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What surprised her was that her mother, who had always been strict, kept a soft expression unlike usual, and walked out of the study together with Xiaosan.

"Then, take these back home, Yuzuru, your mother is just worried about you."

Nishinomiya Yuzuru looked at Xiao San who handed those shopping bags back to him, looked at him incomprehensibly, and couldn't help but look at his mother.

"Since it is a gift for you, then accept it."

"Take it, otherwise I can only pile these up in the corner, there is no use for them at all."

Under Xiaosan's persuasion and her mother's accepting attitude, Yuxian accepted Xiaosan's gift hesitantly, then chatted with Xiaosan for a while, and the mother and daughter walked towards the door.

"Wait a minute, I'm just about to go out, let's take you back."

After a pause, he looked at Hayasaka Ai who was standing aside.

"Then, I'm leaving too."

"Bon Voyage."

Hayasaka Ai is like those docile wives in TV dramas, bowing slowly, and then watching her husband leave, her movements are very standard, but it feels quite disobedient. Leaving the apartment with Hyosan.

"So, won't Mr. Qiuyue be too troublesome?"

"There's nothing to do, even if you're back home, it's just killing time, and then wait until you're sleepy and rest."

He brought his mother and daughter to the front of his car, and after letting the two get into the car, Xiao San sat in the driver's seat.

Yaeko Nishinomiya was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and the three of them were sitting in a car, but the atmosphere in the car was extremely dull, and no one spoke.

Driving all the way from the apartment directly to Nishinomiya's house, Yuzuru Nishinomiya just sat in the back row, staring at the scenery that seemed to flash by outside the car window, in a daze, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Yaeko Nishinomiya stared at the night scene that was approaching from the windshield in front of her, but disappeared in front of her, with a calm expression, thinking about her own affairs.

Only Xiaosan, driving the car with a serious expression, put all his attention on driving, until the mother and daughter were sent to the door of Nishinomiya's house, and stopped, Nishinomiya Yuzuru looked at his mother .

"I'll get out of the car first, Yuzuru."

"Ah."

Probably seeing her daughter's expression, she seemed to have something to say to Xiaosan, Nishinomiya Yaeko got out of the car first, glanced at her daughter, left a message, then turned and walked towards the house.

Yuxian watched her mother enter the house, and then she looked back at Xiaosan who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"What did you tell my mother?"

"Ok?"

"She's not someone who can be easily persuaded, is she?"

"Well, I told her that your daughter is very beautiful, and she will definitely become as beautiful as you in the future, so I made an appointment first."

"......"

Nishinomiya Yuzuru didn't speak, just stared at Xiao San quietly.

It made Xiaosan a little embarrassed. At this time, he realized that the mother-daughter relationship between Yuzuru Nishinomiya and Yaeko Nishinomiya was worthy of the name.

The eyes are very oppressive.

"Well, I just explained that I knew you because you were dressed like a boy at that time, and I met you by accident. Then your mother was relieved and didn't pursue it."

"So simple?"

"if not?"

Yuzuru Nishinomiya didn't know what to say, watching Xiaosan stretch out his hand to open the car door.

"I'm leaving, good night."

"OK, good night."

"And...thank you."

"Ok?"

Before Xiaosan could react, the car door was closed, Yuzuru walked towards the door, and entered the house without looking back, leaving Xiaosan alone in the car, not understanding why the other party wanted to say thank you.

"Thank you for buying clothes? Or thank me for speaking for her?"

Not sure.

Maybe both.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction of the second floor of Nishinomiya's house. It was probably Nishiko's room. It was pitch black at the moment, and he probably had a rest.

"Good night."

Withdrawing his gaze, Xiao San drove forward, driving his car towards the depths of the night, and disappeared at the door of the Nishinomiya's house.

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After dealing with the matter of Yuzuru Nishinomiya, it seemed that there was a little bit of turmoil in life, and it suddenly returned to calm. There was nothing for Xiaosan to worry about. Hiding in his own home was boring watching TV , and books stacked in the study.

During the period, apart from going to a concert with Qianhua, there was nothing else worth talking about.

"Speaking of which, since I've already seen the concert, why don't I go to the art exhibition next time? It's a bit..."

Although he doesn't even know most of the domestic painters, and he doesn't even have any clear understanding of the current industry, but his curiosity about those paintings has arisen in his heart, so Xiaosan can't help but consider whether to participate in some art exhibitions, to develop Take a look at your own vision.

"Let's check it first to see if there are any interesting styles. It may be better to check the related art exhibitions at that time."

Standing up and walking back to his study, Xiaosan sat in front of the computer and began to search for some modern painters, as well as some masterpieces of the genre.

The first thing that caught my eye was the name and photo of a female artist, but I clicked on it and found that the style of the work was right, not the type he liked at all.

"Is this... abstraction?"

In addition to the female figure in the painting, there are countless large and small dots, and colorful dots of different colors, which are enough to make some patients with intensive phobia feel strong discomfort.

A work full of bad taste.

I don't know why, Xiaosan has such an evaluation in his heart.

For such a colorful work, he couldn't feel any liking at all. He frowned, looked at the author's photo, looked at the bright red short hair, the wrinkled old face, and Xiaosan's brows. Wrinkled tightly together.

"Is this also a painting? It seems that the evaluation is not low, and even has a good evaluation internationally?"

Perhaps it is really not very sensitive to this bright art style, looking at this kind of painting, Xiaosan only felt a strong discomfort, as for the so-called sense of art, under that strong discomfort, it has been completely covered in the past , without any feeling.

too disgusting.

After casually closing the relevant browsing pages, the figure of Xiaosan sitting in the study couldn't help but stand up, closed his eyes, walked out of the study, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Really unpleasant work."

I originally thought that the works of most painters in this country should be full of the style of wabi-sabi, but I didn't expect that there are such... avant-garde works of art.

If you think about it carefully, you may be able to understand the current international environment and the influence of Western culture on the original classical culture. Facing the avant-garde stream-of-consciousness works, Xiaosan found that he could not appreciate them at all.

"Forget it, it seems that I am not able to appreciate this kind of art."

Originally, the idea of ​​an art exhibition arose, but was suddenly annihilated in the cruel reality. He obviously prefers those simple and elegant works, rather than the kind that rely on color to impact the vision, which is too exaggerated and exciting. work.

......

When the first ray of morning light pierces through the mist, the sky is just showing a white belly.

A ray of sunlight penetrated through the thin curtains, piercing the darkness in Xiaosan's bedroom. Xiaosan, who was lying on the bed, frowned slightly under the sunlight, turned over, pulled the duvet on his body, and covered himself Covering the exposed head, he continued to rest under the quilt.

On weekdays, before eight o'clock in the morning, he usually wouldn't wake up prematurely.

When he was lying on the bed, quietly closing his eyes, listening to the birds chirping outside, and continuing to rest under the quilt, a figure appeared in front of his house.

Ding-dong-

Lying on the bed, lying to himself, telling himself that it was still early, Xiaosan's eyelids moved slightly.

Ding-dong-

He opened his eyes, lifted the quilt that was covering his head, and slowly sat up.

Ding-dong-

"Ha, is anyone here at this time?"

Clutching his forehead, Xiao San slowly got up from his room, left his bedroom, went to the door and opened it.

"Good morning."

Xiaosan, who was wearing dark blue thin pajamas and a water blue nightcap, stood inside the house, looking at Yukinoshita Haruno at the door, and looked at her with a smile that didn't even have a smile on his face.

"Miss Yukinoshita, come here today, is there anything else?"

"It's nothing, I just feel so bored at home alone, and I feel that you may not have anything to do, Qiuyue-jun, so I come to Qiuyue-jun to see if there is anything we can do together, but it seems that I am bothering Qiuyue. You are resting."

"indeed."

"Won't you ask me to come in and sit down?"

He said that his sleep was disturbed, but in fact he had already had enough rest, and Xiaosan, who was just lying on his bed and wasting his time by sleeping, did not feel so disgusted by Yukinoshita Yono's visit.

However, he doesn't feel disgusted by the interruption of his rest, which doesn't mean Xiaosan doesn't feel disgusted with Yukinoshita Yango.

It's not clear what the other party is planning to do, Xiaosan thought for a while, and then stepped aside, letting Yukinoshita Yono enter his room.

Watching the woman take off her shoes, her slender feet in pure white socks stepped on the floor, and then turned around.

When looking at Xiaosan, he noticed that Xiaosan's eyes were lowered, and he looked down at his feet on the ground, Yukinoshita Yoshino's eyes looked a little surprised, but also amused.

"Could it be that...Qiuyue-kun is foot control?"

Yukinoshita Yangnao slowly got down, raised her delicate face, looked at Xiaosan standing at the door, with a sly smile, as if thinking of some bad idea.

Seeing Yukinoshita Haruno who paused, and that cute face, but in terms of appearance, from all aspects, it should be more in line with Xiaosan's preferences, but unfortunately, under that appearance, hidden It is the inner part that Xiaosan is not very interested in.

"maybe."

Closing the door casually, Xiao San casually took out a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet and placed them on the ground, while he staggered back to the living room.

Seeing Xiao San's back, Yukinoshita Yono stood up with a chuckle, put on his shoes, and followed Xiao San into the house.

Leaving Yukinoshita Yono to stay alone in the living room, Xiaosan first went to the bathroom, and then went to the bathroom, and when he appeared in front of Yukinoshita Yono again, he was still wearing pajamas, but the nightcap had already been taken off .

"Then, Miss Yukinoshita Yono, come here today, what advice do you have?"

"If you can...no, you can just call me Haruno, Taka~san~"

"Then, what's the matter with Ms. Yukinoshita Yono?"

"It's so indifferent."

Can't help sighing, seems to be infected by Xiaosan's stubbornness, Yukinoshita Yoshino also couldn't help sighing, sitting in the living room, looking at it and when I came last time, there is still no change living room.

"Nothing has changed. Although it has only been a short period of time, neither the items nor the decorations have changed at all."

Without words of content and nourishment, it seems that without this, the conversation cannot proceed.

Poured a cup of tea and brought it in front of Yukinoshita Yono, she just had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she didn't say thank you, but Xiaosan saved a 'no'.

I sat down, opposite to Yukinoshita Yono, there seemed to be no change from the last time, the meeting was almost the same, the content of the chat, and then under his urging, I got up and left .

For all the steps, Xiaosan has already created a specific picture in his mind, and he is only waiting for the end of the chat.

"A friend I know."

"It's a familiar opening. Is that friend yourself?"

"Her boyfriend recently cheated on her."

"It doesn't look like you."

"Xiao San seems to know me very well."

"If you were the one who cheated on your boyfriend, I'm afraid I won't see you now."

"Does Xiaosan think that I will be the kind of person who would do such stupid things as killing someone out of a moment of excitement?"

Picking up the cup of tea in front of him and taking a sip, Xiao San shook his head.

"No, I don't think you should, but what you do is probably more terrifying than killing people, right?"