Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

The alarm clock on the mobile phone by the bed rang for the third time, a white and thin hand stretched out from under the brown quilt, and picked up the mobile phone by the bed.

6:45

Feng Qiuren stared at the time displayed on the phone screen for a while, until the last Arabic numeral "5" jumped into "6", then he slowly reached out and fumbled for the time that he left on the bedside last night. Glasses.

By the time he put the glasses on the bridge of his nose in a daze, the number on the screen had changed from "46" to "50". He turned around and was about to fumble for the clothes on the other side, but found A fluffy thing with warmth, and at the same time, his sight hidden under the lens met a pair of round, bright blue eyes.

Feng Qiuren took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose expressionlessly, wiped them carefully several times with the sleeves of his pajamas, and then put them on again. What caught his eyes was still a pair of innocent and clear eyes.

Fengqiu was silent for a few seconds, and walked over the object lying on his other half of the pillow without saying a word, and took the clothes that were left on the bedside table last night. look at him.

Fengqiu stopped in the middle of unbuttoning his pajamas. He looked at the motionless object staring at him, pondered for a moment, and pulled all the quilts around him, covering its A pair of clear blue eyes.

It took 2 minutes to get dressed as usual, and Feng Qiuren glanced at the other half of the pillow while he was tying the tie on his shirt.

There was no movement.

Fengqiu freed one hand to lift off the quilt covering half of the pillow, the fluffy thing was still sitting on his pillow, motionless with those round blue eyes, with an innocent expression on his face. Stare at him.

Fengqiu opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was already dawn at seven o'clock, and the sun had not yet fully risen. The sky outside was a little grayish blue. He opened the window, and the fresh air in the morning came into the bedroom along with the cold wind. .

Qiuren couldn't help shivering. In Tokyo in April, the air still carried the chill of winter, and the furry thing sitting on his bedside seemed to feel a bit of cold. After whimpering softly, it shook its body Hide back under the quilt again.

Although it is already seven o'clock, there is no noise of car horns here, and the surrounding atmosphere is quite quiet. Except for the crisp chirping of birds on the branches, there is almost no sound. It is completely impossible to imagine that this place will be that Tokyo.

In fact, this is indeed Tokyo. It is located in a villa area in Tokyo. Each villa is separated by an appropriate distance. Even if the residents of one villa make noise, it will not affect the lives of other residents in the slightest.

The villa where Qiuren lives has two floors, and the area is only about [-] square meters. It looks a little shabby in this villa area, which is only [-] square meters. However, he lives alone in this house. One hundred yuan per person is more than enough.

Yes, alone.

Unlike the Feng family, which had more than a dozen servants besides the Feng family, only Feng Qiu lived in this house. There was no housekeeper, no driver, and no cook.

From inside to outside, from top to bottom, he is the only one.

So he is the only person living here, so where did that dog come from?

Feng Qiuren looked at the black and white Shiba Inu who had buried his whole body under the quilt, leaving only one head outside the quilt. The other party was still looking at him motionlessly with those round blue eyes open.

He clearly remembered that he locked all the doors and even the windows last night as before, and he was sure that there was no dog next to his pillow before he went to bed last night.

So where did this dog come from?

Qiuren closed the floor-to-ceiling windows again, and the shiba dog that looked like a husky slowly got out of the bed, and it was only then that Qiuren noticed that it seemed to be wearing a piece of clothing.

It should be said to be a ball suit.

Akito looked at the "16" written in black letters on the white jersey, thought for a moment, then reached out and hugged the Shiba Inu.

The Shiba Inu didn't struggle either, and let Akito hug him obediently. Akito thoughtfully looked at the "SEIRIN" written in red on the other side of the jersey.

This should be pronounced "City Rin".

Akito searched for the keyword "Cheng Lin Basketball Club" on the Internet, and he finally found it. This school seems to have won the championship in the Basketball Winter Cup last year. You can also search for relevant information on Yahoo. He even found a group photo of the winners in the competition. The uniforms worn by the teenagers in the group photo are the same style as the Shiba Inu lying on his pillow, only the number is different.

Akito took a photo of Shiba Inu and posted it on their school's forum, adding his own contact information at the back.

Today is not a day off, he has to go to school normally, Akito thought about it, called Yamada, and asked him to bring the Shiba Inu to the shop to take care of him for a day.

On the other end of the phone, Yamada kept complaining. He complained that he was not Akito's housekeeper, why he should be entrusted to take care of the dog. Akito slightly mentioned the next month's salary increase on the phone. Regarding the matter, Yamada immediately changed his attitude and agreed quite readily.

"Bring me a bag of dog food when you come."

Akito looked at Shiba Inu's innocent blue eyes, and added another sentence.

He has never raised a dog, so he doesn’t know what dogs can eat and what can’t. When it comes to dog food, the first thing he thinks of is bones, but there are no bones in his refrigerator, so he simply asks Yamada to bring him a bag dog food.

Facts have proved that when you don't know what food to feed your dog, buying him a pack of dog food is the clearest choice.

Qiuren looked at the Shiba Inu quietly nibbling on the plate, and suddenly an idea popped up in his mind.

If no one contacts him after this, he'll just keep it.

"By the way, are you going to be late, have you called Uncle Matsumoto over?"

Yamada glanced at the time on his watch, it was already seven forty.

Qiuren shook his head, he forgot to contact Uncle Matsumoto, and it must be too late to contact him now.

"Forget it, I'll take you there."

Yamada took out the car keys from his pocket and asked Akito to change his shoes first, and he got the Shiba Inu into the car first.

Akito nodded, picked up his schoolbag and went to the entrance to change his shoes, and then watched Yamada come out with the Shiba Inu in his arms. , Qiuren suddenly felt a little funny.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Yamada was sitting in the driver's seat, adjusting the rearview mirror while asking Akito who was sitting in the back.

Qiuren shook his head, he didn't have time to prepare in the morning, and later he would go to the bakery near the school to buy something to fill his stomach.

Yamada sitting in front threw him a bag of toast.

"Your habit of skipping breakfast should really be changed."

Qiuren nodded casually, opened the toast bag in his hand and prepared to eat, and then he saw the Shiba Inu sitting next to him staring at the toast slice in his hand motionlessly.

"Want to eat?"

Akito put the piece of toast in his hand to Shiba Inu's mouth, the other party blinked his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and then took the piece of toast in Akito's hand.

Oops!

Qiuren quietly covered his heart.

He wanted to keep it more and more.

Akito asked Takahashi to take Shiba Inu to the shop to take care of him for a day, because it was inconvenient for him to take a dog with him to school.

"If your memory does not make any mistakes, I think you should still remember that there is a sign at the door of our store that says no pets allowed."

Yamada had a cigarette in his mouth, but the end of the cigarette was not lit. He was concentrating on driving while chatting with the young man in the back seat.

The young man stretched out his hand as if he wanted to stroke Shiba Inu's round head, but when he was less than five centimeters away from the target, he retracted his hand again, turned his head to the other side, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Isn't that sign movable?"

"So you mean let me take it down?!"

Akito didn't speak, but nodded slightly. Yamada saw his movement through the rearview mirror of the car, and immediately became restless.

"I remember you were the one who made this rule, right?"

"I didn't say the rules couldn't be changed."

"you……"

Yamada was so choked up by his words that he held his breath in his chest and almost didn't recover. Fortunately, it was a red light at this time, otherwise it would be very likely to cause a traffic accident.

The color of the signal lights ahead changed from red to green, Yamada sighed, and put his hands on the steering wheel again.

"Okay, I see."

"Ah."

Qiuren didn't say anything, resting his chin with one hand, he looked at the scenery outside the window calmly.

"Do you need me to pick you up this afternoon?"

The car stopped at the school gate, and Yamada, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked back at the young man who was about to get off the car and asked.

"no need."

Qiuren took the schoolbag, carefully smoothed out the small folds on the school uniform, straightened the tie around his neck, and after confirming that there was no mistake in every detail of his body, he stretched out his hand and opened the car door.

Taking the first step with his right foot out of the car door, the corners of the young man's mouth slightly curved upwards in a proper arc, and his face that looked a bit indifferent in the car was instantly dyed with a gentle color.

With a warm smile on his face, he politely and gently responded to every classmate who greeted him.

"Tsk!"

Yamada, who was sitting in the driver's seat, leaned on the seat and looked out the window, clicked his tongue lightly, then took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette that had been in his mouth for a long time.

"Wang!"

A dog barked suddenly from the back seat, and Yamada turned his head to meet a pair of clear blue eyes.

After a while, Yamada scratched his already messy hair, "Okay, okay, I got it!"

Reluctantly, he stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray beside him.

At this time, the Shiba Inu sitting in the back seat barked again, but this time, it barked towards the window.

Qiu Ren, who had already walked to the school gate, turned his head and saw the dog's head sticking out of the car window, and a gleam of warmth flashed in the eyes hidden under the glasses.

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