In the evening when the twilight covered the clouds with fiery red golden sand, the color was as beautiful as an evil proverb. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info seemed to foreshadow that I was going to do something daring this night - to run out and risk having both legs amputated.

Someone in the kitchen downstairs was preparing dinner, not my mother, not my father, no one would have thought that what I eat every day for dinner came from the hands of a mistress, who would rather be a maid in our house and be baptized every day by the smoke than see my father, and my father asked her to come, and I did not dare to say no, otherwise there would be no food. But she is very well-behaved, she doesn't estrus with her father in the kitchen, she just cooks, and she leaves when she's done, like a free hourly worker, she also admitted it when she accidentally met her neighbors, "Hello, my name is Yaeko, and I'm an hourly worker in the Ruri family." ”

That's why I acquiesced to her coming in.

I stood behind Yaeko while she was busy in the restaurant, watching her back like a ghost from a prison. The kitchen is open, and it is one with the dining room, so when Yaeko turned around and took an empty plate from the counter, she couldn't help but shudder when she saw me standing silently.

"Xiaoxi, why don't you make a sound, the meal is ready soon, how about eating cheese and pepper salmon with rice today? The side dish is fried shrimp with garlic and shea butter with orange flavored white wine. ”

She is very good at cooking French food, traditional Japanese cuisine is also delicious, and she is also very beautiful, intelligent and elegant from the inside out, always wearing a white knee-length dress, just the right amount of exposed smooth and well-proportioned calves, shining white earrings looming in the fluffy short hair, like Suzuki Koji's Kono Mai, this kind of woman exudes a very seductive but not debauched special temperament from head to toe, so that men will always fantasize about her wet naked body and the urge to embrace her arms - This is also the reason why her father has always kept in touch with her.

"If the rice is cooked, I'll eat it first, and it's okay to have no side dishes." The purpose of my visit to the restaurant was to let Yaeko see me eating, and when my father couldn't find me at the table, Yaeko would tell him that I had eaten first and had gone back to my room to study.

Hearing my strange request to eat a bowl of rice, Yaeko's beautiful eyebrows furrowed in the middle, "Nozomi, are you hungry?" Wait another 15 minutes at most for the salmon to be ready, and you can eat the side dishes at night when you're hungry, okay? She nodded to me pleadingly, looking aggrieved, thinking I was eating white rice and blaming her for grinding in the kitchen. I knew that in terms of speed and taste, she was not at all like a housewife, and she was better than any housewife, but she was not a housewife, but she was a first-class apprentice in her father's pottery club.

I hurriedly shook my head: "No, it's not that I can't wait, I just want to eat pickles and rice today." "If my father comes back, he will narcissistically babble about his pottery career during dinner, especially when he finishes his new work that day, and that will ruin all my plans.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Yaeko walked over and reached out to my forehead like a mother, and touched her own, as if a worried look had just receded on her pretty cheeks.

"During menstruation, I don't want to eat greasy." I found the only excuse I could use to be unwell, and finally I didn't suspect that I picked up a bowl of rice and swallowed it with pickles.

The smell of peppery salmon and cheese filled my nose, and I didn't hesitate to swallow the last bite of my meal to say goodbye to a dish that hadn't yet come out of the pot, and I was afraid that I would be unable to wait for the salmon to come out of the pot if I delayed any longer.

As soon as I took a step, Mieko suddenly stopped me: "Xiaoxi, I made two days' worth of side dishes, I will wrap them in tin foil and put them in the refrigerator, including your lunch box tomorrow morning, I can't come to cook for you tomorrow, a classmate with a good relationship has something to do, let me accompany her." ”

"Well, just tell your father." Originally, I didn't care about Yaeko's private affairs.,But the idea of having to open up the idea suddenly came to my mind.,Because I once heard her mention that the good classmate seems to be an intern doctor at the municipal Sanye Hospital.。

I turned around and asked, "Is that the classmate from the Trimrock Hospital?" ”

"That's right, you have a good memory." Yaeko immediately smiled at me, and that smile was really flawless, but fortunately I was a girl, and I had no illusions about her.

"Can you find out what's wrong with her? But if it's inconvenient, I didn't ask. ”

"It's not inconvenient, it's just that she's a little scared when she hears that she's receiving strange emails or something—"

"What letter?"

Seeing that her fingers clutching her apron were getting whiter and whiter, I felt that there was something wrong with the 'strange email' in her mouth, and that as long as I was willing to communicate with her, Yaeko always said everything to me, after all, she was only a young man five or six years older than me.

"She said it meant like a curse or something, so I had to look at it, it could be a harassing letter from an admirer, who uses the Internet to invade other people's privacy, which is very rampant."

"What's the sender's name?"

"She didn't say—"

I went back to my room. I can't tell you which kind of mentality you have—the excitement of long-awaited confirmation of the rumors of witnessing? Or do you need to face the fear of death?

For a moment, I wished Yaeko could say the words "lily of the valley puppet". Perhaps from the moment I set foot in this city, the demonic whisper of "he'll come back" continued to pour over my ears and temples, until the depths of my heart exhaled a hopeful response - I wanted to meet the lily of the valley puppet.

The door was locked, and I immediately took out the escape rope that I had secretly purchased online, fixed one end to the heavy Nanmu bookcase, and the other end was released from the window.

I disobeyed my father, who had a desire to rule over anyone—ecstatic.

According to the records of the class booklet, I had already arrived at the downstairs of Koeda's house, and while I wandered, the cat on the eaves of the roof looked down at me, and in those eyes that were brighter than the luminous stone, I was wearing a mask and a hat, and the brim of the hat was very low, which was enough to be a stalker who took revenge on the object of his admiration by surprise.

But in fact, there was a guy who had a crooked idea that was one step ahead of me - a tall boy in class A.

When I followed Yukie after school, I saw that the girls next to her had changed from girls of the same class and gender to different classes and the opposite sex, and they didn't shy away from my existence at all and behaved intimately, and even kissed on the street. The sunset after school scorched the body temperature of the two, filling their minds with the things they liked to fantasize about at this age.

So after that hot kiss, the two people who couldn't get enough of it made an appointment to meet in the evening, and the voice was very small, but I still heard it when they ridiculed it as a deformity of physical and mental development.

When I heard her crisp sound of going downstairs, the tall boy happened to come out from behind a low tree, and he boldly hugged Yukieda's demeanor more unrestrained than when he was out of school, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth had changed in nature, and the intention of "I must do something tonight" was obvious.

I hid in a unit in another apartment building, and as the two backs of the fading fade into the night, I silently followed, and then looked back at the eaves, where the cat jumped away in a boring gesture.

I followed Yukieda and the tall boy on a long walk, including a train ride, and it seemed that there were very few places in the city that could meet their field conditions, until finally I realized that I had followed them to the area of Oga-cho when I withdrew my gaze from the hand where the tall boy was swimming on Yukie's hip.

Close to the winery, the few low houses make up the only residential area in the area, and the rest is a large vine-growing garden, and I think that there is nothing that attracts the couple like a butterfly in the middle of the garden, where a picnic cloth is like a hotbed for anything to do.

The two men had already sneaked into the garden, and I didn't follow too closely, and I wasn't interested in what they were going to do, because I was clumsy and impatient. This kind of thing should be endowed with artistic elegance, not crude demands—that's what I told me the first time I met my father and a supermodel in the living room.

Soon, I heard Koeda's cry of joy in the shadows of the large grape trellises, and she was not the first time, I was sure. It's just that I did seem physically and mentally deformed with a wait-and-see attitude on the sidelines.

No, I don't have that bad habits. If Yukieda had noticed my voyeurism and realized that there was a stone bridge less than five meters away from her, she would have taken a hard look at the question she had thought had popped out of her mind three days ago. And--something was appearing on the stone bridge at this time--in the vast smoke-like chaos, Hongmeng had cut out a figure with a strange shape, but the two of them in the field were not aware of it.

No matter how debauched Yukieda is at this time, I can't let her be in danger, and that's what I'm here for, and I'm about to call her, but I'm caught off guard and someone covers my mouth from behind.