Love Comes After Learning

Asada sighed, pretending not to notice, and looked calm as usual.

But he covered his face and began to roll in his heart.

(Born with your smile? Born with your smile? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I was a junior high school student in an art class four months ago?! Who would choose such a name in front of a girl!)

(You want to pick her up? You definitely want to seduce her, right?!)

(It’s okay to suddenly improve your painting skills, and give the paintings to others as souvenirs. How can you seduce girls so well at such a young age? You bastard! It makes people frame the paintings and look at them every day. This is something to think about People’s minds are all revealed!)

On the surface, he is as stable as an old dog, but in fact he panics a lot.

"Shame and joy" - although this description is not very manly, it perfectly describes the state of mind that Asada dare not face at the moment, and can only maintain a good state of mind by crazily complaining about himself.

He really didn't expect that the paintings that he gave away at the beginning would be preserved so solemnly until now, it is impossible to say that he is not happy.

But now, with so many people watching in the room, he could only look around nonchalantly, while pulling his collar to fan the wind.

"It's a bit hot..."

Asada's face was not red, but if anyone touched his hand at this time, he would find that his body temperature was abnormally high, almost like Sanjiu who had a fever on the bed.

"After all, you can't blow air-conditioning. Even if you open the windows to keep ventilation, the current weather is enough to turn the room into a heater." Wuyue answered his words, putting Asada's bag on the desk and chair, and then Bring him a cup of tea.

"Please use it. I didn't expect Asada-kun to arrive so soon."

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Asada always feels that she smiles meaningfully.

"When I received the message, I only set off for one stop, and it didn't take long."

The moment he took the teacup, his eyes sharpened suddenly, his lips came close to her ear, and he spoke in a low voice.

"As for your improper use of all kinds of rumors and information, I will find time to 'repay' you well... Heh heh."

The standard villain's three-segment sneer, under the control of Asada's voice, the criminal atmosphere perfectly increased, full of malicious feelings.

Seeing his evil smile so close at hand, Wu Yue couldn't help but leaned back, as if thinking of some kind of picture, two blushes suddenly appeared on her cheeks, she bit her lips, and shouted in embarrassment.

"Asa, Asada-kun, what are you trying to do to me! That kind of thing...that kind of thing can't be punished..."

The words behind were too soft to be heard, Asada frowned slightly, and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly moved down.

He rubbed between his brows, his smirk smoothly turned into speechlessness.

"...I just want to ask, what are you doing covering your chest?"

Wu Yue was startled, put her hands behind her back in a panic, her gaze wandered around, and even the base of her fair ears turned red.

"Subconscious reaction... who made Asada-kun say something so easily misunderstood!"

Asada rolled her eyes: "But I just want to say, I will ask Sister Yangcai to increase your daily homework..."

Wuyue frowned, put her hands on the floor, raised a pair of meat buns, and shouted with little confidence.

"I, I think so too! I didn't think anything strange, please don't get me wrong!"

Sanjiu lay on the bed, and said a word without any ups and downs in her voice.

"Men Sao May."

Yihua pulled off the mask to let out a breath, and smiled.

"Hmph~ Wuyue is such a pervert~"

Clover hesitated for a moment, then flashed a refreshing smile at her, and raised a thumb.

"Mayue, you've reached your age, it's normal to think so! Don't mind!"

May immediately protested with teary eyes.

"That's not the case! And aren't we all the same age!"

"a ha ha ha……"

Yotsuba quietly glanced at Asada, scratched her reddish face, her smile became a little guilty.

In the end, Wu Yue left the room with a puffy face, saying that there were too many people here, and he couldn't help anyway, so he went back to study directly.

"Did I say something wrong again..."

Asada shook his head and sighed with a complicated expression.

"You are not wrong. When the persecution of May is the majority, our behavior is the so-called correct...If you want to blame, blame this twisted world."

"Asada-san, can you be more simple and understandable when you comfort someone next time..."

Asada turned a deaf ear and walked to Sanjiu's bed.

"Ah, Shinichi-kun, do you want to wipe Sanjiu's sweat?"

Yihua stepped aside, held the towel in both hands and handed it over, her pair of big eyes were full of sincerity.

"We will leave the room, about thirty minutes... No, come back in an hour, please help Sanjiu wipe off all the sweat on his body carefully, or you will catch a cold."

It seemed that the cold made her temperament softer, Sanjiu blushed and hid under the quilt, she didn't refute, and she didn't go straight to the flowers like before.

Asada glanced at him contemptuously.

"Such obvious fishing, do you think I will be fooled?"

Yihua Zaozhao smiled like this, without the embarrassment of being exposed, and stood up with a towel and a basin beside her.

"After all, it's Shinichi-kun, a man as stubborn as a stone in a latrine."

The corner of Asada's mouth twitched slightly: "Are you complimenting or complaining..."

"I'm just kidding~ I've wiped off my sweat a long time ago. Let's go down and change the basin of water. You should talk to Sanjiu first." Yihua smiled a little strangely, his eyes wandered between the two of them, and he said meaningfully, "We'll be up any minute, so..."

Sanjiu finally poked her head out from under the quilt, and stared at her with a puffy face.

Yihua shrugged in surrender.

"Don't talk, don't talk~ Yotsuba, let's go."

"Hey..." Clover was confused about her reaction, so she held her hand and walked out the door.

Click.

After the door closed, only the two of them were left in Sanjiu's room.

"..."

Silence is the most common opening scene when two people are alone.

Asada looked at her on the bed, her soft and smooth hair was spread out on the pillow, without the restraint of earphones, coupled with her rosy and weak face, she felt inexplicably sickly beautiful.

The faint blue eyes seemed to be filled with moisture, and when they met his gaze, the eyeballs trembled a little nervously, and under the cover of the mask, the lips that had lost a little blood were slightly pursed.

"……do not look.

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Like a shy hedgehog, the quilt was slowly pulled up, covering half of the girl's face, only revealing a pair of soft big eyes.

"Nothing bad, right?" After the silence was broken, Asada also smiled easily, trying not to make the atmosphere weird.

"When I was sick, my mother would have sent hundreds of people over to watch me sleep."

Those big eyes blinked, as if they could speak.

"why?"

"She said fear makes people stronger. I was very scared when I was a kid."

"..."

Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, and then a soft and waxy laughter like a pumpkin pie came out immediately.

"is that a lie?"

"Half and half." Asada twitched the corners of her mouth in a somewhat complicated manner, saying that hundreds of people are fake, and that it is true that fear can make people stronger... Those terrible memories of the past shrouded in the shadow of her mother are really unbearable to recall.

So I changed the subject.

"You should take good care of your illness today, you can go to the aquarium anytime, don't force yourself."

"En." Sanjiu nodded obediently.

"..."

The topic was interrupted like this.

They looked at each other, the thread of silence filled the air between the two of them, facing each other and hooking the heartstrings, only the two of them were alone in the girl's boudoir, gradually spreading the warming ambiguity.

Sanjiu's toes under the bunk subconsciously curled up and fought with each other, a thin layer of sweat dripped from her rosy skin, her heart beat a little faster, and her fever seemed to get worse.

But her gaze didn't move away from him, she just watched quietly like this, and then slowly settled down.

"what……"

As if unable to bear the expectant gaze, Asada turned his eyes away first, scratched his neck and wanted to say something.

His eyes turned to the painting on the wall again, his face felt hot for no reason, and he became agitated in a rare way, like a big boy facing his first love.

He couldn't find a word for a long time, so he simply stood up, put on his bag, coughed twice, and said to her.

"Then I'll go first, take care of yourself. Call me when you feel better."

The willow-like eyebrows slightly raised, Sanjiu said in a daze.

"Just... just go back like this?"

"Otherwise?" Asada tilted his head in doubt, frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly said.

"Appropriate amount of warm water, keep the room ventilated, don't make yourself sweat deliberately, supplement nutrition with lean meat porridge, fish porridge, etc., and rest more."

Sanjiu frowned, she had an annoying premonition, but she still asked.

"……This is?"

Asada raised a finger, and as she expected, she explained clearly.

"In fact, drinking more hot water is not helpful for catching a cold. A light diet can easily make the body lack of nutrients to maintain functions. Excessive sweating is even more unhelpful. Patients should pay attention to keeping warm while speeding up heat dissipation from the body surface and wiping the body in time. Dry your sweat, change your clothes regularly..."

Chirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

These things, needless to say, Sanjiu also knows.

At Linjian School, as a medical and safety cadre, she had learned all kinds of medical knowledge, including how to deal with colds.