This thing about me becoming a girl

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When he came to Bei Dao's apartment, Bei Dao Jiu was walking back and forth in the small living room in a hurry, unable to stop for a moment.

Where is the little crow?It should be time to get off the plane, but why didn't you reply to the message!

She looked at the multiple messages on the phone showing that they had been sent successfully, and they were nothing more than messages asking where she was, did she get off the plane, and how long did it take to get home.

Unfortunately, none of these messages were answered.

Bei Daojiu looked at the hazy drizzle sky outside the window.

Could it be that the flight was delayed due to the weather?Perhaps a turbulence delayed the scheduled arrival time?Although Bei Daojiu has never been on a plane, he still has these simple common senses and understands that these situations happen.

She continued to guess, or was the plane not flying as fast as I thought?

But I have already checked in Yahoo!The flight from Okinawa to Tokyo is only two hours and 10 minutes, but now it has been more than three hours!It stands to reason that it should have arrived early!But why hasn't Little Crow replied to my message yet!

I'm dying of anxiety!I'm dying of anxiety!

At this time, Bei Daojiu seems to be the cute lamb in which movie I have forgotten, jumping around when encountering things. I am in a hurry, and my short legs can't stop. I look at it every ten seconds. The mobile phone, and then looked at the door that was expecting to be knocked, but there was no knock.

Why didn't the little crow reply to the message!

But at this moment, the door was knocked suddenly, Bei Daojiu froze for a moment, and then quickly ran towards the door.

Just when she was still full of expectations, a female voice with a slightly deep Kansai accent suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Hello, is anyone at home? There is something missing at the door. Is it yours?"

Hearing this, Bei Daojiu's short legs stopped suddenly, and it was always very disappointing to have expectations but to fail.

Then she slowly pushed open a crack in the door, carefully looked outside, and then she was stunned.

Kitajima Crow in a windbreaker stood in front of the door, with a suitcase beside him, and a special product brought back from Okinawa in his hand.

"Some time ago, in the cultural class, the teacher taught some Kansai accents when he was interested. It seems that they are now in handy."

She looked at Bei Daojiu's dazed expression as if she hadn't reacted too much yet, and there was a slight smile on her cold cheeks that were slightly reddish by the cold wind.

"It's a surprise."

Immediately, Bei Daojiu's legs went limp, and the sudden surprise stunned her, and she almost burst into tears, even though her nose was still twitching, and tears began to fill her eyes, and then her face was full of tears. Aggrieved, he threw himself directly at Bei Dao Ya.

"Little Crow, I miss you so much, wow wow!"

She released all the grievances and misses of the previous few days, and Bei Daojiu is so happy at this moment.

If you insist on describing it, then this level of happiness is probably enough to fill two family buckets.

382. Stupid Tumbling (Happy New Year!)

"Little Crow, I miss you so much, wow!"

The one who made the sound was Bei Dao Jiu who was hanging on Bei Dao Yau like a koala and refused to come down no matter what.

Even though she had made a decision never to cry in front of the little crow again, the tears still fell down at this moment, but the meaning of the tears was quite different from most of the previous situations, it was tears of joy.

She really wanted to kill her little crow.

The past few days have been too difficult, every moment, she is thinking about the little crow, thinking about the little crow, and still thinking about the little crow.

That's why after seeing Bei Dao Ya at this time, it seemed that all the emotions and longings burst out in an instant, and they hung directly on Bei Dao Ya's body and couldn't get off.

As for Bei Dao Ya, who was standing in front of the door, looking at Bei Dao Jiu, who was hanging on his body and refused to get off, and at the same time was aggrieved, he was also a little helpless.

"I'm home, mother," she said.

Hearing this, Bei Dao cried even louder.

Seeing this situation, Bei Dao Crow had no choice but to block the door, so she could only salute with her hand, and walked towards the room with slightly difficult steps while walking with Bei Dao Jiu's body hanging on it.

After more than ten minutes, Bei Daojiu finally recovered, but his eyes were still rosy, and he looked at Bei Daoyue with a bit of grievance.

"Bad little crow, it's already at the door of the house, and it doesn't send a message, and even pretends to be someone else's voice to tease mom like this, little crow is bad!"

For this, Bei Dao Ya just took a tissue and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, comforting her softly.

"Okay, Xiaoya knows it's wrong, mom, don't be angry, I won't do it next time."

"There can be no next time!"

"Well, absolutely."

Looking at Bei Dao Jiu Mingming was extremely happy and excited, but he insisted on showing a tearful look of tantrum.

Immediately, Bei Dao Ya stood up, then squatted down, and a fool rolled over on the spot.

"Mom, don't be angry, Little Crow is an idiot."

Seeing this, Bei Daojiu finally couldn't help laughing through tears. She was very happy and happy in her heart, but seeing the appearance of Bei Daoyue at this time, she couldn't help but finally raised a smile like a little sun, and even dared to smile. A small snot bubble, silly.

Immediately, Bei Dao Ya took out a thick stack of photos taken in Okinawa from the suitcase, some of which were taken by herself, and some were taken by Jun Xiaolin.

Sitting on the sofa, she told Bei Dao Jiu, who was close to her, the background and story of each photo one by one.

Looking at Bei Daojiu's longing eyes, Bei Dao Ya said.

"Mom, after my winter vacation, do you want to travel together?"

"Hmm...where are you going...?"

"The grassland over Kyushu."

In the small apartment, there was such a conversation, and there was a simple and warm atmosphere.

PS1: Happy New Year!Before I know it, this is already the second year I have worshiped in the book Girl, time flies so fast!It's been a year!I have experienced a lot this year, and I have truly entered the society!Join the community animal!

Let's stop here today, because when I was eating New Year's Eve dinner at my grandma's house, I was dragged by my relatives to play mahjong all afternoon, and I didn't go home until twelve o'clock (and I also lost a lot of thieves. The most painful, it’s too emotional!!!)

Because tomorrow is my aunt’s house inviting New Year’s guests, I have to get up early to help, so I can’t stay up late to code today. As for the ending of this volume last month, as I said before, because of the lack of time available due to business trips last month, I also broke my promise Yes, but not this month, I will definitely be done before the end of the month!Let everyone read this volume before school starts, and the same is true for comrades who go to work.

Tomorrow will still be updated normally. As for the Chinese New Year explosion, there are more, probably after the fifth and sixth day of the new year. I will update it for a week, three chapters a day, as a New Year gift.

Oh, by the way, and after listening to the opinions of the book friends in the group, I will take the time to write a chapter of the New Year’s episode these days. As for Xiaoya and who’s episode, I haven’t decided yet, but I will draw readers’ opinions .

Anyway happy new year!No more official words, I wish you a healthy and healthy new year!Extra cash!Academic performance doubled, career salary skyrocketed!The handsome boy is more handsome, the beautiful girl is super white, and the Year of the Ox is very lucky!

Good night (fool roll over!)

383. Deep sleep

In a separate ward at Juntendo Hospital in Tokyo, Mari Aoi Sawamura was wearing a ward gown, leaning on the head of the bed, looking at the smoggy sky outside the window.

The sheets on the hospital bed were glaringly white, in contrast to the emaciated and emaciated Sawamura Mari Aoi who was speechless.

In the past few months, Mari Aoi Sawamura has really lost a lot of weight, and the skinny veins on her neck have become more and more obvious.

She lost, and in the last stand with the Dagu Killing Stone, she lost completely, and was even knocked unconscious by a blow without the ability to fight back.

Then it was the best intention to be immediately arranged on the plane and head to Tokyo.

In fact, she had already woken up during the flight, but she did not hinder the medical staff on the plane from performing various physical index checks on her.

Although there was nothing unusual, she was sent here, and was not sent to the ward to lie down until after a comprehensive examination confirmed that she was all right.

In fact, in a hospital of this level, it is basically impossible to arrange a separate ward immediately after getting the news, but who is privilege, sometimes it is so easy to use.

During the process, Sawamura Mari Aoi also remained calm, did not stop her, did not respond, and just went through inspections one after another.

For the failure, she didn't have any resentment, nor did she feel any injustice, nor was she angry or unwilling. She was just very calm, and once again felt her own incompetence.

What my grandfather said was right, I am an incompetent and cowardly person who only knows how to escape.

I can't do anything by myself.

He couldn't even do such a thing as collecting for his father.

Moreover, he was defeated in the field where he was best at and put in the most effort.

It is indeed like what my grandfather said, if you want to abandon it, it is not that you abandon the sword, but the sword abandons yourself.

Perhaps it was because the emotions were too strong and complicated, causing Sawamura Mari Aoi to suddenly lose her senses, and she couldn't feel anything, not even the pain, and felt peacefully, her extremely weak self.

In the private ward, she was the only one. The cool breeze blowing in from the open window fluctuated the curtains. Even the flowers in the flower pots on the balcony seemed to be bent over by the gloomy weather, hanging down listlessly. .

Just then, the door was opened.

Standing outside the door was Sawamura Homi, and behind him was Sawamura Isuzu who lowered his head respectfully.

Sawamura Homi was still wearing his simple gray-white kimono, and his slightly long white hair was carefully combed and combed neatly behind his head.

His face is expressionless, with the calmness of a superior, and the pressure to stand up straight subconsciously.

As for Sawamura Isuzu behind him, he bowed his head respectfully, waiting for his father's next move or order.

In her hand, she was also carrying a black sword bag.

Inside was the samurai sword with a hidden sheath that she had kept on the knife rack in Sawamura Homi's room for an unknown period of time since she could remember.

No one can touch it except my father, and even the nursing and dusting are done by my father himself.

When she was a child, she always thought that this was her father's "sword", but later she found out that Sawamura Homi's sword had something else.

But my father cherishes this knife more than he cares about his own sword.

At that time, Sawamura Isuzu didn't quite understand it, but in short, it was kept on the knife holder like this, and even his father never used it.

Sawamura Isuzu sometimes felt it was a pity when he was young. After all, it is a pity that the sword cannot be unsheathed. If it has a spirit, it will also feel lonely about its own destiny.

But in any case, this katana sword with a hidden sheath has been kept in the Japanese house belonging to Sawamura Homi along with Sawamura Isuzu since he was a child.

But today, he was brought out by Sawamura Homi.

Sawamura Isuzu couldn't understand his specific intentions, why the knife that had been stored for decades, or even longer, was suddenly taken out today without any warning, and why did he bring it to see Sawamura Truth sunflower.

She didn't understand and had a lot of doubts, but she also knew that even if she asked, she wouldn't get any answers.

Homi Sawamura is like this, he will not explain to anyone what he wants to do.

But again, no one dared to say what he did wrong.

Homi Sawamura looked into the room, sitting on the hospital bed, silently tilting her head to look at Mari Aoi Sawamura outside the window.

After a while, he stretched out his hand, and then Sawamura Isuzu respectfully handed over the sword bag to him.