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Her gaze gradually dropped, looking at the white coffee cup in front of her, the girl stretched out her white and delicate hands, gently held the coffee cup, and then lightly touched the cup with her slightly curled fingertips. Scratch lightly.

In the girl's eyes, it showed her incomprehension of Okumuragawa's reaction and behavior.

"Even Qiuyue-jun was recommended to me by my uncle...Of course, I have really liked reading Qiuyue-jun's works since a long time ago, whether it is "The Fallen Realm" or the one that represents people's hearts. The Seven Deadly Sins series."

"It's okay, I don't really care much about these."

He waved his hand to signal Haru Okumura not to be nervous. Xiao San was a little surprised by what the girl said. He never thought that the meeting with Haru Okumura in the first place would be facilitated by him alone.

I can't figure out what the other party's purpose is, why recommend him to Haru Okumura, let him and Haru Okumura get acquainted, what good does the other party do with such behavior.

Doubt and incomprehension lingered in Xiaosan's heart.

"Actually, if there is no uncle, not only the company's problems, but also the relatives' problems will be quite troublesome. Fortunately, with the uncle's help, the relatives did not make trouble."

"That's it."

As if hearing something not very interesting, Xiao San slightly lowered his head and nodded.

Although it is clear that not everyone has the kind of relatives who are willing to help, but those relatives who take advantage of the fire can be seen everywhere, and they can help Okumura Haru to block those relatives. Xiaosan feels that Okumura's character can be improved a bit. evaluated.

Sitting in the refreshing coffee shop, the two chatted a lot, but apart from those questions about Haru Okumura at the beginning, most of the content later revolved around the Okumura Kawa they knew.

In some old memories, the two of them also found out about Okumuragawa, and then exchanged the image of Okumuragawa in their respective memories with a chuckle.

The passage of time also suddenly became unaware.

When they came back to their senses, it had been a long time, and the two of them felt a little tired. Haru Okumura, who was excited, gradually calmed down, and smiled apologetically a little shyly.

"Sorry, I said so much at once."

"Nothing, about the past of editor Okumura, I also learned a lot at once, very interesting story."

"That's right, as long as Qiuyue-kun doesn't mind."

"of course not."

After chatting a lot, the two ended the conversation. Haru Okumura still had a lot of things to deal with, so he didn't stay in the coffee shop too much. After talking about Okumuragawa, he just sat down for a while , and left the coffee shop alone.

The remaining Xiaosan looked at the seat where Haru Okumura was sitting just now, and smiled slightly.

"What the hell is it....It has nothing to do with me, just treat it as an unreliable backup."

Slowly stood up, paid for the coffee, and left the coffee shop.

In the evening, Xiaosan returned to his apartment, was sitting in the living room, digesting the food he had eaten in the restaurant outside, when the doorbell suddenly rang, making Xiaosan involuntarily shift his gaze, and looked in the direction of the door.

The heavy feeling in his lower abdomen made him not really want to get up and open the door.

Sighed.

He got up and went to the door, but unexpectedly saw that familiar face.

"Just open the door and come in by yourself. I haven't deleted your fingerprints yet."

"Although I haven't deleted it, I still want to say hello in advance, otherwise I saw a not-so-good scene, and I'm afraid it's not suitable for you or me, Mr. Qiuyue."

Shaking his head, Xiaosan turned his head and walked towards the living room.

Not long after he returned to the living room, the door opened quietly, and the familiar figure appeared in Xiaosan's field of vision, without Gui Xin's figure, she came here alone.

"If you don't come here during the day, come to me at this time, what's the matter?"

"My heart is that she is at home, although my mother still doesn't come home very often."

"yes."

Xiao San's expression didn't change much, he just quietly looked at the pretty girl standing in his living room, he hadn't seen or contacted her for a long time, so Xiao San didn't know how to get along with her.

"Speaking of which, I haven't stayed here a few times. Gui Xin has lived here longer than me."

"Perhaps so."

He didn't deny it, and it's not clear what Yan Ye's purpose was for suddenly mentioning this, but Xiao San just nodded slightly.

"Remember, the first time we met?"

Yan Ye looked at Xiaosan who was sitting on the sofa, and talked about the past, making Xiaosan gradually recall the scene when the two met, his brows were slightly frowned, it was obviously not a good thing.

"But for me, that was probably the most annoying and happiest time in my life."

Probably seeing Xiaosan's thoughts, Yan Ye showed a gentle smile, walked up to Xiaosan slowly, and then looked down at Xiaosan who was lying on the sofa.

Stretched out that soft white palm, gently landed on Xiaosan's cheek, caressing Xiaosan's face.

It's not as soft and elastic as a girl's, but it doesn't feel rough, like touching a smooth white paper, with a little coldness, which makes Yan Ye's eyes look a little nostalgic.

"It's been a long time since I touched your face like this. It's been three years, or four years."

"Who knows."

"Do you hate it when I appear in front of you?"

"It's just that I simply don't know how to face you. It's been such a long time, and I've already forgotten how to get along with you."

For ordinary people, words that are extremely hurtful, so calmly said from Xiaosan's mouth, if it is an ordinary person, he would already feel deep pain, and perhaps he would have shown an unbelievable expression and looked at Xiaosan.

But for Yan Ye, such words did not harm her in any way. During the time separated from Xiaosan, the loneliness and anxiety she felt were far more profound than these words.

"Me too."

After a moment of silence, the girl showed a lonely expression, lowered her head and met Xiaosan's eyes.

"Then do you know how to like me?"

A smile floated on Xiaosan's face, he looked at Yan Ye standing in front of him, and asked a very bad question, which made Yan Ye's brow slightly wrinkled, but then relaxed immediately.

"Probably still know."

"I thought you had already forgotten this. If you forgot, maybe it would be easier."

"What about you, Qiuyue-kun?"

"Me? I probably remember it too, after all, that was when I first felt satisfied."

Standing up slowly from the sofa, looking at Yan Ye in front of him, Xiaosan's eyes are full of memories, recalling the time when he and Yan Ye first met and spent together in high school.

Then too much happened.

Originally, he had to choose between Koga Yuika and Tokihara Sayuki, but because of the subtle habits of those two, he gave up the choice. When he came back to his senses, he was already with Yan Ye , and Rui......

There was a gleam of light in his dazed eyes, thinking of the familiar name, Xiaosan pursed his lips, and then looked away.

"You remembered the others?"

Yan Ye frowned, took a small step forward, stretched out his hands, held Xiaosan's cheeks, and turned Xiaosan's face to him.

There seemed to be some dissatisfaction in the words, Xiaosan frowned, stretched out his left hand, and lightly grasped Yan Ye's wrist, then moved away from his face with a little force, took two steps back slightly, and let go. He grabbed her arm and kept a distance from her.

A trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, Yan Ye bit his lips tightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief slowly, restraining his restless emotions.

"Feel sorry."

"You've changed a lot, at least you weren't so impulsive before."

"It's because of you, Qiuyue-kun."

With a calm expression, those penetrating eyes looked at Xiaosan in front of him who seemed to be blaming him, Yan Ye used his own thoughts to answer Xiaosan's seemingly dissatisfied words.

"If it's just like before, no matter what, I won't be with Qiuyue-kun, so I have to change."

"You have become what you are now, and you are completely different from the you in my impression."

"But I'm still me and will never be anyone else."

Withdrawing his gaze, Xiaosan did not speak, but quietly walked to the kitchen counter, poured two cups of tea, handed one cup to Yan Ye's tea table, and held the cup in his hand, poured it into his mouth to moisten it Take a moment, dry tongue.

It was supposed to be a meeting full of memories, but it was indeed full of gunpowder.

This is not the same as Xiaosan's thoughts when he saw Yan Ye. It has been too long. The Yan Ye he knew has changed a lot, and it has become a look that he doesn't even know, so stubbornly confronting him character.

Hate it?

Maybe a little bit.

"So what are you going to say when you come to meet me tonight?"

Just taking a look at the cup of clear tea, Yan Ye's gaze fell steadily on Xiaosan's face, and he gave his own answer.

"Marry me."

"..."

The hand holding the teacup softened suddenly, and almost didn't spill it, and the eyes he looked at Yan Ye became a little incomprehensible, full of inexplicable flavors, and he stared at the girl opposite him.

"What did you say?"

He took out two pieces of paper from his pocket, and Yan Ye handed them to the coffee table.

"I have already signed my name on it, as long as Qiuyue Jun also signs his name, we will be husband and wife."

"Are you joking?"

"You can accept Qiuyue-jun at any time, regardless of everything about Qiuyue-jun, so now the right to choose is only in your hands, Qiuyue-jun."

With pure and sincere eyes, he glanced at Xiaosan, Yan Ye turned and left the living room without saying a word, and left Xiaosan's apartment.

The sound of footsteps gradually receded, and then disappeared into the living room. Xiaosan stood in the living room until Yan Ye left completely, but he did not recover. He looked at the two pieces of paper on the coffee table and confirmed the content on them, just like Yan Ye Ye said.

Putting the teacup aside, Xiao San slowly sat down on the sofa, feeling a little weak, picked up the two pieces of paper on the tea table, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

Not to Yan Ye, but to himself.

"Am I being forced into the palace? Getting married and forming a family is just around the corner."

Looking at the thin piece of paper, Xiao San took a deep breath, then put the paper back on the coffee table in a slumped manner, raised his head, and looked at the crystal chandelier above his head.

What he once longed for is in front of him, but he doesn't have any courage to sign his name on it.

"Is she kidding me?"

I said an impossible word to myself, and I don't understand why it suddenly became like this.

His eyes fell on the coffee table, looking at the two pieces of paper, Xiaosan only felt that he was powerless.

But what is more is the Daodao figure that appeared in front of his eyes, Xiaosan couldn't help stretching out his hands, covering his forehead, with a painful expression on his face, entangled and confused, making him lie down on the bed Sitting on the sofa, the whole person lost all strength.

After a long time, he stood up, took the paper back to his bedroom, Xiaosan pressed it on the bottom of his bedside table.

In the dream, I dreamed of the past, that gentle and somewhat timid girl, holding his hand in the flower field full of sunflowers, running and running towards the direction full of light... ..

The scorching light was getting closer and closer to him, and the temperature seemed to burn him to ashes.

"...so hot, so thirsty, ha..."

Xiaosan lying on the bed showed a weak expression, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his pale face stretched out his hand, and waved it weakly in front of him, as if he was looking for something.

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It was as if the spinal cord had been pulled out of the body, and he clearly felt it, but he couldn't even lift the thin quilt on his body. There was only thirst left in his mouth, but he couldn't even feel the saliva after swallowing. Every breath is so hot, the body has no strength.

The feeling of weakness made Xiaosan and his whole body weak.

He opened his sleepy eyes, his hot cheeks made him feel like he was standing by the stove, biting his dry lips, and sat up slowly, but when he got away from the bed, he felt extremely cold and discomfort.

He took out his mobile phone from under his pillow and glanced at the time on it, only to realize that it was only six o'clock in the morning.

no one.

A sense of loss and despair invaded my heart leisurely, and my weak body brought weak emotions. Xiaosan, who was alone, sat up slowly, swayed his body, and opened his eyes. With the quilt on his body, he leaned on the wall and left his bedroom.

When he came to the living room, he covered his mouth and nose with his hands. The hot breath made him feel a subtle sense of fun, but he was immediately soaked in pain.

'At this time, shouldn't you show a painful expression?What am I still thinking? '

'Anyway, there is no one else around, no matter what kind of expression you show, it doesn't matter what you think, will you die?Just having a fever, have you considered dying?Maybe it would be nice to be dead. '

Staggering, he walked to the cabinet where he stored the medicine. His weak hand hooked the handshake, and gently opened the door of the cabinet, revealing the medicine box inside.

I don't know if it's better to say "preparation" or simply "greedy for life and afraid of death".

Xiaosan, who doesn't know what to do on weekdays, always prepares props and medicines to deal with emergencies at home. There was nothing useful in the past, but he didn't expect to use them today.