Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 112 You have to ask yourself
"Speak."

"Speak."

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It was still dark, and in the room where he couldn't see his fingers, Atobe Hatsune, who had been sleeping deeply, suddenly opened his eyes.

In those glazed eyes, the sleepiness has not completely faded away, and there is still a little daze.

After staring straight at a certain direction for a while, she slowly sat up hugging the quilt.

Closing her eyes and raising her hands to press the center of her eyebrows, she tried hard to recall the scene in her dream just now.

But the last thing I can remember is the gentle female voice calling her name.

Unable to think of anything else, Atobe Hatsune simply stopped wasting brain cells.

Raising her hand to turn on the bedside lamp, she subconsciously narrowed her eyes.

When he got used to the light, he looked around the room.

"Meow~" Little Pudding woke up when he heard the movement, and screamed softly as he grabbed the cage.

Her eyes followed, and she frowned slightly when she met those blue eyes with a little grievance.

Did she put Pudding in the cage last night before falling asleep?

Also, when was the light turned off?
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the unfinished book on the bedside table last night, and she reached for it.

Every time I haven't finished reading a book, Atobe Chuyan has the habit of putting a bookmark so that I can continue to read it next time.

But the bookmark in her hand is still on the first page, obviously she didn't put it on the cabinet herself.

She has no memory of what happened before she fell asleep last night.

She really couldn't recall it, and she didn't make it difficult for herself anymore, she just thought it was Mrs. Atobe who came and saw her falling asleep, and thoughtfully helped her tidy up all these.

After all, this happened in the UK as well.

No longer sleepy, Atobe Chuyan took the phone and checked the time.

Seeing that it was only five o'clock, he hesitated between playing games under the warm blanket and going out for a run against the cold wind, and finally chose to click on the game on the phone.

Morning jogging is a good habit, but for her who is not in a good physical and mental state, she still needs to put it aside temporarily.

Time passed slowly.

Hearing the sound of closing the door from next door, Atobe Hatsune's fingertips that landed on the screen stopped for a moment, and soon resumed moving.

Going for a morning jog every morning, Atobe Keigo is pretty persevering.

She praised in her heart, and when the time was almost up, she got up to wash up.

After breakfast, the two set off for school.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as I got out of the car, Atobe Chuyan felt everyone's eager eyes.

She glanced at everyone in confusion, and seeing the undisguised expressions of excitement on their faces, she frowned and asked Atobe Keigo in a low voice, "Why are they looking at me like that?"

Atobe Keigo didn't react at first, but after hearing the words "yesterday afternoon", "rogue", and "fight" from their mouths, he understood the reason.

Looking down at the girl's delicate face, his eyes flickered slightly: "You have to ask yourself."

Smoking is to suppress the discomfort in the stomach, so what about fighting?

And why?
Atobe's first words: "???"

If she knew, she wouldn't have asked, okay?
Atobe glanced at him speechlessly at first, then walked towards the school.

At the fork in the road, just after she took Keigo Atobe's schoolbag, Fujiwara Seiya's voice came from behind her: "Atobe, Atobe-san, good morning."

Fujiwara Kiyoya walked up to the two of them, looked at Atobe Hatsune again and asked concerned: "Atobe-san, are you okay?"

(End of this chapter)