Thinking of Ishida, who is usually quiet and withdrawn, Xiao Yi was very sure of his hunch, and he didn't even have time to say thank you, so he ran in the direction of the city.

The bustling downtown area is not always as harmonious as the billboards and civilized slogans describe, and behind the endless flow of neon lights, all kinds of creatures crawl everywhere. His steps floated in the air, his heart floated in the air, and all over his body, only his head was weighty, and it was too heavy for people to bear.

Buried deep under the ornate cloak of this old residential house, it is the best gathering place for students and migrant workers, and it is said that the landlord has emigrated abroad a few years ago, not to mention the easy access to the city, and even the rent is one-third cheaper than that of the neighborhood.

Xiao Yi looked at the light white light coming out of the window on the third floor, and the blood in his whole body immediately rushed to the top of his head, and there seemed to be a sense between the light and him, which made him more and more convinced of his inference. He knew, knew that he was negligent, and knew what an irreparable mistake he had made.

"Ishida!" he kicked the security door, which smelled of freshly brushed water.

The door was immediately opened, and to its astonishment, the door, along with its owner, showed no fear at all, revealing a triangular and extremely thin face covered with red pimples. "Oh, it's Watanabe-kun, I didn't expect you to be so handsome again after a few days, why, you've come back from Tokyo? Come in and sit down!" The paper-thin lips rolled up and down mockingly.

Seeing this hypocritical face, Takeshi Watanabe could almost feel the madness in his heart, he grabbed his collar indiscriminately, pushed Ishida to the ground, and used all the strength of his body to stomp on his chest, he really wanted to know what kind of heart grew in this person's body.

Jiang Shui, who was wearing only a pink pajamas, ran out of the house when she heard the sound, and when she saw Ishida curled up at Xiao Yi's feet on the floor at the door, she was so frightened that she covered her mouth and didn't know what to do.

Ishida, who was beaten, did not even resist at all, he obediently lay on the floor and let his hair fall.

"She's my sister, you know, why are you doing that!" Seeing Jiang Shui, whose hair was messy and disheveled, Xiao Yi suddenly lost his mind, his hideous face, and the beast-like roar, made Jiang Shui, who was deeply frightened, take several steps back, this kind of Xiao Yi was something she had never imagined.

The scarlet liquid continued to flow down the corners of Ishida's mouth, and after he wiped it off with his hands nonchalantly, he glanced at Jiang Shui with a sneer, and said lightly, "What are you doing there?" ”

Under the pale white light, her fair skin was even paler, as if her blood had been drained, and it was cold and shivering. Xiao Yi stood at the door, standing beside the curled Ishida, like a tyrannical beast, every breath and breath seemed to be accumulating more intense hatred in his heart.

His infinitely infinitely swollen anger did not arouse her understanding and distress at all. Jiang Shui didn't look at him except for the first glance, she staggered into the back room, and soon, brought a stack of tissues.

Xiao Yi gazed at her walking figure affectionately, still like every second before, so soft, unhurried, as if the wind was blowing, the sea of flowers gently swaying on the shore of Mozhou Lake. At that time, the beauty of the sea of flowers was still blooming for him alone.

She walked to the door, knelt beside Ishida's lap, folded the tissue, and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him, every finger of hers, every step of her movement was so gentle, so serious, more gentle and more serious than all the times she had cried with his arms around him. Ishida instantly hooked her small chin, her eyes were full of fire, his lips, the flames spread rapidly to the pale and dry lips, Jiang Shui, unexpectedly did not dodge, as if they had already had countless experiences of making out in front of everyone, and no longer had to worry about anyone's eyes.

Ishida, showing Takeshi Watanabe, who was standing in front of him, a deadliest trophy.

From the first day they met, Xiao Yi became the rival that Ishida wanted to beat the most. He is so good, he has a good family background, a good personality, good looks, and even the IQ that he is most proud of, Takeshi Watanabe has to cover it up mercilessly. Whenever he was hiding in a rental house, he would always toss and turn, thinking, why, why is he better than me, why is everyone like him so much, why is he so welcome, why am I always alone, no one to love, am I so unworthy? Am I never as good as Takeshi Watanabe? Every time he thinks about it, Ishida has to fall into crazy jealousy that he can't extricate himself, not to mention, he has such an innocent and lovely sister, so that he misses it day and night, but that kind of girl is too arrogant, how can she look at herself more, even if she stays with Ishida every day, she will always have the light of her brother in her eyes! Ishida, who fell into extreme inferiority and despair, even thought about dropping out of school and going home, he really hated this city without a trace of temperature.

Until one day, he found that Xiao Yi in the laboratory was fiddling with a pink machine, that color, which obviously belonged to a girl. Ishida curiously stepped forward to ask, only to know that it was a birthday gift for his sister Watanabe Esui , and when he thought of the river water with crooked eyes like a crescent moon when he smiled, Ishida couldn't resist the impulse in his heart and offered to help Xiao Yi get it together. It just so happened that Xiao Yi was preparing for the interview in Tokyo a few days later, so he was relieved to hand over the semi-finished product to Ishida, a programming expert.

He was really negligent, and the four words engraved in a large square under the heart-shaped base betrayed him mercilessly, and the lavender romantic color betrayed him. How can a brother and sister exchange such an ambiguous gift. Ishida didn't know that Xiao Yi was the child adopted by the Watanabe couple in their early years, and this matter had already spread throughout the school, so he was finally qualified to feel lucky, glad that he had found a trace of comfort, comforting his heart that was so confused by jealousy that he couldn't extricate himself.

Being able to find even a small trace of dirt from the flawless white jade will make Ishida feel extremely happy and satisfied.

Under the pale white light, Ishida's lips intertwined with the river finally parted, and the empty and narrow corridor seemed to echo with the indelible friction sound that had just been so hot.

Ishida stood up, he hugged Jiang Shui's waist and abdomen very ambiguously, and forcefully tore off the corner of the pink pajamas, and in the thin curly hair, a fair shoulder and neck were exposed.

"Please, don't disturb my life anymore. The pink back vanished, his temples jerked, and the world echoed with the loud sound of the door closing.