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Reluctantly, after Sakuma Shoko returned to the room in a fit of anger, Xiao San started to tidy up the dining table by himself.

Ever since Sakuma Shoko came to Xiaosan's place, Feng Xiaochun seldom appeared in front of Xiaosan. Even if there was anything on weekdays, the girl would contact Xiaosan and ask him to come to her home.

However, due to the infrequent frequency, Xiaosan felt that Shoko Sakuma probably didn't notice anything.

Speaking of which, Xiaosan's relationship with Sakuma Shoko is still somewhat vague now, but the relationship between the two can be said to be somewhat similar to symbiosis.

One left the home, had nothing left, and needed Xiaosan's help, while the other was too boring at home, but didn't want to be too clingy. The indifferent but existing relationship between the two was still This made Xiaosan extremely satisfied.

He doesn't like feelings very much, especially the feeling of being fettered by feelings.

After tidying up the dining table, Xiaosan returned to his room, because he just passed by, he didn't have too many thoughts and thoughts, after washing up, he lay quietly on his bed, and closed his eyes .

hum.

The phone vibrated, and Xiao San lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, pretending he didn't hear it.

Hey.

"..."

There was an unknown fire in his heart, Xiaosan was very annoyed, he hated this kind of text messages that disturbed him when he was about to rest.

After reaching out to pick up the phone beside her bed, she unlocked the screen, and the message of Weihua appeared.

After replying a few sentences, he just made it through, put down the phone, and was just about to take a rest.

Boom boom boom boom boom.

The cell phone rang, as if someone had called, Xiao San had no choice but to connect the phone again, closing his sore eyes, and quietly connected the phone.

It was Yan Ye, writing to Xiaosan before going to bed, to say good night.

"..."

I thought that a few minutes would be too short, and an hour would be too long, so I planned to end the chat in ten minutes, but because of various topics, the chat time was too short, from the expected ten minutes, to a hard time. It dragged on for half an hour.

When he hung up the phone, Xiao San didn't even have the strength to speak, and felt deeply tired physically and mentally.

He started to hate girls.

He just wants to sleep now.

Picking up the phone, his finger landed on the off button beside him, Xiaosan hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes, and pressed it.

When the fluorescence in front of the eyelids disappeared, Xiaosan slowly opened his eyes.

In the dark night, quietly put the phone aside, closed his eyes, and prepared to rest.

However, less than half an hour after he lay down, when his consciousness had just entered sleep, the sound of 'click' sounded, and he suddenly woke up.

'There is no end. '

The sound of footsteps slowly came to his bed, and the sound of rustling came, and a figure quietly got into his bed, hugging him tightly.

"......"

"The night is a bit cold, so use your body to keep warm and go to sleep."

Shoko Sakuma's voice sounded, and Xiaosan's sober consciousness, after hearing the girl's words, felt the warm body behind him, he was silent for a while without answering.

He closed his eyes and rested quietly.

- - - -

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Chapter 11 Open Your Heart

In the autumn of August, the high wind howled furiously, and rolled up the triple thatch on my house.

Looking at the howling wind outside the window, the uncle and nephew being swept up and flying in the air, and other public facilities that are not too heavy that are occasionally seen, Xiaosan still feels parched even if he stays inside the house uneasy feeling.

In the face of natural disasters, no matter how rich a person is, I'm afraid they can't help but feel fearful. Are you anxious about such a situation?

As an ordinary person, even an ordinary person who has experienced reincarnation once, Xiaosan still has no idea in his heart at this moment, he doesn't know how long this typhoon will last and whether he is really safe.

The windows were slapped relentlessly by the heavy rain, and the fine raindrops were accompanied by the howling of the strong wind, making the lights in the entire room alternately bright and dark.

'Any kind of tree branch, or something a little harder, if it hits the window, maybe something will happen, right? '

Frowning his brows, looking at the strong wind in front of him, Xiaosan pursed his lips, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, turned his head to look at Shoko Sakuma who was sitting in the living room, the expression on the other side's face was no different than his Where to go easily.

I guess I can't do anything now, even if I go out, I will probably be blown to nowhere by the howling wind.

It's better to wait in the room with peace of mind.

Fortunately, when the news was broadcast a few days ago, I had already bought a lot of ingredients and cooked food and put them in my refrigerator, and I could use them after I warmed them up casually.

"However, under such strong winds, the wires won't last long, once..."

Just when I had doubts about the infrastructure of this country in my mind, the lights in the whole room were dimmed in an instant, and the room was plunged into darkness. Only there was a faint light outside the window, shining in the room, bringing a trace of darkness. brilliance.

"There's a power outage."

Sighing and expressing his helplessness for the current situation, Xiao San slowly walked from the window to the sofa, looking at Shoko Sakuma who was sitting there with a dazed expression on his face, Xiao San sat beside her.

He is also a little uneasy and needs a little support.

"The news says how long this typhoon will last."

Whispering and wriggling his lips, Shoko Sakuma's bleak eyes flashed a trace of uneasiness, he looked at the man beside him, and asked, since the typhoon passed, whether it was the seventh or the eighth sentence.

For the previous few times, Xiaosan himself had forgotten, but only vaguely remembered that it seemed to be 'you woke up', 'what's for lunch', 'what should I do next'...

"By this time tomorrow, it will be almost fine."

One day, but just this day, I don't know how many things will happen, Xiaosan sat quietly in the room.

As an island country, whether it is a typhoon, an earthquake, or a tsunami, it is not uncommon. Such a situation happens almost every year, but even so, it cannot change people's anxiety about natural disasters.

Almost every time, there will be so few people who meet unfortunate people.

"Worried about your parents? Want to make a phone call?"

The school is on vacation, and those companies should have chosen to rest and let people hide at home. Xiaosan felt that no matter how excessive the company is, it wouldn't let people die in such typhoon weather.

As long as you stay at home, there is basically no great risk. In this weather, no matter how strong the wind is, it is not enough to threaten people's lives... probably .

A hesitant look appeared on his face, biting his lips tightly, Shoko Sakuma was silent for a moment, lowered his head, and glanced at the phone in his hand.

"..."

Looking at the hesitant girl, Xiaosan didn't suggest anything, he didn't need to get involved too much in the other party's affairs.

Taking out the mobile phone in his pocket, Xiaosan dialed the numbers of several girls, not avoiding Shoko Sakuma, calling one by one to inquire.

They basically hid in their own homes without any problems.

Feng Xiaochun did not live here, but lived in her own home with her family, which made Xiao San feel vaguely betrayed in his heart.

"..."

Hanging up the phone, looking at the howling wind outside, he sighed helplessly.

'Buy a few more suites. '

Just as Xiaosan was thinking, the phone rang suddenly in the room, but it was not from Xiaosan, so his eyes could not help falling on Shoko Sakuma.

The other party also seemed a little surprised, looking down at the phone in his hand.

Looking back at Xiaosan, Xiaosan turned his head away, as if he was appreciating the ukiyo-e painting of 'The Great Wave off Kanagawa' hanging in his living room, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face exclamation.

Seeing Xiao San like this, Sakuma Shoko was silent for a moment, connected the phone, and put the phone to his ear.

"How long are you going to fight?"

After a period of silence, a steady male voice slowly came out from the phone, making Sakuma Shoko's expression darken.

The original worry about his parents and relatives disappeared immediately after this sentence, and turned to the indignation not long ago.

"It has nothing to do with you, does it?"

"Is this kind of nonsense so interesting to you?"

"Do you think it's just fooling around?"

"Where are you now?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"I'm not asking you, tell me where you are."

"..."

Shoko Sakuma closed her eyes, took a deep breath, looked at her cell phone, and hung up the phone.

She had had enough of that person's attitude, and had had enough of that oppressive life, she had had enough!

"Don't tell him, are you here with me now?"

At some point, Xiao San, who was admiring the painting, had already walked up to Shoko Sakuma, lying on the back of the sofa, looking at Shoko Sakuma's side face, and asked softly.

"Ask where you are, and then probably drive to pick you up. I'm still worried about your safety, your father."

When speaking, the corners of Xiaosan's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled lightly, and he didn't know what he was laughing at, but there was a gloomy and mocking flash in his eyes.

"He's just worried that he lost a handicraft to show off, worried?"

He shook his head gently, as if he had already despaired of his father.

Xiaosan didn't say anything, the other party's parents might have some problems, otherwise, the girl in front of him wouldn't have acted like that day, and luckily he met her.

"He seems to be calling again, won't you answer?"

The cell phone rang again, Xiao San pointed at Sakuma Shoko's cell phone, and asked softly.

The girl was silent for a moment without answering.

Directly refusing to answer the phone call from her parents, Xiao San slowly got up from the sofa, walked towards the kitchen counter, and began to think about preparing lunch.

"Is there anything you want to eat? Although there are not many ingredients."

"Do you have hamburger meat?"

"Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

"Don't you like chubby girls?"

Withdrawing his gaze and hearing the girl's rhetorical question, Xiaosan was not very good at expressing his opinion, so he quietly started to prepare lunch.

Originally, Shoko Sakuma was supposed to prepare the lunch, but because it was too boring, Xiao San had nothing to do, so he started to prepare it himself.

After lunch, neither Xiaosan nor Shoko Sakuma went to wash the dishes.

The girl originally wanted to clean it, but was stopped by Xiaosan, thinking that in such a situation, even if it was cleaned, it would not make much sense.

Keep it for the time being, and when the typhoon stops, there will be no problem.

The two sat quietly in the living room, not knowing what to do for a while.

Suddenly thought of something, Xiaosan slowly turned his head to look at Sakuma Shoko who was wearing a maid outfit, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Can you play chess?"

"Ok?"

......

"Will."

Looking at the completely lost situation in front of him, Xiaosan felt a little helpless, originally thought that the opponent's level should be good, but not very good, but the result...

Gently spread out his hands, in front of his body.

"Forget it, this game is meaningless, let's just leave it at that. Are there any other games?"

"do not know."

Shoko Sakuma, who has only lived here for a few days, how would he know what other games can be played at Xiaosan's place? Looking at Xiaosan calmly, Xiaosan quickly felt the meaning in her gaze.

Put away the chess horse and chessboard in front of him, gather them all together, and after storing them neatly, put them casually on the corner of the table aside.

Not long after noon, the power supply was cut off again, and perhaps the calls would not continue until evening.