"Hey, ruler?" Yokoyama received a call. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, it's good she's okay......" Yokoyama's hand softened as he held the phone, slumped back in his chair, and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

It's nice to be fine...... The phone fell to the ground and made a crisp ring. Yokoyama covered his face vigorously, and the tears did not fall. But the boulder that had been pressing on my heart all this time finally fell to the ground.

After sitting for a while, Yokoyama got up and rushed to the hospital where Agitation was.

At the same time, the excitement in the hospital. Listening to Sado and Torii each talking about their wishes, Rai suddenly found that he was still in the same place. Former friends have their own wishes, a little lonely. Shouldn't she start to change too?

In less than a week, I was sent to the operating room twice in a row, and I should really start thinking about it, right?

She thought a lot when she was unconscious. Thinking of Shibuya, this person is obsessed with Maeda, even if he hurts himself, but somewhere in his heart he doesn't care very much, the road Suga she wants to protect and the victory that Shibuya wants to win are actually not contradictory, if he gives in, he will insult Shibuya!

They're partners, and they've been since a long time ago. Once it is determined, no matter how the other party changes, this fact will not change.

It's just that they are all starting to move towards where they want to be. There is no need to blame, but to be blessed. Thinking of this, Ji Lai was a little relieved.

So be it! Shibuya, if you and I have a fight in the end, I will not show mercy.

Yokoyama walked to the door of the ward. Black is even there. She stood outside the door, listening to the laughter of everyone in the door, and hesitated.

"What are you hesitating about?"

Black's hand retracted and he turned to look at Yokoyama. The man regained that calm and graceful posture. It was as if I had hallucinated last night.

"Nope. ”

"If you hesitate, aren't you afraid that she will leave you again?" said Yokoyama, but she didn't understand it herself. The self who finally sorted out his feelings instead enlightened his rival? This kind of thing is ridiculous no matter how you think about it. But, in the same way, this person who likes the excitement as much as herself makes her feel a little sympathetic. Last night, when the two of them sat together and almost collapsed for the sake of excitement, it was as if the two of them had become one person, and the sense of resonance was so strong and profound.

The fact that you are away from yourself again, not to mention happening, is terrifying even when you think about it. Black seems to have seen the excitement inside through the door.

"Do you want her to leave you again?" the whispering voice was gentle, but cruel.

Black hung his head, his forehead resting lightly against the cold wall. She closed her eyes.

"No, even if I die, I won't let that happen again. ”

Black raised his head slowly, it was the opposite of her speed, extremely slow, like the sunlight slowly shining through the rose window of the church in a black and white movie, because it was slow and beautiful.

"You like spicy too, don't you?" Black stared into Yokoyama's eyes, a little fire in his calm eyes because of someone in the ward. "Aren't you afraid of losing her?"

Yokoyama lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, there was a smile on his eyebrows and eyes.

"I'm confident I won't lose to anyone. ”

Black raised an eyebrow.

"Well, so am I. ”

Lying on the hospital bed, he was taken aback at first when he saw Black and Yokoyama come in, but soon smiled happily. She patted the bed—the rest of the seats were divided between the rulers, Gakuran, and the Kabuki sisters, except for the bed, which probably only had the floor and a cabinet to sit on.

Seeing that Jira's face was slightly better, Yokoyama and Black looked at each other and smiled, and sat on either side of the bed.

Looking at these two people who were staring at him, he suddenly had an inexplicable sense of crisis. But it wasn't afraid, on the contrary, she glanced at Yokoyama, who was holding her hand, and looked at Black, who was helping her peel apples, and felt more of a warm sense of happiness.

Little did she know that just under the porch across the wall, just before the two of them entered, a battle had begun around her.

In order to be able to take care of the hot food, Black specially asked the manager of the convenience store to rearrange her work hours. To be able to be by the side of Jila like now, I really never thought about it before. It seems that as long as she encounters the heat, she will become different from usual. Not only her character, but even her mood will become extremely soft and gentle, and raising her only son alone has almost smoothed out her edges and corners.

"Just like then!" Black changed the water for the vase and stood in front of the window, the sunlight gilding her.

"At that time?"

"That's right~ It's the same when I was knocked down by the Dharma women. Black laughed, and even now he never thought that one day he would be hit by a concussion from someone else's head and be sent to the hospital so badly.

"Woo ......" of course I remember, I heard that Black was beaten and admitted to the hospital and hurried back, but I didn't expect to be caught by Sado.

Even I remember the mood at that time clearly.

"Now, it's exciting, I've wanted to ask a long time ago. ”

In the face of black's serious gaze, he became unconsciously serious.

"What?"

"At that time, why did you do that?"

"Why do you want to beat up all of Maeda's friends?"

Black eyes looked at her condescendingly, but even so, they were not harsh - this person was never strict with himself, even if he was silent, even if he was as cold as ice, he could still feel this person's tenderness towards him.

I like this guy very much, probably from the first sight.

Including the usual casual chats, including the fact that she showed herself the Bible and the cross that no one else touched, including helping herself to rub the medicine and wrap the bandage, it was all the gentleness under this person's cold appearance.

I am probably a little accustomed to such pampering and relying on such gentleness.

That's why you do that, right?!

"I was beaten because of black. ”

As soon as the words fell, a hand was gently pressed on the top of the hot head, and the temperature of the palm of the hand was transmitted.

"I'm glad I'm so worried about me!"

Fierce eyes looked up at black, and lips squirmed.

"No, I'm worried, but actually...... I was angry because my favorite black was beaten. ”

Black's heart trembled violently.

Like black?

"Does Spice like me?"

"yes, I like it. He nodded honestly, he liked to talk to her about Bible stories, he liked to sing poetry, he liked to be quiet, he liked to be a little cold when he was fighting and he was not visible, and he liked to bandage her gently.

Like.

"I also like spicy. ”

Like. kept illusions about the things that took revenge for himself at the beginning, and now he actually got a positive answer from the other party. It's really blessed. She was so happy that she almost cried with joy.