My Yellow Hair App

"Leave?" Bai Chuanxia glanced at the time: "Shouldn't we have dinner together, there is no one in the editorial department at noon."

After she left, Bai Chuanxia could only eat boiled cabbage from the hospital.

"No." Yazhikui turned around and lifted the curtain of the hospital bed: "I just got the feeling, I'll go outside the school to have a look."

The corner of Bai Chuanxia's mouth twitched, and he pointed his **** at her: "Small woman."

Yazhikui left the ward gracefully without looking back.

Shirakawa Xia shrugged, and could only eat boiled cabbage for lunch. The focus of the next step was to make a plan and pursue Hashimoto Arina.

From Tauren Kimurahama, every meeting is very important.

The most important point is that you must never do anything that will reduce Hashimoto's favorability.

Suddenly there was the sound of "dongdong" footsteps outside the door of the ward, and Mi Zhiku came back again, holding a cloth bag in his hand.

Bai Chuanxia wondered, did he think it would be troublesome to make an appointment at noon, and planned to come back to find him.

"This is for you." Mizhikui put the cloth bag on Bai Chuanxia's bedside table: "I picked it up at the door just now. There is no one else in the ward, so it should be for you."

"Knock." Seeing the bag, Bai Chuanxia's heart constricted.

Recalling the phone call with Hashimoto Arina in the morning, he complained about the poor food in the hospital.

He opened the cloth bag, brought a familiar bento box, opened it, and it still didn't look very good.

But compared to the two days of muddling, at least you can see what kind of dishes it is. It is obvious that the person who cooks puts his heart into it.

Bai Chuanxia covered his face with his hands, thinking just now that there would be absolutely no mistakes, the slap in the face came too fast.

The most important thing is that he didn't know when Hashimoto Arina came, and what he heard outside the curtain of the hospital bed.

"I'm leaving." Yazhikui turned and left the ward.

Bai Chuanxia didn't speak, closed his eyes and started sorting out the current situation.

Yazhikui came out of the ward, walked to the corner of the floor and stopped.

Hashimoto Arina lowered her head and closed her back tightly. When she saw her coming, she raised her head and forced a smile: "Thank you for helping me give him the bento."

After she finished speaking, Asami Yuki bowed slightly: "I still have something to do at home, so I'll be leaving first."

Yazhikui looked at her expressionlessly: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Hashimoto Arina turned around and paused for a while before saying, "Who took the initiative?"

"Hmph." Mizhikui said contemptuously, "I took the initiative."

After she finished speaking, she walked up to Hashimoto Arina. She was 1.79 meters tall, standing in front of Hashimoto Arina with her hands in her pockets, and looked down at her:

"And from what standpoint do you ask such a question, his attending physician?"

"I..." Arina Hashimoto felt the oppressive force from her, uncontrollably took a half step back, but quickly said angrily, "I am him..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she swallowed the second half and shook her head: "You won't understand, sorry, I made you laugh."

Hashimoto Arina obviously didn't want to argue with Yanotakuru, so he turned around after speaking.

"Don't touch yourself anymore." Mizhikui didn't intend to let her go, his voice was cold and breathtaking: "Your behavior is disgusting."

"What do you know!" Hashimoto Arina turned around suddenly, she was finally overwhelmed by Yayuki's words, her eyes were red, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"Xia he...he..."

Hashimoto Arina clenched her teeth, but still didn't finish her sentence.

"His body is already failing, and he won't live for a few months." Mi Zhikui said what she wanted to say directly and calmly.

Hashimoto Arina's expression froze, his eyes were surprised: "You...why are you?"

"I grew up with him, and no one knows his situation better than me." Mi Zhikui said calmly.

"Since you know, why deny me?" Hashimoto Arina gradually calmed down and looked at Yayuki.

"So you feel that what you did was out of good intentions." Yazhikui took a step forward.

This time, Hashimoto Arina's eyes were firm, and she looked at her without retreating.

"Yes, I am a doctor. It is my position to let my patients spend the last journey of life with the least pain."

"Doctor? Patient?" Yazhikui stared into her eyes: "That's why you deceived him as a child."

"I haven't." Hashimoto Arina shook her head, her tone firm: "Everything I do is from my heart."

"No." Mizhikui shook his head: "Your behavior is like an adult deceiving a child, telling him that as long as he works hard enough, he can surpass anyone and realize his dream. Isn't that ridiculous enough?"

"He is not a child, on the contrary, he is a genius, better than most ordinary people."

"Your so-called kindness is just a third-rate performance that is so funny that you can see through it at a glance."

"And all you do is a childish display of self-satisfaction through sacrifices you think are noble."

The courage that Hashimoto Arina had just built up was shattered by Yagyuki's words like a series of cannonballs.

She took half a step back and murmured, "No."

"Put away your self-satisfaction, and don't use kindness as an excuse anymore." Yayukui stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and tapped Hashimoto Arina's chest:

"If you like him, tell him, and then accompany him through the last time."

"If you don't like him, tell him the truth, whether it's a doctor and a patient, or a friend."

"He needs respect, not deceit."

"I..." Hashimoto Arina lowered her head, as if she didn't dare to meet Yazukuru's eyes. After a long while, a blush appeared on her face:

"Sorry, can you please take your fingers away."

She was full of ecstasy, and when the Mi Zhiku bucket was on her chest, she didn't stay strong, causing Mi Zhiku's fingers to sink directly into it.

It kind of ruins the atmosphere.

On the second day, Bai Chuanxia talked with Hashimoto Arina on the phone in the morning, and she still asked for leave at home.

He wanted to test out what happened yesterday, but was slapped by Hashimoto Arina, fooled it, ordered him to eat on time, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Only Yazhikui came to pick up the manuscript as usual, and she didn't mention what happened yesterday: "Are you a monster? A normal painter updates one chapter a week, and the magazine is often closed. You can actually draw two to three chapters a night."

"It's just drawing out the things in memory." Bai Chuanxia shrugged: "Not to mention the simple background of "Reaper", which is relatively faster to draw."

Yazhikui did not continue this topic. After flipping through it, he put the manuscript in an envelope and looked up at Bai Chuanxia:

"The comic is very popular. The editorial department called last night. This comic has a high probability of breaking the record since its inception. If you can finish the first volume, you can animate it."

"Well, let me think about it." Bai Chuanxia nodded, and the magazine office of his condition also knew about it.

If it wasn't for fear of his sudden sudden death, or the aggravation of his illness leading to an indefinite suspension of publication, this manga would have started to be animated a long time ago.

Now it seems that the performance of manga is better than expected. Out of profit considerations, the editorial department sent him an animation invitation.

Bai Chuanxia doesn't plan to make it an animation for the time being, and now he hasn't even solved the problem of survival.

No time to worry about those things at all.

"Yeah." Mi Zhikui nodded, she could probably guess Bai Chuan Xia Xinsi: "There is also the hot spring trip mentioned last time, and they are also urging whether to book tickets for you."

"Hot spring trip." Bai Chuanxia patted his head with his hands. His original plan was to invite Hashimoto Arina.

But now Arina Hashimoto was obviously avoiding him, and he became entangled for a while.

"This weekend's itinerary." Yazhikui said, "There will be a result today at the latest."

"Okay." Bai Chuanxia nodded. He couldn't just give up like this. If he stayed on the hospital bed, it would be difficult to make progress with Arina Hashimoto in a familiar environment. He had to stay in an unfamiliar environment to have a chance.

After Mi Zhikui left, Bai Chuanxia took out his mobile phone and took a deep breath. By this time, he could no longer lose face, and the routine had to be done.

He dialed Hashimoto Arina's number, closed his eyes and listened to the "beep beep" sound from the microphone.

The phone rang for a long time, but was still not connected. I don't know if Hashimoto Arina didn't have his phone with him, or he didn't want to answer it.

The call was not connected until it was about to hang up automatically.

"Xia..." Arina Hashimoto received his call with an obviously nervous voice: "Is there something wrong?"

"I want to see Sister Youcai today, is that okay?" Bai Chuanxia asked.

"This..." Hashimoto Arina's tone was obviously hesitant, before he said after a long while: "Sorry, Xia, give me a few days, is that okay?"

"But there are activities in the editorial department on weekends, which are very important to me." Bai Chuanxia immediately said, "Can sister Youcai go with me?"

Hashimoto Arina hesitated for a while, she had already refused once just now, she was very confused and didn't want to continue to refuse.

I am his attending physician, and it is not convenient for him to go out, so it is reasonable to take him to participate in activities.

She nodded and said, "Okay."

Chapter 16

Hashimoto Arina has been on vacation until the weekend, and she knows that the most important event Shirakawa Natsuguchi mentioned is the hot spring trip.

I still don't know that I have been tricked.

"Sister Youcai, actually I don't need a wheelchair, I can walk by myself." Sitting in the wheelchair, Bai Chuanxia felt ashamed inexplicably when he felt the eyes of passers-by around him.

Hashimoto Arina brought a wheelchair and refused to help him to express his dissatisfaction.

Seeing that he was about to leave the hospital, and he was really pushed to the party in a wheelchair by her, he could immediately become the focus.

"Hmph, I don't want to touch you." Hashimoto Arina pouted, pushing the wheelchair with both hands, with an angry expression: "It's useless to say anything, I will never forgive you so easily."

"Sorry, sister Youcai." Bai Chuanxia glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes, with long black hair neatly draped over his shoulders, wearing a beige bat shirt and short skirt.

Silver earrings hang down from the ears, mature and fashionable.

As a doctor, she usually does not wear jewelry, but this time she not only put on light makeup but also wore jewelry.

The typical mouth doesn't care, but the body attaches great importance to it.

"I often see the family go to a hot spring hotel together on TV and comics, but I have never been there." Bai Chuanxia looked into the distance with longing on his face: "I want to take this opportunity to visit, although not With the family, but also with Sister Youcai."

Hashimoto Arina looked at his yearning expression, and the feigned anger on his face instantly melted away.

But I also felt that I would not forgive him if I said it a second ago, and it would be too embarrassing to give up immediately.

She stretched out her hand without saying a word, helped him up from the wheelchair, and said in a low voice, "No more tricks in the future."

"Yeah." Bai Chuanxia nodded obediently, he didn't lie, indeed he often saw a family going to a hot spring hotel in comics.

The one that impressed him the most was the story of three mothers and daughters and a young boy.

Arriving at the meeting point on time, the team was led by a fat middle-aged man with glasses who was also the responsible editor of Bai Chuanxia.

He has been concerned for a long time about the fact that his editor is not the girl with black silk glasses.

According to his experience, those senior travelers, whether they are writing novels or drawing comics.

The editors I met were either beautiful and cute newcomer girls, or mature girls with black silk glasses who were excluded by others.

So he always thought that the editorial department should be full of beautiful girls, so why did he meet a middle-aged man with glasses.

After seeing Bai Chuanxia, ​​he immediately greeted him enthusiastically. The teacher was long and the teacher was short, so enthusiastic.

The number of people in this activity is not too many, including him, there are only ten people in total, it seems that they are only his painters.

When Bai Chuanxia appeared, other people also looked over one after another, curious about what this divine man who was scheduled to break the publication record looked like.

But their eyes soon shifted to Hashimoto Arina.

Talent is still not as attractive as beauty.

Bai Chuanxia quickly noticed a familiar figure in the crowd, with broken hair tied into a short ponytail, wild and handsome.

I was chatting with the only pretty-looking sister with glasses among more than ten people, which made her "giggle" and laughed.

"Mizhikui, why are you here!" Bai Chuanxia walked over and grabbed her leather jacket.

Hashimoto Arina saw what happened between him and Yanotuki on the hospital bed two days ago.

Although I know how much she has been watched, but judging from her performance in the past two days, she can't escape being seen kissing together.

Isn't it embarrassing to run over at this time?

Mizhikui turned his head, frowned and said, "I'm your assistant, of course I'm here."

Bai Chuanxia was speechless, what he said was so reasonable that he couldn't refute it at all.