"Huh?"

Leng Xuetong sat up from the bed, held her little head, and tried to remember the events of the morning.

"Uh-huh—why did you fall asleep?"

Leng Xuetong stretched a big lazy waist, and her whole body felt extremely comfortable and refreshed.

It's just that......

"Gollum—"

The little belly made a strong protest, saying that it was time to eat something.

"I'm hungry." Leng Xuetong muttered dissatisfiedly, and got up and got out of bed.

For a moment, looking down at the golden sunlight shining in from the window, with a bit of dim color, the overlapping and reflection of light and gray shadows made people feel like a white horse passing through the gap.

Leng Xuetong was stunned, shook her head and walked out.

A hint of fragrance captured by the natural hunger pang guides the cold snow pupils.

Walking all the way to the living room, I found Xia Xin sitting on the sofa watching TV.

I saw Xia Xin turn his head and smile slightly, "Awake?"

"Hmm."

Then there was a sound of "grunt-" again, causing Leng Xuetong to be embarrassed and almost returned the same way.

Followed by Xia Xin's kind reminder.

"There's freshly cooked noodles on the table, I don't know if it's to your taste." Suddenly retained the cold snow pupils.

Only then did Leng Xuetong discover the source of the fragrance, a steaming bowl of noodles on the table.

Although it is only a simple green onion and an egg garnish, it is so delicious and attractive in the eyes of Leng Xuetong at this time, that people can't raise any resistance.

Pretty blushed, lowered her head and said, "Thank you...... This is deducted from the rent. ”

After speaking, he sat down with his skirt and picked up the chopsticks to take a small sip of noodles.

It's just that when Leng Xuetong was pouting with small noodles with satisfaction, he suddenly found a figure lying silently on the opposite table.

Xia Xin, who was watching TV, came to the other side at some point, folded his hands, and stared at himself on the table.

Xia Xin looked at a small round thing, swallowed it with Leng Xue's pupils, slowly slid through the snow-white and bewitching throat, and swallowed it.

I felt a sense of visual satisfaction.

It seems that it is not bad to spend a day like this.

Even if Leng Xuetong pretended not to see the expression, he really couldn't be so directly watched by others and eat.

"Hey, why are you staring at me like that?" Leng Xuetong swallowed the noodles again, and said with a hint of shyness and anger.

"Because, I think it's interesting."

"What's the point?"

Xia Xin paused, propped his chin with both hands in a contemplative motion, thought for a while, and then said slowly in an extremely serious and careful tone,

"Hmm... I don't need a reason, I just think that you... It's getting prettier, really. In the past, you may be the purest, most crystalline, and most holy snow lotus standing quietly on the top of the snow-capped mountain in my heart, noble and sacred, which is difficult to touch. ”

"Now, it's as if after being picked by the hands of the immortals, it has given a more ethereal immortal aura, and then it rises from the top of the snow-capped mountain, which is even more unreachable."

Leng Xuetong's face was red when she was praised, and she touched her face and glanced at her, "Liar, how can I be so good-looking, I don't know what I look like." ”

It's okay, just saw it in the bathroom last night.

"Really, I do it from the heart."

"Poor mouth! I'm going to be angry anyway. ”

"Hey, it's not good to look good and praise it a few times."

"Superficial! No, no, no. ”

"Good good ......"

It's the usual bicker.

The passage of time in a flash, and suddenly there is an indescribable sense of nostalgia, which makes people sigh.

Suddenly, while Leng Xuetong was eating noodles, he heard a soft call;

"Snow Hitomi."

"Huh?" Leng Xuetong took the chopsticks and rolled her face in a circle, raised her head and cast a puzzled expression.

"Would you like to go back to school?"

"School? Which school? As he spoke, he put the roll into the small mouth.

"High school, or the one from junior high school to high school, I think it's helpful for memory recovery."

"Yes...... Leng Xuetong first stirred her lips and teeth, raised her eyes and thought for a while, and then looked at Xia Xindao with distrust,

"You're not going to take me somewhere weird, are you?"

"Hey, why do you think that?" Xia Xin felt that he had received 10,000 unjust injuries.

"Who knows, you like to bully me."

"No, no, no, it's really not, how can school be a strange place."

"Is it true? Who knows what's in your mind. ”

"Please, as far as you're concerned, how long have we known each other to define me as that kind of person?"

"Anyway, perverted, hooligans can't escape."

“......”

In this way, Xia Xin was nailed to the pillar of shame of derogatory terms such as pervert and hooligan.

In the end, Leng Xuetong still agreed to go back to school to have a look, mainly driven by strong curiosity and the environment in which she used to live and study.

The two of them walked all the way over, one was that they used to walk to and from school, and it was not far, and the other was that it was Leng Xuetong's after-dinner exercise, and the sun was not as hot and dazzling as in the morning, which was very suitable for walking.

On the street, the skirt of the cold snow pupils fluttered gently in the slight breeze, and an indescribable cold and arrogant temperament floated out.

Xia Xin, who was blown by the warm summer breeze, was relieved, glanced at the cold snow pupils on the side, and slowly spoke;

"Snow Hitomi."

"Huh?"

"Want to listen to a song?"

Before Leng Xuetong could digest this sentence, he heard a singing voice with a bit of stubbornness and seriousness in no musical cells;

"Walking in the wind, the sun is shining today, suddenly so gentle~~"

"The tenderness of the sky, the tenderness of the earth, like you holding me~~"

“......”

After a few moments, the song stopped.

"How? If you like me, I'll teach you to sing. ”

“......”