When Yuemi and Lin Lin returned home,.

Anna has always been in charge of the round-trip transfers, and this time was no exception.

After seeing Tsukiya return home, Anna closed the car window and left.

As soon as he walked into the house, Yuemi put the document bag in his hand on the shoe cabinet in the entrance and stretched.

"Tired?"

Lin Lin walked around the front of Yuemi with his hands behind his back, lowered his head and looked at Yuemi who raised his face.

Smiling slightly, Yuemi reached out and pressed Lin Lin's face and pushed gently: "It's not that I'm painting, how can I feel tired." ”

"Yes." Lin Lin shrugged his shoulders and didn't say much, and floated towards the room.

It's already night, but it's still a little early to go to bed.

After thinking about it, Lin Lin floated into the kitchen and took out a kettle and began to boil water, while Yuemi, who was lying on the sofa with a document bag, shouted lazily: "Lin Lin~Put some hot water in the bath~"

"Do this little thing yourself!"

Having said that, Lin Lin turned on the faucet of the bath through the wall, and then returned to the kitchen.

Warm the tea set, take out the tea leaves, pour the boiling hot water into the kettle, close the teapot with a click, and flip the hourglass at hand.

Lin Lin likes to make tea.

The time when waiting for the fragrance of black tea to gradually escape always made Lin Lin feel wonderful.

It was as if I had regained my body, my heart was beating steadily, and a sense of tranquility without ripples emerged from my heart. Flash Dance.

The time to warm the tea set, the temperature of the boiling water, the way to pour the tea.

Yuemi always said that the black tea brewed by Lin Lin was much better than the black tea in the restaurant outside.

Is that really the case?

Lin Lin didn't have a bottom in his heart.

She didn't think she would be better at making tea than the clerks in that kind of black tea house, and she didn't think that the tea leaves at home would be very high-end.

Probably, the only difference is that Lin Lin's black tea is only brewed for Yuemi alone, that's all.

"Be careful that there is too much water in the bath."

Glancing at the living room, Yue Mi was sitting on the sofa as expected, and he didn't know what he was doing, so Lin Lin reminded him casually.

"Oh-"

Although it was an "oh" sound, Yuemi didn't get up right away, and it wasn't until the sand in the hourglass was nearly half less that Yuemi got up from the sofa and walked into the bathroom to close the door.

And when Yuemi came out with a long wet hair, Lin Lin just took out the black tea that was already a little cooler and put it on the coffee table.

"Help me blow my hair."

"Forget it yourself, bring the hair dryer."

Yuemi, who changed into a pale yellow pajamas, immediately took out a hair dryer from the drawer, and then sat down on the sofa obediently.

"Really,"

It's not a complaint, it's probably just a matter of thinking about it and mentioning it in passing.

While speaking, Lin Lin picked up the hair dryer in his right hand and held the wooden comb in his left hand.

Feeling her hair being picked up, Yuemi felt a little itchy, and couldn't help but shrink her neck: "I'll talk about it then." ”

It's really capricious.

Lin Lin turned on the hair dryer, tested the temperature with his hands, and only after he felt that it was suitable did he blow Yuemi's long hair along the wooden comb.

Obviously, I haven't used conditioner or anything, and shampoo is the kind that most people use, but Yuemi's hair is still unusually good, like pinching a good silk cloth, which is a bit of a mouthful.

"I always feel that there is no real feeling."

Suddenly, Yuemi said.

"You mean?"

Lin Lin concentrated on combing Yuemi's hair, and there was no match.

"I'm talking about the end of Death Note."

"Haven't you already finished drawing? Now you suddenly feel like you don't feel real? ”

Hearing this, Lin Lin laughed.

"It's not like that!" Yuemi turned her head and glared at Lin Lin, and continued, "I mean, although I have already drawn all the content of 'Death Note' before, but, how to say, it wasn't until Ji Kaiwei told me about this today that I suddenly had a kind of, ah, is it over?" That's how it feels. ”

"So, how do you feel about the successful completion of the comic you drawn?"

"Honestly, nothing special." Yuemi shook her head, "I didn't feel joy, nor did I have any complicated emotions, I just felt a little, well, not very real, like a flower in the moon mirror in the water." ”

Lin Lin tilted his head: "Then Yuemi, what do you want to feel?" ”

Yuemi wrinkled her little face and pondered, and finally got the answer: "Not to mention jumping up with excitement, at least there should be a little joy and reluctance?" ”

I want to keep drawing or something.

"But in my opinion, Yuemi, aren't you in a good mood right now?"

"Really?"

"Yes."

"But I don't think so?"

"You're trying to bite me before you go out this morning."

Lin Lin sharply pointed out the difference between this morning and the current Yuemi.

Yuemi's face flushed: "It's not so exaggerated!" ”

Lin Lin's body tilted to dodge Yuemi's elbow blow: "Wow, don't suddenly move your hands and feet!" ”

"Hmph."

The girl snorted coldly.

The matter of blowing her hair was quickly resolved, after all, before Yuemi came out of the shower, the wet hair had already been wiped with a dry towel.

After drinking the black tea poured by Lin Lin in one gulp, Yuemi stood up.

"I don't know why I always feel like something is going to happen, forget it, maybe it's an illusion, I'll go back to my room."

After speaking, Yuemi waved her hand, leaving Lin Lin with a back for her to clean up the mess.

"Really" sighed daily, Lin Lin finished his cup of black tea, and then slowly began to pack up his things, clean the tea set, and then tidy up the document bag that Yuemi casually put on the coffee table, "But suddenly said that something would happen"

Forget it, in short, I felt that Yuemi was in a good mood after she came back, and Lin Lin didn't mean to go to Yuemi's room to disturb her rest, so she simply went back to her room to play on the computer.

Since Yuemi thinks something will happen, let's pay attention to the information about "Death Note" on the Internet, and if there are bad signs or something, they can also let Ji Kaiwei deal with them in advance.

However, Lin Lin had just turned on the computer and entered the standby screen, when Yuemi's voice suddenly sounded.

"Lin Lin! Lin Lin! Hurry up! ”

"Huh?"

It sounded a little anxious, so Lin Lin threw away the mouse and went directly through the wall to Yuemi's room.

"What's wrong? What happened? ”

The light in Yuemi's room was turned off, so Lin Lin, who came to the girl's room, asked as soon as he could.

Then, Yuemi turned around and leaned out towards Lin Lin with something in her hands.

It was a bottle.

A bottle containing the sand of the stars.

The sand that used to be only a shallow layer has gradually piled up.

It's like a dream.

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