Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 215 Research Research (Two in One)

After dinner, Song Jiamu was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Yun Shuqian was humming while holding roses, wandering arrogantly around every corner of the house.

She came to the balcony holding flowers, and then took out her mobile phone to take a selfie, but her hands were too short to take a panoramic view, so she ran back to the room and took a selfie stick, and took another selfie on the balcony holding flowers.

After taking pictures on the balcony, she ran to the living room with flowers in her hands to take a selfie, and then gently opened the door of Mom and Dad's room.

She turned on the light and took another selfie in her parents' room with flowers in her hands, feeling extra exciting and fun.

In the end, she came to the kitchen again. With Song Jiamu washing the dishes behind him as the background, she took another selfie with roses behind him.

"What you are doing arrogantly now will become the evidence for our arrest in the future." Song Jiamu reminded.

"Humph."

Yun Shuqian looked fearless, and after the filming was over, she ran away again humming.

Song Jiamu didn't know what song she was humming, but her voice was still very pleasant when humming like this. He knew that she was very arrogant now, and if someday the photos she took were discovered by the elders, she would definitely be scared Became an ostrich.

Song Jiamu washed the bowls and chopsticks and put them back into the disinfection cabinet. After washing his hands and drying them, the water droplets came out. Her questioning voice came from the room.

"Song Jiamu, where is the best place to hide these flowers?"

"Why don't we just put it in the living room?"

"Such a large bouquet of flowers is placed in the living room, and my parents are blind so they can't see it."

"Then put it in the room."

Song Jiamu also walked to the door of her room. She was fiddling with the table and gesturing where the flowers should be placed.

"Then it's not safe to put them in the room when my mother comes back."

I was very happy to receive such a large bouquet of roses, but Yun Shuqian had a hard time about how to hide it.

As a girl who received flowers for the first time, Yun Shuqian also asked curiously: "Do you know how other girls deal with flowers after receiving them?"

Song Jiamu said vigilantly, "How would I know?"

"But since it's a real flower, it shouldn't last for a few days, and if it withers, I have to throw it away."

"..."

Hearing what he said, Yun Shuqian felt a little sad, holding the rose in his hand, rubbing the same tender petals with his tender fingers.

Faced with the flowers sent by the person I like, I really don’t know what to do with them. I can be happy all day when I receive the flowers, but where to put them is another problem. Inexplicably guilty.

"Then what should I do, what a waste! Everyone said that I would just let you buy one, and I bought so many..." Yun Shuqian, who has always been stingy, felt a little distressed.

"I have a solution. How about we pick off the rose petals? Isn't there a bathtub in your bathroom? How about taking a rose bath tonight?"

"What a luxury!"

"Think about it, use the roses I gave you and take a rose bath, so that the love I gave you can spread to every corner of your body! Isn't it beautiful?"

Originally, Song Jiamu hadn't thought of this, but a flash of inspiration suddenly struck him, and his eyes lit up when he thought of his love covering her whole body.

Yun Shuqian's eyes also lit up, and then she patted him angrily.

"Why do I always feel so lewd when I say it from your mouth?"

"Mr. Lu Xun said, don't look at people with colored glasses, Yun Shuqian, you should reflect on yourself."

"Get out! I don't want your love to spread all over my body!"

"You really don't want to wash it?"

"dont wash."

"Then what are you going to do with it?"

"..."

Yun Shuqian ignored him, and she would secretly wash it at night.

She took the rose into the room and placed it on the bathroom table, washed her hands, and flicked the water droplets from her fingers onto the flower. The petals were stained with water droplets, which looked extraordinarily moving.

The bathroom in the room wasn't that big, and after such a bouquet of roses was put in, the air was soon filled with a faint floral fragrance.

I can't smell this faint fragrance after staying in the bathroom all the time, but I can smell it immediately after I go out and stay in the room for a while, then open the bathroom door and go in.

Yun Shuqian seemed a little strange, stayed outside the room for a while, and then opened the door and brought her little head closer to the bathroom to smell it.

Song Jiamu looked at her thoughtfully, and asked, "Yun Shuqian, do you still like to smell the toilet?"

"...You can save a lot of beatings if you don't speak."

Yun Shuqian closed the bathroom door, angrily picked up the pillow and patted him twice.

Song Jiamu had just had a full meal, and now he was lying on her bed and didn't want to move. The girl's bed always smelled soft and fragrant. He liked to hold her quilt in his arms and bury his face in it to smell it.

Yun Shuqian snatched back the quilt and kicked him with her foot: "Did you forget what you promised me just now?"

"I do not have."

Song Jiamu tried hard to remember what he promised her just now.

Yun Shuqian looked at him.

Song Jiamu's brains were going to explode, so he had no choice but to take the initiative to lift the hem of his T-shirt, revealing the softest flesh in his waist.

Yun Shuqian stretched out her small hand and pinched his waist: "Go back and take the one that Auntie gave you last time and keep it for me!"

Song Jia turned over numbly and got out of bed, grabbed the key she put on the table as if fleeing, opened the door and went home.

He locked the box of Okamotos that my mother gave me last time in a drawer. It was packaged in the color of the starry sky, and there were ten pieces in a box. He didn't dare to remove the outermost layer of plastic packaging.

Putting his things in his pocket, he opened the cabinet again.

The figure that was customized and delivered before was placed on the shelf of the cabinet. He took it off carefully, put it in a gift box, and tied the red ribbon with a bow knot clumsily.

Then he brought the laptop and slipped the kitten on the balcony that was about to melt in the sun. Song Jiamu took out her key to open the door and returned to her house.

Song Jiamu had been on this trip for a long time, Yun Shuqian thought he had run away with chewing gum, and was lying on the bed reading a novel boredly, with a pair of white legs dangling beside the bed.

When she heard the sound of the door opening, she raised her head and listened carefully. After a while, the door of her room opened, and the kitten ran in through the crack of the door. She turned her head and saw the computer in her right hand and the gift in her left. Box of Song Jiamu.

Ever since the two separated on their birthdays a few years ago, Song Jiamu never gave her a birthday present again. Seeing the gift box in his hand, Yun Shuqian keenly felt that it was his birthday present .

Surprise and curiosity flashed in her eyes immediately, but the girl reservedly did not pounce on it.

Her eyes kept falling on the box in his hand, trying to figure out what was inside from the box.

Recalling the birthday presents that Song Jiamu gave her in the past, most of them were small gadgets, such as cute dolls, hairpins, beautiful crystal balls, music boxes, pens, etc., because he didn’t have much pocket money when he was young. In order to give her a birthday present, he always saved up money for a long time.

Yun Shuqian has no shortage of food and clothing. She has a special liking for these meaningful objects. Until now, she still keeps all the gifts that Song Jiamu gave her in those years, hiding them in a box and locking them in the cabinet. , that Rilakkuma has spent more than 3000 nights with her.

Then what did he give for his birthday this year? Judging by the size of the gift box, could it be a doll?

Pretending not to notice, Yun Shuqian turned over and sat up from the bed, so that he could see his gift box more clearly.

Although she reservedly wanted to look elsewhere, she always involuntarily returned to the gift box.

Her calf dangling beside the bed, seeing that Song Jiamu didn't take the initiative to say anything, she couldn't hold back her curiosity, so she pointed to the box in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

"A birthday present for you."

"Oh."

Sure enough, after hearing his confirmation, the girl's expression was calm, but the shaking frequency of her calf obviously increased.

Waiting for him to say what the gift was, but he just didn't say it. He put the box on the chair in front of her, put the computer on the table, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

The shining gift box was right in front of her eyes, God knew how much curiosity Yun Shuqian was holding back, so she didn't rush to open it.

After Song Jiamu washed her hands and came out, she pointed to the gift box and asked, "What's inside?"

"Want to know?"

"……Humph."

She turned her head away, didn't speak, and didn't look at the box.

But after a while, she couldn't bear it anymore, and asked the annoying ghost again: "So what is it?"

"you guess."

"I don't guess."

"Guess, if you guess right, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Little bear?"

"No."

"snack?"

"No."

"music Box?"

"No."

"Festival lights?"

"No."

It was the first time that Yun Shuqian was hit when unwrapping presents. She was not a girl who obediently guessed the presents. Seeing that she had guessed more than a dozen answers but was not correct, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, and jumped out of the box. He stood up on the bed, ran over with bare feet stepping on the floor, and hugged the gift box on the chair in his arms.

It was quite heavy, and she shook it lightly, probably stuffed with a sponge, but it didn't make any movement...

Too lazy to guess!She tore off the red tie and eagerly opened the gift box.

Wrapped in a soft sponge, an exquisite figure appeared in front of her eyes. With all her concentration, she carefully removed the sponge that Song Jiamu had just stuffed in, and then took out the figure.

She likes figurines, and she also loves to watch anime, and there are several collectible figurines on the bookshelf.

But she didn't recognize which anime character this figure is from. The workmanship and shape are very exquisite and beautiful, which is very in line with the aesthetics of girls. When the figure is fully displayed in front of her, there is a strong sense of déjà vu When she approached her, her eyes visibly widened.

The heroine's T-shirt and short skirt are the ones she wore when she went to the West Lake to play before!There is also this small bag and big sky blue water bottle that are exactly the same as her usual ones, as well as the heroine's hairstyle, those fair and beautiful legs and little white shoes...

Look at the male lead again, the clothes are also the ones that Song Jiamu wore to the West Lake before, the hairstyle is the same as his hair, the thin but strong figure, and the details of the facial features are also well done!
The heroine's small head rested on the hero's shoulders, her bright eyes looked at him happily, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, he was also smiling, a few strands of hair fluttered in the wind, the hair of the two of them There are a few cherry blossom petals on his clothes, which is the same as the posture he ran with her on the rainy night that day, but the overall preference for pink cherry blossoms is different from that rain.

Until her eyes fell on the base from top to bottom, and she saw the two names "Song Jiamu & Yun Shuqian" engraved on it, this figure suddenly had vitality in her eyes, and she easily remembered it There is a romantic picture of him walking with her behind his back in the cherry blossom rain scene.

In the eyes of anime fans, figurines are equivalent to a medium of communication between reality and Two-dimensional. Looking at exquisite figurines is like seeing the real person, so the restoration of the characters is very important.

I have seen many figurines of my favorite anime characters. Yun Shuqian also has several figurines of anime characters. This is the first time I have a figurine that really belongs to her and him. It looks like a perfect reproduction of her and his figurines. When making a model, the sense of substitution is not to mention so strong, you can easily recall your original mood.

The same is true for taking pictures as souvenirs. It records a specific moment, location, and mood in life.

Time will pass, and people will age with time. Keep the beautiful moments and make them into photos or hand-made, and you can look back at them later. This is the common memory of her and him.

And now, Song Jiamu extracted this memory and made it into a gift for her to keep forever.

Like holding a bubble, Yun Shuqian carefully looked at the figurine, smiling at the corners of her mouth and eyes, full of sweetness and joy.

"Song Jiamu, is this me and you?"

"Obvious!"

"Song Jiamu, you are so ugly!"

"Please don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, hey."

"Song Jiamu, why did you think of giving me this?"

"I just thought and thought and thought and thought and then I thought of it."

"Song Jiamu, did you do this yourself?"

"Well... I provided valuable advice and blueprints!"

"Hmph, it's a net invitation to credit."

"Like it?"

"like!"

"How much do you like it?"

Yun Shuqian didn't answer him, and walked to the table with the figure, vacated the most conspicuous place where Hatsune's figure was originally placed, and put the figure of her and him here.

Apart from talking about it when I was a child, this is the first time that Yun Shuqian has expressed her liking so clearly in front of him, without even a hint of stubbornness, so it seems that she really likes it so much.

The figurines are placed on the table. She tried to sit like she usually codes or does her homework, and she can see the figurines when she looks up. She is very satisfied, and specially rearranged the table again. All the decorations are for her Serving with his figure highlights the C position.

"It's so obvious, aren't you afraid of being seen by your aunt?"

"It doesn't matter."

Song Jiamu thought about it, too, don't say it's just a figure, the last time my aunt saw the two hooking up on the sofa in a reality show.

Yun Shuqian didn't seem to get tired of looking at it, her hands were stacked on the table, she was lying on the table, her chin rested on her arm, she just smiled and stared at the figure, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and she stretched out her tender fingers from time to time Touch him in the figure model.

Just like the Mai-senpai and 02 figures that Song Jiamu bought before, I can't wait to take off all the clothes in the figures and take a closer look.

"I'm here in real life, so you don't need to have weird imaginations about the opponent. You can do to me what you want to do with the opponent. I don't mind."

Song Jiamu clearly saw her poking his finger at the position of the cat's tail on the figurine - even though the action seemed to be touched inadvertently.

"I, I didn't!"

Seeing that Song Jiamu was still talking, Yun Shuqian quickly changed the topic, and she stretched out her hand: "What about that?"

"You want it?" Song Jiamu's voice became bad, and he imagined another scene in his head, as a self-entertainment for President Yunda's dictatorial power.

"Give it to me now."

"How much do you want?"

"all!"

"Then I'll give you everything~!"

"...Why does your tone of voice make me feel so obscene?"

"You heard wrong."

Song Jiamu quickly handed her the chewing gum packaged in the color of the starry sky in his pocket.

It's embarrassing to hold this thing in her hand. Yun Shuqian is calm on the surface, but she is a little nervous inside. She didn't see clearly last time, but this time she has a good look at it. She has to keep her ears open to pay attention to the things outside the door Movement, if my mother suddenly came in and saw it, she could really jump off the balcony and die.

"You, you go out."

"what?"

"I'm going to hide."

"...you won't let me know where you hide?"

"Get out quickly."

Yun Shuqian pushed him, but Song Jiamu refused to leave, and hurriedly said, "Wait!"

"What again?"

"Aren't you curious?"

Song Jiamu asked, "Let me explain first, I haven't used it, and I haven't studied it, but this thing... I mean, when it will be useful sooner or later, why don't we study it... Ah! It hurts!"

Yun Shu blushed and pinched him angrily: "Who wants to study with you!"

"It's not the research you think! I'm talking about serious research!" Song Jiamu quickly explained.

"..."

"Look at it." Song Jiamu said again.

Ever since they were young, Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu have studied strange things together. Seeing him bewitching, the girl hesitated a little.

"I, I don't want to, who wants to study this thing..."

"It's okay to take a look, just use the three at noon."

Song Jiamu took her bag, unzipped it, and was about to take out the seasoning packet from the innermost interlayer.

Yun Shuqian grabbed the bag and pushed him:
"close the door!"

"oh oh."

Song Jiamu got up quickly, went to close the door, and then locked it.

When he turned back, Yun Shuqian had already taken out one of the seasoning packets.

Through the silver-white outer packaging, you can feel a flexible circle inside. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian sat next to each other by the bed, and looked at it curiously.

"Then I take it apart?"

"..."

Yun Shuqian didn't speak, as if he was holding a bomb in his hand, she quickly put some distance away from him, holding a pillow in her arms to cover half of her small face, her big eyes were nervous.

Song Jiamu tore open the package, and she poked her head over curiously.

To be honest, this chewing gum was different from what the two of them had guessed, it was greasy to the touch and had a faint fragrance.

Song Jiamu gave her something, and Yun Shuqian took it. She was shocked and ashamed, her heart was beating wildly, and her mind was full of strange things.

"How, how do you use it?"

"Try it, and then you'll know."

Song Jiamu stretched out an index finger, Yun Shuqian pinched the circle tacitly, and tried to put it on his finger.

"It's reversed, it should be that side."

"……so?"

The two stared blankly at the fingers for a while, Yun Shuqian's pretty face flushed, hurriedly took it down, wrapped it tightly with two paper towels, and threw it into the trash can.

"Song Jiamu, you are so perverted!"

She blushed and ran away in a hurry.

(Da Zhang, no more at night)
(End of this chapter)