Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

And Sagiri stayed with him for a while, Xiaosan remembered his mobile phone, and asked Sagiri to go to his apartment to get it for himself.

Although the fever has subsided, according to the doctor's suggestion, it seems that it is best to stay in the hospital for another three days to observe. Xiaosan, who is not short of this money, naturally has no objection.

Lying in the ward, Xiaosan's mind was blank, his fragmented brain, after returning to normal work, he didn't know what to think.

Just like a formatted computer.

On the other side, Sagiri came to Xiaosan's apartment, followed Xiaosan's request to find Xiaosan's mobile phone, said it was under his pillow, entered the apartment without wandering around, went straight to the bedroom, and found the phone The phone under the pillow.

After turning it on, I saw the little battery left and the pile of missed calls.

There is no password on the phone, and you can see the content on the phone by clicking on it. Sagiri was a little hesitant, but her curiosity drove her, and she couldn't help clicking on those missed calls and those names... ..

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It's too good, I'm embarrassed not to add more, woo woo woo, I'm moved to tears

The collection broke 2w for the first time, woo woo woo, the first cute master in life

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Chapter 23. マジやばくね【Unfortunately】

In the quiet bedroom, the curtains were drawn tightly, and there was not much sunlight in the gloomy sky, so that it was almost impossible to see anything clearly without turning on the lights in the room.

Maybe it's because young people's eyesight is better than those adults who have lost hope and dreams in society, but Sagiri can easily find Xiaosan's mobile phone in this dark bedroom.

I don't understand why Xiaosan has arranged his bedroom so darkly. Sagiri, who has already held the mobile phone and the charging cable in her hand, can leave here now, go directly to the hospital, hand over the things in her hand to Xiaosan, and finish the work. The other party's request, and then continue to sit aside stupidly, looking at that familiar face, monopolizing him until his body fully recovers, then leave the hospital, and meet again after a while like before.

The silver-haired girl lowered her face, and her long silver-white hair tied with a pink headband naturally fell beside her white and tender side face. Looking at the mobile phone in her hand, a trace of struggle flashed in Sagiri's eyes... ..

Sitting alone on the hospital bed, his frail body was leaning against the edge of the bed, and he was wearing a thick coat, which belonged to gauze.

Although it is a lady's coat, at this moment Xiaosan has no choice but to put forward the request of his man's attention and ask someone to change the coat behind him into a normal male coat. There is no one in the ward, so he himself is really It's not easy to speak, and I will trouble Shayi to do something for herself.

He has a close relationship with Sha Yi, but it doesn't make him take it for granted to make all willful demands on Sha Yi.

Xiaosan who can't pass the test in his heart, unless one day he can face Sha Yi calmly, maybe he will be able to speak naturally and let the other party meet his request.

Can he do it?

That day is estimated to be very far away, and it may also be the other shore that will never be reached.

I don't want to admit it, I don't want to face it.

He is very clear in his heart, but he has always acted like a girl who is in love with a brain, pretentious, and to put it bluntly, he wants everything, and he doesn't want to disappoint anyone, but he can't afford it.

His past life experience, like a flexible excuse, made him justify himself in his heart from time to time.

It is very simple to make a choice, all he needs is to be ruthless.

But can he do it?

Is he willing to do this?

After a serious illness, the unexpected high fever burned Xiaosan's previous hesitation into ashes, and he had to start to face up to his past actions and the future he was about to face.

No matter how patient Fujiwara Chika is, her parents and other people in her family will not look at her daughter/sister/sister, who has been hanging by a man who has no commitment, wasting her precious youth. One point Xiaosan knew very well from the bottom of his heart.

Time is not that urgent, but it is not to the extent that Xiaosan can be squandered endlessly.

'I'm not interested in her at all, it's just that she keeps pestering me. '

This is not a human speech at all, Xiaosan does not think that he can say such shameless words, and even if such words are spoken, they are just purely angering relatives who care about 'her', the answer he got It's probably—"Then leave her side for me. 'That's the answer.

He who has been running away, one day he can no longer run away, his legs are broken, and he is on the edge of the steep cliff, questioning how to choose.

"Everyone lives happily together. How could such a happy end happen in reality."

Xiaosan, who usually takes "doing what is within his means" as his standard of conduct, now clearly realizes how out of control he is when it comes to feelings.

Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Xiaosan was immersed in his own introspection. When he was thinking deeply, the sound of light footsteps sounded from outside the ward, which gradually pulled Xiaosan's thoughts back, and turned his head to look at the door of the ward.

The door was opened, and what appeared in front of Xiaosan was Sagiri who had gone and returned.

The other party came to the ward without saying a word, put the mobile phone beside Xiaosan's bed, walked to the chair beside him, and sat down.

"I'm sorry, Sagiri."

"Humph."

With a weak snort, Sagiri's reaction seemed a bit strange, Xiaosan couldn't help but look sideways at the mobile phone beside him, thought about it, and reached out to turn on the mobile phone.

It's full of missed calls.

Turning his gaze to Sagiri at the side again, Xiao San took a deep breath, and then carefully looked through An Xie's missed calls.

Chika Fujiwara had the most calls, and the number of calls from the rest of them was about the same.

Whether Sagiri has seen it or not is not important to Xiaosan at this moment. Looking at these calls, Xiaosan closed his eyes, feeling a little unavoidable in his heart.

If there was no Sagiri, how many people on the phone would have noticed something was wrong, and how many people would have been able to spot him the fastest?

Everything is his own fault.

Xiaosan, who knew everything in his heart, showed a relieved expression and looked away a lot.