Hashimoto's sweatshirt was a little too big on Hoshimi's body, the hem of the shirt hung down over her hips, and the loose sleeves covered Hoshimi's hands, making her look petite, but in fact, the height difference between the two was only a few centimeters.

Hoshimi sat down at the dining table unceremoniously, rolling up his cuffs while peeking at Hashimoto, who was busy in the kitchen, as if recreating the scene of playing the young master with crossed feet before, but the simple one-bedroom room was missing the sofa that collapsed for her. She could only kick the bars on both sides of the chair with her legs wide open, her hands propped up in front of her, her head slammed on the dining table, and her eyes burned as she waited for Hashimoto to feed.

Hashimoto came out with a simple noodle soup and a hot stew, looked at Hoshimi's imageless appearance and smiled, and put the stew in front of her, "Soak the noodles again, and if you're in a hurry, you want to pad your stomach." ”

Hoshimi took the chopsticks, hurriedly put a piece in his mouth, and shouted in a hurry, his little hands fluttering and fanning his mouth.

Looking at Hoshimi's hot eyes with tears flashing in the corners, Hashimoto couldn't help laughing but didn't forget to remind: "Slow down, you're like a refugee today, don't worry, this plate is all yours, no one will rob you." ”

Hashimoto laughed tremblingly, tried his best to restrain his hands, poured a glass of water for the girl who was so anxious that her face was red, and handed it to her, because of the laughter, the mercury in the cup splashed on the back of Hoshimi's hand, and she withdrew her hand in fright.

Looking at Hoshimi's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, Hashimoto could only hold back a smile and soothe: "It's water!" And it's not hot. ”

Hoshimi only felt that his cheeks were burning, gritted his teeth and swallowed the stew that was still a little hot, and then buried his head, holding the water cup with both hands and pecking it in small sips, like a cat drinking water vigilantly in the morning, and his eyes buried in the shadows turned around three times and twos, always paying attention to the actions of the person opposite.

Hashimoto noticed the pink tips of Hoshimi's exposed ears, and the pinna of the ears curled inward and accidentally slipped out of the hair, and the hair that had not had time to dry the hair slid down the tips of the hair from time to time, ticking down the pinna, trembling lightly with the pinna, making her wonder if she had accidentally picked up a little milk dog and came back.

Hoshimi self-hypnotized and forgot about Fang Cai's embarrassment, and when he looked up carefully, he saw Hashimoto staring at his side in a daze, and turned back curiously, only to see the closed glass window behind him and the slender rain like silver needles.

She couldn't help but reach out and shake it in front of Hashimoto's eyes, and was grabbed by Hashimoto, Hoshimi didn't care about her grabbed hand, and asked curiously, "What was Nanami just looking at?" ”

"Didn't see anything." Hashimoto coughed lightly, as if diverting his attention, he focused his eyes on the bookshelf behind Hoshimi, and said indifferently: "I want to say that your phone is out of battery, I don't have a charging cable suitable for your phone here, do you want to use my phone to contact your mother." ”

"No need." Hoshimi didn't even think about it, and directly rejected Hashimoto's kindness. At the end, he noticed Hashimoto's frowning brow and added, "Now, maybe it's not a good time for me to call her." ”

Saying that, Hoshimi lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks, and prepared to put vegetables in his mouth again, this time he learned to be smarter, he blew and stuffed it into his mouth again and again, and stuffed his mouth to the brim, and his little face was bulging twice.

"Why are you eating so much all at once? Can you swallow it? Hashimoto sighed lightly and directly snatched the chopsticks in Hoshimi's hand, "You finish eating the food in your mouth first, do you know that bento is very precious." ”

After saying that, Hashimoto did not return the chopsticks to her, but got up and retrieved his mobile phone and put it on the dining table and said, "Are you sure you don't call." ”

Hoshimi didn't speak or shake his head, just wordlessly looked at the phone lying quietly on the table, still chewing hard in his mouth.

"If you can't swallow it, you spit it out." Hashimoto pulled the tissue aside and handed it to Hoshimi.

Hoshimi shook his head, exhaled heavily, vigorously biting the stew that he didn't know the taste in his mouth, raised his hand to cover his mouth and swallowed it slowly, picked up the water cup and drank it all, wiped his hands and the corners of his mouth with a tissue before solemnly taking Hashimoto's mobile phone and said, "Nanamin, please lend me your phone, I want to make a call." ”

Hashimoto looked at her with a soft smile and nodded, then got up and walked into the kitchen and closed the door, leaving the large space for Hoshimi.

He didn't have to wait too long before he heard Hoshimi shout loudly, "Nanamin, I'm done calling, can you give me another glass of water." ”

"Okay." Hashimoto came out and complained, "Obviously the kettle is in your hand, won't you pour it yourself?" ”

Hoshimi nodded as a matter of course and explained, "The water poured by Nanami is sweet, and the water I pour is not as delicious as that poured by Nanamin. After all, she thought to herself, everything that doesn't have to be done by herself is a good thing.

Taking the water cup, Hoshimi grabbed Hashimoto's hand, shyly scowled back and forth, and pleaded with a long tail note: "Nanamin, can you take me in for one night, I promise that it will be one night, the rain is too heavy, and it is not safe for me to go home alone." You know, last time, because I also reported on a lewd man who likes to harass little girls, nicknamed Da Duck, you don't want to see me on the TV news tomorrow. ”

As he spoke, Hoshimi let go of Hashimoto's hand and covered his face, looking like he was about to cry.

Hashimoto wanted to tease her, but he noticed that the band-aid that was torn apart by Hoshimi's actions, and the blood scab that had condensed became a little miserable due to the secondary injury and the colorful potions, and nodded helplessly.

Hashimoto looked at Hoshimi with a relieved look and couldn't help but want to tease her, and said: "But I only have one bedroom here, and there is no sofa, you can only sleep with me, but my bed is a single bed, can you make do with the bathtub?" ”

Hoshimi nodded directly without hesitation, which caught Hashimoto a little off guard. Hoshimi thought that her adaptability was excellent, although she slept in the toilet, but there was a bathtub to sleep on, at least without falling to the ground, she pondered for a few seconds and asked, "Can you give me a pillow?" The bath is still a bit hard and a pillow would be suitable. ”

Hashimoto didn't know how to describe this complicated mood for a while, looking at the completely different appearances of Hoshimi and his younger brother, but almost the same amazing receptivity, he couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only take the lead and said: "You are still serious about teasing you, sleep in the bedroom with me, I won't drive the guests to sleep in the toilet." ”

Hoshimi had an anti-guest momentum, and answered: "Nanami doesn't treat me as a guest." ”

Hashimoto quipped, "Then what do you do?" You have a pair of 'parents' and you are not satisfied, are you going to find a stepfather or a stepmother? ”

Xing was surprised, and immediately retorted: "I will never find myself a stepfather." She swallowed back the second half of the sentence at the right time, 'Unless this person is chosen for me.'

"Then I'm a stepmother?"

Hoshimi shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighed and said, "I can't stand more 'moms', one is enough for my headache, and two of them make my internal organs hurt." ”