My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"I don't know how many times I have heard this sentence in the past five hundred years." Gong Ming rolled his eyes and complained. "Never once have I answered."

"However." The man seemed to have remembered something, and stared into her eyes with a smile. "If you have to say it, there really is one."

"Change your hairstyle." Gong Ming stretched out his hand to lift the girl's bangs, and stared into her eyes. "Now you have a pair of beautiful golden eyes, and you don't need to cover them like this anymore."

"Do you want to change your hairstyle?" The corner of the girl's mouth curled up. "It's okay to change it, but I don't plan to change my bangs. I've gotten used to it for so many years. If Mr. Gong Ming wants to insist, I can also keep a pair of ponytails."

"Why do you have double ponytails?" Gong Ming was taken aback.

"Because...it can be used as a steering wheel?"

"...can you stop driving?"

"Kiss me, I'll think about it~"

Author's message:

ps:

Personally, I suggest not to try things like teasing a girl's bangs, especially if that girl often stays up late.

Personal advice from the author of the 5:2AM [-] update

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"Come upstairs."

When Gong Ming returned to his room after sending Rita back after finishing everything, he was a little surprised to find a note lying quietly on his desk with these words written on it.

It was already past four o'clock in the morning, the window of the room was open, the snow outside had stopped, the night wind blew in slightly, and the unfixed end of the sticky note swayed slightly.It looks like a white butterfly lying on the dark brown wooden table, flapping its wings in the wind.

He turned his head and glanced at the calendar next to him. The note was torn from the note pad on his calendar, and the pen was also his. After using it, the pen cap was not capped, and it was blown on the ground by the wind and rumbled from the table. It fell off and rolled to the corner of the wall, and was lying quietly in the shadows at the moment, as if it should have been there in the first place.

From all this it seems that the man who left all this was certainly not a man of good habits of character.It could even be said to be bad, maybe it was written in a calm and unhurried manner, but he didn't even have the habit of putting the pen back in its original place.In daily life, this kind of person is either well served by others or a careless master.From a teacher's point of view, this is a typical problem student.

Fine.

He interrupted his thoughts at this thought.He bent down and picked up the pen.After wiping the cap of the pen and putting it back on the table, he turned and walked out of the room.

Why think so much, isn't that person waiting for him upstairs?

Wouldn't it be good to go up and see?

……

"Squeak" sounded.

Gong Ming pushed open the skylight and climbed onto the roof.His small building has a sloping roof, with bricks and tiles on the top and heating pads on the bottom, so even when going upstairs in this snowy day, there is still a clean and refreshing roof to use.This is what Gong Ming had planned when he designed this small building.

A white figure appeared in front of Gong Ming's eyes. The girl was wearing a white yukata and kimono that Gong Ming had seen just now. Her long white hair was scattered behind her back, and the ends of her hair slightly lifted in the breeze.Sitting on the ridge with legs crossed, looking at the distant skyline, there is an inexplicable sense of tranquility,

"It's you." Gong Ming heaved a sigh of relief after seeing her. "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

If it was anyone else on the roof at this moment it might indicate some new trouble, but if it was Kiyana, it was just old...

However, the white-haired girl just glanced at him, patted the roof next to her, and turned her gaze to the sky again.

It was a pair of golden cross-shaped eyes.

The smile on Gong Ming's face froze.After being silent for a while, he walked along the roof and sat beside the girl.

Neither of them spoke.When Gong Ming sat beside him, the girl quietly leaned towards him, leaned on his body, and stretched out her arms to hug Gong Ming's waist, so that Gong Ming could hug her shoulders.

In fact, given Qiyana's height, it was a bit awkward to do such a gesture with Gong Ming, after all, this girl was already eighteen years old.This kind of action is more suitable for expressing intimacy between father and daughter with a larger height gap. Even with Buonia's height and Gong Ming doing this action will feel a little uncomfortable, but this white-haired girl just did it. .It seems to have been repeated a thousand times.

Gong Ming was silent, his face was gloomy, but he didn't say a word, just patted the girl's shoulder with his right hand, and stared at the sky together with her.

Time passed by second by second in this silence, and the girl's eyes never left the sky for a moment, as if this kind of time flow was meaningless to her.However, her hands holding Gong Ming's waist were tightly clenched, as if she wanted to seize every second of time.

They can feel each other's heartbeat when they are so close.It was as if two hearts were beating in their common chest cavity, and even as time went by, their hearts began to gradually maintain the same frequency.It is as if the two sculptures have merged into one in the wind and rain.

Finally, the light gradually rose from the horizon, and the sky that the two of them were staring at lit up with a fish-belly white.

"I still remember that when you were a newborn, you felt very insecure about human society. You couldn't sleep every night, and you would wake up suddenly in the middle of the night. So I carried you to the roof and waited for the sunrise together. Most of the time you always I fell asleep after waiting, so I didn’t see the sunrise a few times in the last year, but I developed the habit of not being able to fall asleep without me.”

Gong Ming spoke first, with a very light and gentle expression.

"I was really touched by this back then. I felt that you paid attention to me and paid attention to my movements when you were not playing. You were a gentle person." The white-haired girl replied blankly.

"But then I realized that I'm not the only one who suffers from insomnia every night. Before that, more than ten years ago, you also hugged something every night-at first it was your daughter and then that dwarf. You have become accustomed to hugging something. Girls who are about four or five meters in the meter can sleep well. So in fact, every night before I wake up, you have been tossing and turning in there, planning how to get into my quilt. Later, I suspected that I could not sleep during that time Well, is it because there is always someone looking at me like a wolf at night, giving me too much psychological pressure."

"Ahem." Gong Ming coughed twice in embarrassment, trying to change the subject.

"I still remember that you really liked the fish roe rice I made. Every time you went to a seaside city, you would ask me to make a meal for you. Every time you eat half a bowl of rice more than usual."

"But then I realized that only the first meal is a serious caviar meal, and you all fooled me with shrimp roe." The girl continued with a blank expression. "Because fish roe has to be bought at the seafood market and is not easy to preserve, but shrimp roe can be eaten for a long time as long as you buy one bag."

"Ahem." Gong Ming's expression became even more awkward. "I still remember that there was a time when we were very hard-pressed to pay attention to expenses for food and travel, so most of us ate at home during that time and didn't go out to restaurants much."

"That's because Einstein caught you and your Tesla's secret dealings, and she cut off your financial supply in a fit of anger, and it's not convenient to transfer the money from the fate in Shenzhou." The girl still faced Expressionless. "I said, if you molested a girl, can you tell the time, place and occasion clearly, and tell Tesla on the upper public frequency of anti-entropy that Einstein is stingy, and you have a problem with your thinking."

"Hey, hey!" The man was a little annoyed. "Our feelings fell into your eyes all that year, okay?"

"Of course." The girl leaned her head on Gong Ming's shoulder and nodded lightly. "Everything you just said, everything you didn't say, every minute and every second with you, all are very good."

"..." The man fell silent.

The girl didn't speak anymore, but she was still looking at the gradually rising sun in the sky.