I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Since the sender was Yoshikage Kira, on April [-], Lilith thought deeply that this was definitely not a vent to vent her anger, but she was seriously asking her if she didn't want to live anymore.

but......

"If only Kira was here~"

On April [-], Lilith said with a smile, "It would be nice to have Kira in the video too~"

Azusa Sasaki laughed, "Maybe next year."

"It's hard to say~ Brother Ji Liang is like a little baby... he fell asleep at 11 o'clock in the evening~" Asakura Teru vowed: "Unless we tie him out of the house."

"Stop dreaming!"

Chapter 013 Self-Throwing Net (2/4)

On the first day of the new year, everyone wants to be with the person they love the most.

Including the yellow-haired boy.

The yellow-haired boy named Tachibana Bowen was an ordinary boy—ah, maybe saying ordinary would be an insult to the word “ordinary”—he had no friends, because he was spoiled and violent enough.

He was in a car accident two days ago, and it's all his mother's fault!

Why can there be a car accident on such a flat road?Simply useless!

Fortunately, he was not seriously injured, but the hospitalization made him very irritable-I heard that a child died in the public toilet of this hospital not long ago, bad luck!

Every day in the hospital puts him on the brink of an outbreak.

This kind of patience finally became unbearable on the first day of the new year.

He got up from the hospital bed, grabbed the backpack on the side and found a prosthetic eye in the palm of his hand, then slowly got out of bed.

On the first day of the new year, even the nurses on duty were slack.

Tachibana Bowen quickly slipped out of the hospital.

His hospital gown was wrapped in a down jacket, and gauze was attached to his right eye—he was injured in a car accident.

But okay...

The nasty-looking doctor said he'd be fine - just fine, it doesn't matter where it hurts, as long as the eyes are fine!

Orange Bowen stood by the road and raised his hand to stop a taxi.

——On the first day of the new year, he also wants to go to the person he loves the most.

The taxi speeded through the deserted streets and arrived at its destination in no time.

Tachibana Bowen was impatient, hurriedly dropped the car money and ran into the apartment building in front of him.

The address was engraved on almost every bone of his, and he could get there even with his eyes closed.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door of the apartment, Tachibana Bowen stood nervously at the door.

The apartment door was quickly opened.

The woman stood in the room wrapped in a bathrobe, raising her eyebrows at Tachibana Bowen.

Glancing at Orange Bowen's right eye, which was stuck to the gauze, the woman frowned slightly, showing an unhappy look.

But Tachibana Bowen didn't notice this, he just showed a simple smile that would have shocked his mother if he saw it: "Happy New Year!"

"come in."

The woman restrained the unpleasantness in her eyes, turned around and entered the door: "What to drink?"

"Um...is there a Coke?"

The woman's hand to open the refrigerator paused for a moment, and gloom flashed in her already unpleasant eyes.

After a long silence, she said, "Yes."

Tachibana Bowen sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the small ornaments in the living room, his eyes always filled with satisfaction - he thought, he must like this woman to be so happy.

pity...

Tachibana Bowen turned to look at the woman in the kitchen - unfortunately, they seem to be a little bit older.

"No, Coke." The woman smiled and handed the Coke to him: "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Orange Bowen stared at the Coke in his hand and shook his head.

Innumerable bubbles rose from the Coke in the glass, one by one rushed up and then exploded - just like his current mood!

He took a sip from the cup and asked with a smile, "Can I live here today?"

"Of course." The woman responded almost the next second, turned and walked to the bedroom: "I'll get you a quilt."

She came to her room, opened the closet and looked up at the quilt tucked on top of the closet, frowning in confusion.

If you take it out...you have to take it back, it's too... troublesome.

She looked down at the time and closed the closet again.

When she went out, she passed the shelf at the door of the room, and she picked up the scalpel on it.

——Tachibana Bowen on the sofa fell asleep.