The balcony of the apartment was replaced with a new light bulb, and the incandescent lamp plated Hoshimi Mibu with a layer of white, and his freshly washed and dried hair looked fluffy, and it exploded on his head in a mess, and the hair tied behind his ears was also awkwardly leaning straight against his face.

Nana Hashimoto didn't come out of the bathroom, with a layer of white mist behind her back, and her wet hair hung down on her shoulders, leaving a gray oval shadow on the towel. She quietly slowed down her steps to the balcony door frame, watching Hoshimi's fingers hit the screen angrily, knocking out a series of heavy muffled sounds, not knowing whether to feel sorry for the phone or her fingers first.

"You're visiting the forums again? There is no need to affect your mood because of other people's evaluations. Hashimoto's hand rested on Hoshimi's shoulder and patted it gently.

Xing saw some grievances, out of sight and out of mind, threw her fingers on the small table she had just bought, and the rocking chair swayed back and forth, she sat on it with her feet crossed like an old man, with a puff fan in her hand, and she relied on her movements to write the summer of the elderly.

"I wanted to visit the forum, but I was banned! They actually reported me! I can't figure it out! She punched the armrest of the rocking chair, the wooden armrest steadily withstood her punch, and the damage rebounded unmoved, and the angry Hoshimi withdrew his hand in grief and quickly blew it, but the abdomen of the hand had already left a shallow red mark.

"What a broken chair! So hard! ”

Hashimoto looked at her amusedly, and couldn't help but sneer, "Didn't you move this chair back?" You also said that you should cool off on the balcony in the summer, except for a few clothes that are drying on this balcony now, are you moving back to furnishings, right? ”

Hoshimi, who was forced to accept reality, could only continue to mumble dissatisfiedly: "Then who made this chair so hard......"

"I remember when you bought it, you proudly showed me that you just bought it because you thought it was strong, right? I jumped up in front of the boss in a furniture store to verify it, so I made up my mind to buy it. ”

Hoshimi wrinkled her nose and didn't dare to continue her thoughts, otherwise she would be the only one who would be hurt. She expertly lowered the back of her chair with her hands raised, and lay lazily on the chair like a cartilaginous animal, the incandescent light shaking her eyes, making her squint irritably and raise her hands to cover her eyes, ready to sulk without saying a word.

Hashimoto sat down on the chair opposite him and began to wipe his hair, and the evening breeze blew the corners of Hashimoto's mouth.

The cicadas chirped constantly, and the passing birds stopped on the branches from time to time, and then spread their wings and fluttered away, and the lush branches and leaves rustled.

Hoshimi covered his eyes with one hand in annoyance, and with the other hand, he grabbed the leaves of the Phnom Penh spider plant that had just entered the house on his side, and Hashimoto, who was idle on the side, also felt distressed.

"Are you going to get the spider plant bald?" Hashimoto looked at her with an eyebrow.

This pot of spider plants was also moved back by Hoshimi, and when Hashimoto was not paying attention, I don't know when all kinds of small things appeared in the house.

A vase of perfume lilies in full bloom suddenly appeared on the dining table, ordinary tissues suddenly put on new clothes and were packed in strangely shaped sculptural tissue boxes, and a washed doll bear sat quietly on an empty chair next to the dining table. Even when she was taking a bath in the bathroom just now, she found that there was an extra bath fragrance by the sink, which was prepared by Hoshimi in advance, and when she stepped into the bathroom, she was greeted with a soothing aroma that escaped.

Hashimoto learned Hoshimi to lie lazily on the chair, not paying attention to his hair that was still steamy, just like he didn't count the time when he took a shower today, and couldn't help but worry about the water bill in his heart. Life and the comfort of her long-unveiled face suddenly came to her, revealing her presence all around her, like the giant baby who was still in a tantrum lying opposite her, seeping into every detail of her life. The two of them also seemed to have forgotten the vacant next door that had been cleaned up a long time ago.

"It's so easy to get bald." Hoshimi withdrew her hand, and there was already a broken green leaf on the ground, she blew off the mud on her hand, glanced at Hashimoto's elder-like stern appearance with resentment, and complained, "Nanami is getting more and more fierce... It used to comfort me..."

"Do you need any comfort?" Hashimoto glanced at her and rubbed his worried brow, "If you have the same routine as before, and go to bed after doing your homework and playing mahjong, will I say you?" I stay up late every night playing on my phone, and I really don't know what attracts you to the forum. ”

Hoshimi straightened his neck and retorted: "I'm not here for the forum at all, I'm just here to prove my innocence!" ”

"It's you yourself who said it to Ikuma, 'Don't expect everyone to like you, just that the people who support you can get to know you better with your efforts.'" That's what you said, right, are you now running to the forum to prove your innocence? Well? ”

Hoshimi looked at the obvious playful smile on Hashimoto's face, and only felt that there was suffering in his heart and said, "I just went to tell the truth in the posts posted by my fans!" You look at these strange analyses of them. ”

She picked up her phone again, flipped out the historical record, and explained in front of Hashimoto, "On the morning after the last camping, wasn't I responsible for taking pictures of my sleeping face?" Then my fans just messed up the post and analyzed it, it was bullshit, I rubbed my eyes and became tired and abused, and Ikuma helped me comb my hair and was almost said to want to steal my camera, what is this? ”

"If I were a fan of yours, I might have reported you too." Hashimoto looked at Hoshimi's reply message and smiled, his finger slid back and forth curiously, and found that the more he looked at Hoshimi's reply, the funnier it became, "You'd better pray that your ID will never be appealed successfully, and you'd better stay away from the lives of fans." ”

"Why report me! In order to prove that I am really kind to the group, I also specially posted Amway everyone, but the administrator also blocked my post, saying that my posting was not standardized! I was actually blocked for posting in my own fan board! I'm angry! ”

In order to fight for a breath, Hoshimi surrounded Hashimoto and constantly cited his various experiences of persecution in the forum during this time, but stopped at the signal of Hashimoto, who was almost laughing, Hashimoto hurriedly snatched Hoshimi's mobile phone to prevent her from taking out a bunch of jokes to hurt the corners of her already sour mouth.

"How can you describe yourself like this, one will say that you seem to be tanned, and the other will say that you have too many shots, aren't you waiting to be scolded by fans? Don't complain. Saying that, Hashimoto quickly helped Hoshimi delete the draft box that he didn't have time to relax, "You let yourself go, I promise not to talk about you if you stay up late to play mahjong in the future." ”

"Why!" Hoshimi grabbed his phone and sat down in the rocking chair, his body shaking unsteadily, and her fluffy hair was scratched by her.

Hashimoto noticed that her phone was lit up again, and held her stomach to remind Hoshimi to check the information quickly and prevent her from thinking about the forum again.