"Let's get here today, and see you tomorrow, Xia Junjun."

At the door of the nursing home, as if sending her girlfriend home, Lisa sitting in the car waved her hand to Xia Junhao.

"If I could, I hope there would be no natto in my breakfast tomorrow."

What is romance, Xia Junhao thought about this question a long time ago and didn't come to a conclusion, but he can still do it by simply imitating him, even if this is not the dim alley downstairs of his girlfriend's house, his role and Lisa are reversed, and the two have no chance to parting kisses.

"No, good night."

After a little stunned for a second or two, Lisa directed the driver to drive to her villa, and soon, the car was swallowed up by the night, leaving Xia Junhao alone with a gift bag like a telephone pole in the dim sunset revealing a trace of blood.

"It's really glaring, or Saki-chan is cuter."

The sun is always the sun, and the convergence of the bright brilliance is not something that Xia Junhao, who is a mortal, can look at and analyze directly, after squinting his eyes and muttering a few sentences in his mouth, Xia Junhao walked to the sanatorium with today's loot.

"Pansy sanatorium? Looks like the name of a flower, right? What is the language of flowers? ”

After looking at the sunset for too long, Xia Junhao now has an astonishing brightness in everything in his field of vision, and he has to divert his attention to recover as soon as possible, and it is only now that he notices what the place where he has lived for a few months is called.

"Contemplative, happy... By the way, pansies seem to be spring flowers, right? Is it a new cold-resistant variety that will open in December? ”

Xia Junhao, who knew nothing at all, only recalled the general flower language, he simply gave up thinking, and cared about the flowering period of these pansies.

However, the pansies that bloomed outside the walls of the sanatorium were a mess, with yellow, red, purple, and obviously larger pansies blooming together. You can imagine the rancid smell of excessive drinking.

Glancing at the chaotic pansy a little boringly, Xia Junhao suddenly stopped in the middle of the road and stared at the small carpet of flesh and blood spread on the road a meter away.

The carpet of flesh and blood has the size of an adult man's palm, and is crushed by a brutal and fast force, such a tragic encounter, what kind of beautiful appearance the original owner is can no longer be easily distinguished by the naked eye, can only be confirmed from the feathers buried in the flesh and mud that it was once a bird flying freely in the sky, and for some reason died on the dusty earth.

“... It seems that there have been scenes like this before? ”

Encountering beautiful things by chance and passing away in a cruel manner, Xia Junhao suddenly had a little inspiration.

A little boy found a bird that fell to the ground injured in the fine rain, he had no malicious intentions, and planned to use the white plastic foam cover he picked up to catch the bird and take it home.

However, the plastic foam, which may have come from the packaging of large household appliances, did not seal well, and the bird escaped from the plastic foam after the only light in the darkness, and jumped away from the little boy to the edge of the road.

Naturally, the boy chased after him, and a car sped by, and the boy didn't even hear the sound of the bones being crushed, and the bird became one with the earth.

"This idea is not bad, you can consider the next depression plot, well, write it down first."

Picking a purple pansy and throwing it next to the flesh carpet, Xia Junhao quickly put this incident behind him.

A writer, as long as he has enough associative power, can always get a lot of ideas by going around casually outside, but these ideas may not be suitable for the subject matter that the writer is good at, but it is definitely right to write them down.

"Chiwa-chan ~ long time no see! I put your favorite band Claris... The new album is back! ”

After putting some snacks into the single room, Xia Junhao went to harass Qianhe again.

Although Qianhe is no longer the target of the strategy, she is a beautiful and cute prospective college student, and an elderly person like Xia Junhao, who exudes a decadent atmosphere at the age of 24, is very happy just to talk to her.

"Long time no see? Xia Junjun... All in all, thank you very much! ”

Neither can get a laugh, but it's not a complaint, Qianhe directly skipped the topic of not seeing for a long time, and took over Claris's new album very happily.

The Claris Band is an idol girl group with only two people, who debuted in the second year of junior high school and made a lot of fame in the idol circle.

"It's just a gesture, Chiwa-chan... Forget it, I'll go back to my room and rest for a while. ”

After spending an afternoon with Lisa in this city, Xia Junhao was also a little tired, and he had planned to ask Qianhe for some news, but now he temporarily extinguished this thought.

“... Great work. ”

Although he was a little concerned about what Xia Junhao wanted to ask, and kept reminding himself not to get involved too much with Xia Junhao, Qianhe still suppressed his curiosity.

"Good night... Chiwa-chan, have you been to other cities before? ”

Walking to the door, Xia Junhao suddenly asked again.

"Huh? I haven't been to other cities much, but I went to Hawaii with my parents when I was a child, and it looks like it's the 10th wedding anniversary..."

Unexpectedly, Xia Junhao wanted to ask this question, and Qianhe was stunned for a few seconds.

"Do you have any general impressions? For example, souvenirs, famous spots..."

The charm of chatting is that the topic can jump to an unrelated place anytime and anywhere, and then naturally get closer in this way, but now Xia Junhao seems to be just forcibly looking for a topic.

“Aloha？ Hula? Sorry, it's been too long, I can't remember..."

If it was just an ordinary chat, Qianhe wouldn't mind chatting with Xia Junhao very much, after all, it would be boring for a person to practice all the time.

"It's okay, Chiwa-chan's impression is similar to mine, if you have the chance, let's go again while you're not famous, it's not very convenient after you're famous."

ended the topic quite abruptly, and without waiting for Qianhe to answer, Xia Junhao turned around and left the luxurious double room, leaving a confused Qianhe.

Single room.

"Tuk tuk..."

The sound of knocking on the table that had not sounded for a long time, just a few knocks, Xia Junhao felt that his fingers had become delicate, and he was not used to this level of tingling, but now he needed a little stimulation to speed up the operation of his brain, so he lowered the strength and changed to his left hand to continue tapping.

"The next revelation... Maybe it's time to fall asleep? ”

I don't know how long I thought about it, Xia Junhao glanced out the window, the moon was a little bigger and a little rounder than he imagined.