I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

"Have you thought about it?"

The marionette suddenly appeared beside Hirose Sisi, and then floated into a seat on Hirose Sisi's lap.

"It was an accident. I thought you were afraid of death and would definitely tell someone where you were going."

Hirose looked straight ahead without squinting, pushed the wheels of the wheel forward, and then stopped at the intersection.

- She had to take a taxi, so she couldn't get on the tram and get in and out of the tram station on her own.

Glancing at the marionette, Hirose Sisi raised her hand to stop a taxi.

.......

The attitude of the taxi driver was terrible - as expected by Hirose Isis.

She likes to keep an eye on the outside world, and of course she knows what's wrong with the news channel's unprofessional hosts and surging crime rate.

With the negative thought of "this may be the last time I go out", Hirose Sisi generously proposed that she would give the taxi driver a considerable tip, and then successfully obtained the "friendly help" of the driver.

Arrive at the hotel and check in at noon.

Probably because she didn't think about the future, Hirose Sushi called the hotel's room service after paying for the room, and had a serious lunch.

Next, she has to go out and find a good target.

With this thought in mind, Hirose Sisi pushed the wheelchair and left the room.

She walked around upstairs and downstairs, pretending to pay attention to any guest who swiped the card to enter the door or anyone who took the door to leave, and quietly and silently selected the pair of those she liked that did not exist or not. leg.

Again--

Since you have already grabbed it, then simply grab a pair of legs that are pleasing to the eye.

Walking posture is very important, maybe the footsteps have to be light enough.

Two hours passed, and Hirose Sisi still had no satisfactory results.

But she was not discouraged, she just pushed the wheelchair out of the elevator and went to her room.

"Crack."

The resident next door opened the door.

The first thing Hirose Sisi noticed was not the people in the room, but the people waiting outside the room.

It was an exotic man, about 190 centimeters in size.

The man has a pair of green eyes, looks like a model on the cover of a fashion magazine, as melancholy and sentimental, he glanced at Hirose Sisi while waiting for the door to open.

There was a fleeting scrutiny in his eyes, and after meeting Hirose Sisi, he nodded with a smile on his face.

Immediately afterwards, the man immediately looked away, lifted the paper bag in his hand and smiled: "Xiao Qingye, I brought you a black forest cake~"

There was intimacy in the man's voice, perhaps because the people in the room were in a bad mood, and there was even a hint of frivolity to please.

Hirose Sisi was a little curious about what the person inside looked like, in order to be stared at by such a pair of eyes.

So, Hirose Sisi quickened her movements and glanced in before the door closed.

- She only saw a back.

She is a woman who looks very petite compared to men, and her stature is thin.The legs in the sports shorts were white and straight, and when the footsteps fell steadily on the ground, the legs outlined symmetrical and beautiful muscle lines.

"Mr. Fernando, don't you have anything else to do?"

——These were the last words Hirose Sisi heard before the door closed.

Small green leaves.

Fernando.

Hirose Sisi lowered her head and glanced at her legs, then pushed her wheelchair away.

She thought she had found the legs she liked.

"Of course I have nothing else to do."

Fernando responded as a matter of course, put down the paper bag containing the cake lightly, and then unhurriedly took out a portable coffee machine and a bag of coffee beans from the luggage.

"I don't have any work for this trip to Sendai, I just want to chat with Xiao Qingye. As for the next work..."

Fernando patiently held the handle of the grinder, and shrugged his shoulders with a smile while grinding coffee beans. He even showed an aggrieved look: "Isn't Aoba welcome me?"

Aoba Tong heard the words and laughed dryly, and went back to the quilt.

"I thought you came back suddenly because you had a job."

"Come and see Aoba is of course important work." Fernando responded quickly, looking up and asking, "Is the deadline for the draft coming soon?"

"Why do you bring this up again?" Aoba Tong frowned unhappily: "Didn't I say I don't want to paint? Teacher Ji Liang has never called to remind me, I guess I don't have expectations for me, so I said... .I'm not fit to be a cartoonist."

Fernando turned around outside at noon. Compared with the various "changes" outside, Aoba Tong was thankful for only this level - how should I put it... Maybe it's because Aoba Tong is a lot of things. The reason for the lightness?

do not know.

Fernando pouted, ready to change the subject.

It was hard for him.