is more annoying than belly black.It's still inexplicable to want to go back to others.

"Oh. But isn't that for men?"

"Some situations apply as well."

Touching my head, I seem to understand, but it is best not to think about it.

The author has something to say: Rubbing the face] is probably the only chapter on literature (art) art (love).If...you don't like to watch...just close it [cover your face and hit the bricks... let's put it down QAQ