Kyoto Shenyin Love Story

Chapter 223 I'm going to cry
Upstairs, Mrs. Yoshikawa opened the door, stepped aside again, and turned to greet Soya behind her.

"Please come in, Soya-kun."

The window was too bright. In order not to affect the rest of the patient on the bed, the curtain was drawn tightly, and the room was dark.

Entering the room, Soya looked at the girl lying on the bed, speechless for a while.

It turned out that she was really sick.

The number one honor student in Class A of the first year, her body is as delicate as most of the girls of the same age, the only honor student is her beautiful and smart head.

"If Soya-kun thinks it's too dark, just turn on the lights or draw the curtains, it's okay. I'll go down first."

"Wait a moment……"

When he turned his head, Mrs. Yoshikawa, who was wearing a mask, had a smile on her eyes, and she closed the door and left without giving him time to refuse.

pat.

"..."

Soya was speechless, and could only stay in the room for a while before going down.

"Mother……"

The successive movements made Hongzi on the bed regain some consciousness, tossing and turning on the pillow a few times.

"I am hot……"

After watching her for a while, Soya went to the window and opened the curtain a little.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the outdoors are still bright, and the light shines in through the gaps to drive away the darkness.

He walked slowly to the head of the bed, Hongzi closed her eyes, stretched out her arm and one leg from under the quilt, her voice hoarse.

"Mom...it's so hot..."

The pajamas were messy, with the top button unbuttoned, revealing one collarbone.Sweat drenched her short hair, and it stuck to her face as she tossed and turned, her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly.

On the stool by the bed was a water basin and a towel, and on the other side were her mobile phone and glasses, as well as antipyretics and water glasses.

Pulling the mask on his face, Soya picked up the towel, soaked it in the water basin, wrung it dry, and then gently wiped the sweat from Hongzi's forehead and face.

"Well……"

She tossed and turned, her body twisted, and she raised her head slightly, revealing her sweaty thin neck, and the meaning was obvious.

"..."

After a slight pause, Soya quickly wiped it a few times, and the battle was resolved quickly.

Just as she straightened up, she tilted her head again, signaling him to continue wiping the other side of her neck.

Soaked in cold water, the towel was wet and cool, and the sweat was wiped off the neck, and Hongzi's brows gradually relaxed.

wow.

Throwing the towel into the sink for a few washes, Soya wrung out the towel, folded it into pieces, and placed it on her forehead, announcing the end of the sweat wiping service.

Hongzi was not satisfied yet, she closed her eyes and pulled down the quilt covering her chest, and tugged at the neckline of her pajamas, expressing that she was also sweating a lot.

"..."

Before he could wipe his body with a wet towel, the pulled down quilt was covered again.

"Mother?"

Hongzi opened her eyes, but the one standing by the bed was not her mother.

Although her vision was hazy, she immediately recognized the familiar figure in front of her, and her eyes widened.

"Eh……"

"Let Mrs. Yoshikawa do the rest." Soya took a step back and looked at her with calm eyes, all emotions hidden behind the mask, "I'll go back first."

"..."

Dazed for a moment, Hongzi touched the glasses on the bedside and put them on, and stopped Soya when he opened the door.

"Wait... Is Qian here too? Cough cough... Didn't I tell you not to come over?"

"No, Tongye is at home." He stopped and looked back at her, "I'm the only one here."

Hongzi pursed her lips, waiting for him to explain the reason for coming to visit alone.

"Acheng asked me to send some documents over, and they have already been handed over to Mrs. Yoshikawa."

"……Really? Thanks."

With her arms supported on the pillow, she sat back again, the towel on her forehead slipped down, "Thank you, Soya-san."

"You're welcome. After all, we live close together. This is an inescapable responsibility."

"..."

"That's it, I'll go back first."

Soya took one last look at her and closed the door behind him.

"Recover well, I wish you a speedy recovery."

pat.

"..."

Looking at the closed door, Hongzi was silent for a while, grabbed the towel, tried to use force but couldn't, and only threw it a little distance.

She even sat up on purpose while propping up her sick body, didn't she just want to chat a little more?

How could he just turn around and leave?
"Is Soya-kun going back now?"

When she came downstairs, Mrs. Yoshikawa also looked over in surprise.

"Yoshikawa-san is still a little weak, so I won't disturb her rest."

Soya bent down, touched Alps who was shaking his head, and said, "Yoshikawa-san said she was very hot and sweated a lot."

"Oh……"

Mrs. Yoshikawa was startled, and put down what she was doing, "I'll go up and have a look, Soya-san, please feel free, there are cold drinks in the refrigerator."

"I won't bother you, I still have some things to do after I go back..."

"Fine then. Be careful on the road."

Saying goodbye to Alps, Soya walked out of the yard of Yoshikawa's house, and looked back as if feeling something.

"..."

Hongzi stood by the window on the second floor, leaning on the window sill with both hands, looking at him expressionlessly.

Zongya shook his head secretly, waved his hand at her, and then left without looking back.

After watching his back disappear into the corner of the alley, Hongzi lay back on the bed again.After a while, Mrs. Yoshikawa came up with the basin after changing the water, and washed the towels she threw on the ground carefully.

"Feeling better?"

"Well... my head is not so dizzy."

The wet towel fell on his forehead again, and Hongzi turned to the side, "I've wiped it here."

Mrs. Yoshikawa picked up the towel, not surprised, "Soya-kun?"

"..."

She didn't speak, but nodded.

"What about the neck?"

"I wiped it too." Hongzi looked out the window, "I just wiped it here."

"Are you embarrassed to wipe the other parts?"

Mrs. Yoshikawa smiled, unbuttoned the pajamas, and pulled them to the sides.

"Souya-kun is really gentle and shy... Could it be that he found that Koko wasn't wearing underwear?"

"..."

Hongzi pouted.

That's not the case... He just didn't want to touch her more.

Coordinating with turning her body, the pajamas were completely taken off, and the towel wiped her chest, underarms, and arms on both sides. She turned over again and let her mother continue to wipe her back.

"Okay..." Mrs. Yoshikawa wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Take your temperature later."

"Um...thanks, Mom."

"What do you want for dinner?"

Hongzi thought for a while, "Fantuan..."

"Rice ball? Can you eat it?"

"Then make it smaller, I want to eat."

"Okay...then let's make plum rice balls." Mrs. Yoshikawa agreed, but then changed the subject, "Why didn't Hongzi act like a baby when Soya-kun was around just now?"

"..."

The daughter didn't speak, she twisted the towel and continued: "Mr. Soya likes cooking, I think he will be very happy. Besides, there should be no boy who can refuse our Hongzi's acting like a baby."

"..."

He can refuse.

With her upper body bare, Hongzi lay on the pillow, and turned her face out of the window again.

"He doesn't want to."

Several days had passed, those intense, unforgettable, and hysterical events had all seeped into the pillow with tears, and when she calmed down, her emotions became much more stable.

"Ah, did Hongzi quarrel with Sogu-kun?"

"No la."

"Then why has Hongzi been depressed these days?"

"...It's too hot and I'm in a bad mood."

Mrs. Yoshikawa smiled, stroked her daughter's smooth bare back up and down, and patted her daughter twice.

"Could it be that Sogu-kun has a girlfriend?"

"..."

Hongzi was silent for a while, "I don't know. What does this have to do with me."

"Are you so dishonest in front of your mother?"

Turning her head a little bit, and burying half of her face in the pillow, she whispered, "If you're too frank, I'll cry."

Mrs. Yoshikawa opened her mouth and probably understood.

"Could it be that beside Soya-kun, there is a girl who is cuter and more outstanding than Hongzi..."

"do not know!"

"Have they started dating yet?"

"..."

Hongzi was silent for a while again, "Probably not yet... Otherwise, Qian will definitely tell me."

"In this case, Hongzi still has a chance, doesn't he?"

"..."

She buried her face completely in the pillow.

"I'm going to cry."

Mrs. Yoshikawa turned her daughter over, "Aren't you still crying?"

Pulling the quilt, Hongzi completely covered herself in it, and a dull voice came out.

"Mom, if you keep talking, I'm going to cry!"

Mrs. Yoshikawa continued: "Could it be that Soya-kun has rejected Hongzi?"

"……No."

"Why is Hongzi crying?"

"Don't ask... Mom doesn't understand anything."

"yes."

Mrs. Yoshikawa sat down by the bed, "Mom has been married for more than 20 years, and she married your older sister, so she still doesn't understand anything."

"..."

A hand slowly stretched out from under the quilt, stroking her lower back.

"Did Hongzi confess to Sogu-kun?"

"No……"

Mrs. Yoshikawa's tone became surprised, "Did Hongzi just give up without confessing or being rejected?"

"Whether you confess or not, the result is the same..."

"Hongzi is too unconfident."

Dull words came from under the quilt, "He doesn't like me."

"Is this what Soya-kun said?"

"I think so..."

Mrs. Yoshikawa smiled.

"But Mom thinks that if you don't feel anything about Hongzi, Soya-kun won't be so careful."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the quilt was pulled down a little, and only the eyes were exposed from the red quilt underneath.

"Really?"

(End of this chapter)