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After Hequan Qinhai finished speaking, she rubbed her little stomach that smelled the fragrance, and started urging her to eat quickly.

"After all, you just woke up not long ago. If you come back after breakfast, will you still have the stomach to continue eating tempura?" Yanren Jixiang asked.

"Of course!"

Hequan Qinhai nodded with confidence, she has always been confident in her appetite.

Lingren Jixiang looked at Izumi Qinhai who was very confident in his appetite, as if recalling a past event, she calmed down, with soft and deep eyes, looking at Qinhai quietly, the emotions hidden in her eyes became more complicated.

Izumi Kotokai, who was preparing to eat with chopsticks, didn't notice the gaze of Yanren Jixiang at the moment, but before he was about to put his hands together and say "I'm going to start", he felt the gaze of Yanren Jixiang looking at her.

Hequan Qinhai tilted his little head in doubt, a little puzzled, why does Lingren Jixiang often look at her in a daze today?

Is it because I am so cute, so looking at my cheeks in a daze is also a kind of enjoyment... Hequan Qinhai thought in his heart.

I thought narcissistically in my heart, but because I am in a restaurant now, in order not to arouse the surprise of the people around me, Hequan Qinhai still asked normally:

"Is there something dirty on my face?"

While Hequan Qinhai was talking, he poked her pretty face with her finger, as cute as she wanted.

Hearing Hequan Qinhai's words, Lingren Jixiang came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his somewhat obvious gaze just now, and said:

"I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something suddenly, and I happened to be looking at you when I was thinking about something."

"It's alright~"

Hequan Qinhai waved his hand indifferently, and didn't take it seriously.

Then, with palms together, he said a reverent sentence to the meal:

"I'm going to start!"

After finishing speaking, I couldn't wait to pick up the fried shrimp tempura, dipped it in the tempura's standard sauce, and took a big bite. The delicious shrimp meat was wrapped in a thin and transparent batter, with a slightly silky texture. The silky sweet sauce, what you eat is not only tempura, but also a sense of happiness and satisfaction.

“Yummy~”

Hequan Qinhai's face was bulging, and there was a happy smile on his face.

Whether it's high-end cuisine or simple tea and light meals, Hequan Qinhai can eat happily.

Perhaps it was because when she was a baby, she was packed in a cardboard box by her birth parents who didn’t know her name, and was abandoned in a park. She was almost frozen to death and starved to death.It made Hequan Qinhai subconsciously have an insatiable desire for food, as if there was a voice in her ear that kept saying:

'Eat a little more, eat a little more, I would rather be stuffed to death than starve to death. '

Lingren Jixiang ate in small mouthfuls. She didn't eat most of the time, but watched Qin Hai's happy appearance while eating.

Obviously just having an ordinary lunch, the expression on Qin Hai's face seems to be doing the happiest thing in the world!

Perhaps, for Izumi Qinhai, eating is one of the happiest things in the world.

It wasn't until Hequan Qinhai finished eating that Lingren Jixiang spoke again:

"Watching you eat is a kind of enjoyment."

"Huh? Why?" Hequan Qinhai, who was wiping his mouth with a wet towel, asked in confusion.

"Because the way you eat, you look very happy. Even just looking at it will make people feel healed. I didn't understand why there are so many eating and broadcasting on the Internet? Watching other people eat on the screen, isn't it? What's the point? Now, I understand."

Yanren Jixiang said with a smile.

Every time Yanren Jixiang speaks in this tone similar to the old people feeling young, Izumi Kotokai will take it as a joke of Yanren Jixiang. After all, Yanren Jixiang is only in his 20s and has not yet reached the stage of emotion. Young people and the age of the Internet.

However, no matter what, Izumi Qinhai felt very happy after being praised, and smiled:

"Maybe it's because I'm cute~"

"It's a fact that you look cute." Ayana Jixiang said lightly.

"what……"

Hequan Qinhai's cheeks became a little hot in an instant, and it was strange to say that Lingren Jixiang's words did not have any gorgeous words, but a simple sentence, but it hit Hequan Qinhai's head straight like an arrow. In the deepest part of his heart, Qin Hai blushed, and shyness filled his heart.

"I didn't expect you to be so shy so easily?"

Yanren Jixiang saw at a glance that Hequan Qinhai was shy, and asked with a smile, with a hint of ridicule.

"No!" Hequan Qinhai retorted with a blushing face.

Lingren Jixiang smiled slightly, stood up, and reached out to Hequan Qinhai:

"Let's go, go to my house, do you need to hold my hand? Otherwise, I'm afraid that you will keep your head down when you walk because of your shyness, and you will bump into the electric pole on the side of the road if you are not careful."

"I'm not going to bump into a utility pole... No, I'm not shy!"

The blushing on Hequan Qinhai's cute and pretty face became more obvious, picked up the bag, stood up abruptly, and refused to be held by Yanren Jixiang.

In order to show that he was really not shy, Hequan Qinhai walked towards the outside of the store on his own.

Looking at Hequan Qinhai's twisted and twisted water snake waist when he left, Lingren Jixiang couldn't help thinking in her heart, whether it was blushing that made Qinhai's pretty face cuter; more charming?

It's just that before Yanren Jixiang figured it out.

boom!

Does it sound good?

What sounds good is a good head!

With a muffled sound, Hequan Qinhai's little head just hit the door frame of the store.

"puff--"

Although he said earlier that he was worried that Qin Hai would accidentally bump into a telephone pole because of his shyness, in the final analysis it was just a joke for ridicule.

But now, seeing that Hequan Qinhai had accidentally bumped into the door frame, Lingren Jixiang still couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.Then he hurried forward, with a bit of helplessness, and asked with a bit of a smile:

"Are you okay?"

"Well...you can hit it if you have the ability." Hequan Qinhai said pitifully, covering his forehead.

Yanren Jixiang stretched out her hand again, smiled and said:

"You said you weren't shy? No, you hit the door frame with a slam? The sound just now almost made people think that the back kitchen exploded? Don't pretend to be strong, let me take your hand and go. "

"I told you I'm not shy!" Hequan Qinhai was still so stubborn.

"But you hit the door frame."

"Bumping into the door frame is hitting the door frame. What you said just now is hitting the electric pole, so I'm not shy now!" Hequan Qinhai said confidently.

After finishing speaking, Hequan Qinhai opened the store door cautiously, and then closed it after Lingren Jixiang came out, and asked:

"Where do I go to get to your house?"

"Go left, don't you need me to hold you?"

"I said I don't need it, don't underestimate me, because I walked into a telephone pole because of shyness, do you really think I'm a kid who hasn't graduated from kindergarten yet?"

Hequan Qinhai muttered something, then started to walk forward.

"In my eyes, you are indeed a kid who hasn't graduated from kindergarten..."

Lingren Jixiang looked at Izumi Qinhai's back, and whispered in a voice that only she could hear.

boom!

Suddenly, there was another muffled sound.

Hequan Qinhai's little head just hit the shop door, then turned around and hit the electric pole on the side of the road.

Yanren Jixiang sighed with a smile, shook his head, then walked up quickly and asked:

"Don't you really need me to hold your hand?"

Hequan Qinhai said weakly:

"Just, just this time, but let me say it first. I asked you to hold my hand just because I suddenly felt cold and wanted you to warm it up. It's definitely not..."

Hequan Qinhai's voice became softer the further he spoke.

"Okay~ Don't worry, it will definitely keep you warm."

Lingren Jixiang held Hequan Qinhai's little hand, and a smile seemed to never fade away from the corner of her mouth.

Volume 2 Red Geraniums in Neverwinter Snow Season: Chapter 1218 Three Keys

"When will the cherry blossoms bloom? When will they bloom in the mountain village? When will the cherry blossoms be fragrant? When the laughing seven-year-olds play. When will the cherry blossoms float? When the seven-year-olds sing In sleep. Cherry blossoms, when will they die? When dead seven-year-olds ascend to heaven."

Holding Hequan Qinhai's little hand, Lingren Jixiang seemed much happier, humming a nursery rhyme.

Hequan Qinhai listened quietly, feeling a strange feeling in her heart. She obviously didn't know the name of this nursery rhyme, and she had never sung or heard it in her memory.But now I don't know why, when I listen to Yanren Jixiang singing, I feel very familiar with this nursery rhyme?

It's as if many years ago, when she was in a village, there was also a girl who often sang this nursery rhyme in her ear...

Hequan Qinhai shook his head, trying to dispel this strange feeling from his mind, but instead of dispelling it, the memory of the lyrics of this nursery rhyme became deeper invisibly.

A picture between clear and hazy also appeared in my mind——

Wearing a kimono, young Izumi Kotokai met a girl about her age in a village.There is no TV or Internet in that village, and even the interior style is old Japanese style.Being in this village is like going back in time to the Showa era.

Qin Hai was a little confused for a while, whether the whole village still retains the appearance of the Showa era?Or, when she met that girl in this village, it was the Showa era?

The girl was always wearing an off-white kimono, singing nursery rhymes, and whenever she hummed a song, cherry blossoms that were as pink as the girl's hair were always dancing in the air, gorgeous and poignant.

The picture in my mind exists between clarity and haze. Hequan Qinhai can clearly see the cherry blossoms dancing in mid-air, and clearly hear the song sung by the pink-haired girl; but the face of the pink-haired girl is It was so blurry, like a crayon drawing cut by a knife edge.

"Qinhai, Qinhai? Qinhai?"

Lingren Jixiang's call made Izumi Qinhai's sense of going away just now, and suddenly returned.

Hequan Qinhai raised his head and met Yanren Jixiang's concerned and complicated eyes, Yanren Jixiang asked:

"Are you okay?"

Different from the previous question with a few jokes, Yanren Jixiang's question at this moment contained all the meaning of concern, without the slightest impurity.

"No, it's fine..."

Hequan Qinhai shook her head, her face was a little dazed, as if waking up from a big dream, she rubbed her face, and asked uncertainly:

"What happened to me just now?"

Hearing Qin Hai's words, Lingren Jixiang became more concerned and worried all of a sudden, whether it was on his face or in his heart.

"It's already downstairs at my house. I just wanted you to remember the location. I thought that when you come to me next time, you can come here directly, but when you lower your head, you can see that your eyes are empty and scary. There is also a familiar expression on his face... Ahem, I don't know how to describe the sadness."