"Go take a shower. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Just finished taking a shower and was wiping his wet hair with a towel, Xiao Wai looked helplessly at Kurosawa Yi who was sitting in front of the TV and pressing the handle seriously.

Kurosawa's ears moved, his eyes blinked, and he didn't move.

The green tendons in Xiao Wai's head twitched, and he repeated coldly.

"Go take a shower."

Kurosawa's body trembled, silently saved the game as quickly as possible, put down the controller, and walked into the room in a gloomy manner. I quickly took my clothes from my room and ran into the toilet again.

Xiao lamented, and Dr. Asa sweated, wondering if it was a bad decision to buy a game for Xiao Yi. Xiao Ai glanced at Dr. Asasa as if she knew what he was thinking.

"If you can make him happy, that's right."

Xiao Ai opened the basement door and walked in, slammed the door shut, and leaned against the door.

Is he really a kid now? What kind of existence is my sister to him, and what kind of dreams are there......

After taking a shower, Kurosawa didn't continue playing the game and walked into the room. Seeing that Xiao Ai was not in the room, he was a little puzzled. He walked out again, and Dr. Asa had just entered the toilet brushing his teeth, and Kurosawa ran up to him and asked, "Where is the mourning?" ”

Dr. Asa tilted his head and thought about it, and said with a foamy mouth, "Da Yingkai is mentioning next time." ”

“…… What? "Kurosawa suddenly found that he couldn't understand Japanese!

Dr. Asa took a sip of water, spat the foam into the sink, wiped her mouth with a towel, and said, "She should be in the basement, there is a door on the left side of your room, just go in." Kurosawa nodded as if he didn't understand and ran away.

When I opened the door, I saw a lamp hanging above my head, and some deep stairs. Kurosawa pouted when he saw this, he didn't like this kind of place very much.

Jumping down, there was a space in the bottom corner, there was a dim light in it, and before I even entered, I could clearly hear the sound of tapping on the keyboard.

Ash Yuan sat in front of the computer, his eyes fixed on the screen, just like Kurosawa Yi when he was playing a game, very focused. Kurosawa walked up to her and tilted his head to look at the chemistry formulas that filled the screen. I can't read it, I can't understand it at all!

After standing next to her for more than ten minutes, Kurosawa couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to sleep?" Gray Yuan mourned the movement of his hand and replied, "If you want to sleep, you ...... first You can go back to your room to read a book or play a game. She almost forgot that he didn't have to sleep at all.

Kurosawa let out a sigh and turned to leave.

Not long after he left, Gray Yuan Wai put his hands on the keyboard and didn't move, looking down at his hands, he sure enough, didn't he remember anything?

Shaking her head, the faint loss in her heart to the back of her mind, she once again focused her mind on the formulas on the screen that were astronomical to everyone else, and began to torture the keyboard again.

The sound of walking in slippers made the little boy return to the basement again. Two bottles of chocolate milk in his hand, and a book.

He put one of the bottles in front of Gray Yuanwai, ran to the small sofa in the back, curled up in a ball, inserted the straw, and sucked the milk while flipping through the old copy of "The Little Prince".

She didn't speak, didn't look at him, didn't look back, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Kurosawa has lost count of the number of times he's read the book, but every time he re-reads it, he reads it slowly and carefully.

So it took a long time to read it once, and he turned to that page again, the page that had been written.

He knew very well that after the book was in his hands, no one had written on it at all, so in the end...... Who is it.

The handwriting is very delicate, and it can be seen that the person who writes is also a very elegant person. He couldn't understand the content on it, but every time he turned to it, his heart was very uncomfortable, and he felt that his chest was stuffed with cotton, and it was stuffy, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He read it carefully, then silently turned the page and continued to read the original content of the book.

I don't know how long it took, but when he finished reading the book, he found that the sound of tapping on the keyboard was gone.

The silly girl, who was already lying on the keyboard, stepped forward and couldn't help but laugh, because she pressed against the keyboard and pressed the key, and the computer screen was constantly refreshing the messy English letters.

He gently pulled the keyboard out from under the girl's hand, looked at the screen himself, guessed when the girl was asleep, and then restored the data to about the same time. I don't know why, but as soon as I get the keyboard, I know what to do, which I didn't know before.

Then he was a little worried about what to do with her, and glanced at the lower right corner of the computer, it was already past four o'clock.

He was going to school in two hours, he scratched his hair, and carefully picked her up, a little boy holding an equally small little girl, which looked quite funny, and he gently placed the girl on the sofa where he had just sat and covered her with a small blanket.

Squatting next to her, holding his chin in his hands, he looked at her curiously. She's cute, much cuter than those werewolf girls, and cuter than the girls in her own family. He even thinks that she is the cutest girl in the world.

Just squatting like this, squatting for a long time, feeling that his feet were numb, he simply sat on the ground with his hands behind his back, and continued to watch.

He always felt that he had experienced such a scene somewhere.