[Comprehensive] Son of God, come to the bowl

Yukimura Seichi caught a cold.

This incident swept through Yukimura's house like a whirlwind. Even Yukimura's younger sister who was staying at Sanada's house made a special phone call home to ask her brother about her health. The atmosphere became tense even with her.

Apparently the illness had brought shock and suffering to the family, which made everyone feel like an enemy. Yukimura Seichi lay on the bed, staring numbly at the bowl of medicine in front of him.

Yukimura's mother: "Hey, drink it up", ah—"

Feeding traditional Chinese medicine one mouthful will kill you!

He resisted: "Mom... I just have a common cold, it's not a serious illness, you don't need to do this, medicine, I'll drink it later."

Yukimura's mother thought for a while, and put the bowl on the bedside table: "You, Seichi, the older you get, the more naughty you are. You used to be obedient when you took medicine, but now you don't listen to your mother when you are older."

Obedient Yukimura Seiichi: "..."

She had an idea and walked out of the bedroom, and turned to greet him: "Wait, I'll find you a piece of candy."

……

Domabu was busy on the phone, and on the other end of the phone was Doma Taihei's voice. She was writing notes on the note paper with a pen in her hand, non-stop.

"Can't eat spicy food...can't blow the air...Oni sauce, what would be better to eat? Oh...hot soup...what hot soup? Vegetables...hmm? I remember, the most important thing is to drink more hot water... ..."

"Yeah, okay, I'll help you convey your greetings, get some rest early, O'Neill, what, miss me? Oh, I miss you too, bye!"

Taihei Doma stared blankly at the phone that had already rang the busy tone, and Sasuke Sanada rolled on the ground hahaha, hugging two hamsters left and right, laughing out of joy.

After calming down, he returned to his childlike face: "Uncle Taiping, you can't help yourself to a female college, you don't have a younger sister anymore."

This cannot be tolerated.

Doma Taihei shouted angrily: "Hamtaro Hamujiro, teach Sasuke a lesson for me!"

……

Yukimura's mother knocked on the door and poked her head in: "Is Buijiang still asleep?"

Domabu stood up and greeted her: "What's the matter, is Jingshi uncomfortable?"

Doesn't taking medicine work?She felt nervous for a moment, and then she heard Yukimura's mother say: "No, I'm here to talk to you... It's really embarrassing to say it, this child, Ashi, suffered a lot because of illness in the past. I feel distressed, probably because he took too much medicine at that time, so now he has a resistance to this thing, and he looked embarrassed and painful when I asked him to take medicine just now."

She took the hand buried in the soil and walked to the side of the bed and sat down, the soft quilt collapsed a little: "Actually, I am also very happy to see him like this now, do you know that this boy, Ashi, has nothing to say? I hide it in my heart, and I don’t tell my family members when I’m hurt or sad, for fear that we’ll worry... I know that many people praise him as the son of God, but even if he is talented, it took a lot of hard work to become what he is today. Boiled out..."

"But he's different now. He's stronger than before, and he's more likely to show weakness. Do you know why?"

Domabuki asked softly, "Why?"

"Because you are here."

***

The medicine soup is like a dark mirror, reflecting his facial features and contours. Sometimes it depends on whether a person is good-looking, whether he is beautiful in bone or skin. All he needs to do is fade away all the colors on his face. In the black and white world, conclusions can be drawn quickly.

Yukimura Seichi took the spoon and stirred it in the bowl, breaking up his own reflection. The spoon seemed lost in the medicine soup and couldn't find the exit. He took a spoonful of water and sipped it by his mouth, then put it down again. medicine bowl.

After all, I still don't like this taste. I have never forgotten the dislike and rejection engraved in my bones.

"Jingshi?"

Tu Jianbu called him in a low voice.

Yukimura Seichi quickly adjusted his mood, smiled at her and said, "It's Xiaobu, don't stand at the door, it's cold outside, come in."

The cold made him a little dizzy, but he couldn't see anything when he leaned on the bed. Domabu saw the bowl full of medicine next to him and knew that he hadn't taken it yet.

The words just now still exist in her heart, Yukimura's mother said a lot, she didn't know the past, Yukimura Seiichi treated her differently from other girls, he had never been so gentle to anyone, there was no barrier, and Not superficial.

Domabuki knew vaguely that the time for her to appear was just right. A moment earlier, Yukimura Seiki, who was indifferently pushing everything away, would definitely not give him the slightest bit of thought. Later, his open tenderness would have other Girls come to accept.

He is indeed different to her, but how much difference can such a difference be?

She felt a sense of disappointment that didn't belong to her, she had pretended to say a lot but it seemed to be blank, she didn't know how to speak, her brain twitched, she picked up the medicine and took a gulp.

Yukimura Seichi was dumbfounded, and when he realized it, he quickly snatched the medicine bowl over: "What are you drinking this for? It's not something delicious. Fortunately, this is a traditional Chinese medicine. Otherwise, if you drink it indiscriminately, it will affect your body."

so bitter!

Doma's face was wrinkled together, and she kept swallowing to cover up the strange smell. She felt that this was a dark dish mixed with all kinds of strange grass juices. Yukimura Seiichi hurriedly brought a glass of water, dumbfounded. Give it to her, she took it, raised her head and gulped it down in one gulp.

Drinking a sip of water really relieved a lot, she held the cup: "It's very bitter."

Yukimura Seichi nodded and said, "It's very bitter."

She handed over the bowl: "I took a sip."

"so?"

"Cheers."

He laughed, and then the more he laughed, the more funny he felt, the melancholy feelings in his heart suddenly dissipated, and he couldn't even find the shadow, and the previous posture seemed to be a pretentious hypocrisy made by himself.

Good-looking people also look good when they smile, or look better. Doma is buried in his blushing and heartbeat. Yukimura Seiichi took the medicine bowl and drank it down.

Tu Jianbu asked him worriedly: "Is it very bitter? But it seems that you can't eat sugar after taking the medicine, otherwise it will destroy the medicine's properties..."

He wiped off the medicine beads around his mouth, and smiled childishly: "It's very bitter."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head again: "It's actually not bad to drink."

"If you have drunk Qingxue, ah, Qingxue is the Youth Academy, a school that the tennis club of Lihai University regards as an opponent. There is a boy in their tennis club who likes to make those weird liquids, and the taste is very strange. If you've had sardine juice, you probably won't find this bad."

She just felt sick when she heard the description: "Sardine juice? Then, has the fish been processed? I mean, if the intestines and internal organs are squeezed out without cleaning them, will there be any strange things mixed in?"

Yukimura Seichi smiled: "It should be, but I haven't had the honor to drink it yet."

However, he was still deeply impressed by Kirihara Chiya's screams. Thinking about it this way, it seems that Fuji can introduce a little bit to them as a reminder and reward.

"Well, don't worry about those small details, anyway, compared to it, the medicine is a little bit more palatable."

Doma Buried was very happy: "If you think it's not bad to drink, that's the best."

He froze for a moment, then put his outstretched hand on her head and pressed it lightly.

"It doesn't matter if it's a little bit harder."

Don't think there's something wrong with her mind, she went to explore Murakami's forehead in shock, and forcefully laid him flat and covered him with a quilt, murmuring: "Could it be that I'm sick and stupid..."

Doma buried the light switch for him and pressed it.

"Good night."

She is such a young and careless little girl, Yukimura Seichi picked up the medicine bowl that was put aside, turned the patterns and patterns and slowly stopped, kissed gently on the edge that was still warm, and the remaining medicine soup went smoothly The edge dripped between his lips.

A bit bitter.

But he likes it.

The author has something to say: Xiuwen was almost imprisoned in a small dark room yesterday, and was verbally warned not to drive anymore... Let’s send out cookies in the future, do you have the feelings of a teenager when you were a teenager?

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