"Fujiwara-sensei, what should I do......" Arima Zhai looked panicked, "Her has discovered my secret."

"Hey, hey." Arima Guixiang turned around dissatisfiedly and said, "I'm your sister, right, shouldn't you tell me a secret first?" What if I know about it?"

There is Ma Jianzhai did not speak, this is actually a ploy, emphasizing that his secret has been discovered, so that Ma Guixiang can ignore herself and scold her for being a dead pig.

"Okay, go back, you don't have to stay here with me anymore." Katsura Arima said.

"Well, ah, good." Arima Masai looked at Kei Fujiwara, and then at his sister and said.

"If you scold me for being a dead pig, I'll talk about it later." Katsura Arima smiled and looked at Arima Sasai.

Arima Zhai's face changed, and he hurriedly left.

Arima Sai turned around and left in three steps, and Arima Katsura looked at the bag of food in Kei Fujiwara's hand and asked, "What's delicious in it?"

"Ugh...... Roasted chicken rice with green onion and dessert, would you like a little? I can't eat it all by myself."

"Forget it, how can you give it to others casually because of the thoughts that the little girl gave you?" Arima Guixiang said, with a hint of mockery in her tone.

"Why can't even you ......?"

"Okay, I'm kidding you." Arima Katsuna looked down at the paper bag, "Give me the red bean soup."

Kei Fujiwara handed over the tin box full of red bean rice cakes, and Katsura Arima took it and said, "Then I'll go back first, and you can go to bed early, respected Fujiwara-sensei."

As he spoke, he slammed the door shut.

"Yin and Yang Strange ......" Kei Fujiwara muttered and returned to the room.

Kei Fujiwara ate scallion roast chicken rice and some desserts, because he had just woken up and was very energetic, and when he read the book and saw it in the middle of the night, he felt a little tired and went to bed with the lights out.

The next day, Kei Fujiwara slept until three o'clock in the morning before waking up, and when he woke up, there was a bag of cherries on the bedside table.

The cherries were already washed, Kei Fujiwara tasted it, it was sweet, the juice was like honey, and there was a post-it note on the paper bag: I wish us a speedy recovery. By the way, don't move the cherries in the lunch box, it's for Mori again's child.

Next to it is the iron box that filled the red bean soup yesterday, which is also full of cherries, and it is heavy. Kei Fujiwara stood up, walked out of the room, asked the nurse about the ward where the person who had had appendicitis surgery two days ago was, and went to visit.

Kei Fujiwara saw Riho Inoue's name outside the hospital room and knocked on the door, and Riho Inoue's voice came from inside: "Please come in, is it Mori Mata?"

Kei Fujiwara opened the door and smiled, "Miss Inoue, it's me."

Riho Inoue was stunned when she saw Kei Fujiwara, and subconsciously wanted to get out of bed, but the wound in her abdomen made her feel pain, and she subconsciously frowned.

"No need to be polite, just lie down." Kei Fujiwara said, holding up the iron lunch box in his hand, "I'm here to pay this back."

"I'm sorry, Fujiwara-sensei, I just found out that you were also in this hospital, but I just had surgery and it was inconvenient to visit, so I ......."

"It's okay, I'm fine, but you have to take care of yourself." Kei Fujiwara casually placed the lunch box on the bedside table, "How are you feeling now?"

….

"It's okay, the operation went well, when the appendicitis first attacked, I just thought I had a bad stomach, and I endured it for a long time, until the child came back and noticed that something was wrong, so I was sent to the hospital."

"Sen is a smart kid again." Kei Fujiwara nodded in approval, "Now she's able to take on the responsibility of the family."

"Who's to say it's not, sometimes I feel a little ashamed, with her, I'm like a child who needs to be taken care of at any time......" Inoue Riho said of Morimata, her face was full of spring breeze, and her face was much more ruddy, as a mother, the topic that interests her the most is often the topic of children.

It's not like Kei Fujiwara hasn't dealt with parents before, and he knows what topics to talk to them about.

Riho Inoue continued, "Then again, thank you too, dang

If it weren't for you......

"Ah, Fujiwara-sensei, please be seated." Seeing that Kei Fujiwara had been standing, Riho Inoue hurriedly pointed to the chair and said.

As soon as Kei Fujiwara sat down, the door to the ward opened, and Inoue Mori gasped and walked in, still holding two bouquets of flowers in his hands.

Inoue Mori's face turned red again, and when he saw Fujiwara Kei, he was a little surprised and delighted and said, "Fujiwara-sensei, why are you here?"

"I'm coming to see your mother." Kei Fujiwara said as he stood up with a smile.

Inoue Mori walked over again, put a bouquet of flowers in a vase on the bedside table, and then handed another bouquet to Kei Fujiwara: "Fujiwara-sensei, I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Thank you, Morita." Kei Fujiwara took the flower, thanked him with a smile, and then turned to Riho Inoue and said, "Then I won't bother you mother and daughter, I'll go first."

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Inoue Mori subconsciously wanted to leave Kei Fujiwara here, but seeing Riho Inoue sitting at the head of the bed, a little nervous and tense her upper body, so he held back the words in his stomach.

Kei Fujiwara left with a bouquet of flowers, and the moment he left the ward, Riho Inoue subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body relaxed.

Seeing his mother's appearance, Inoue Mori couldn't help but complain, "Mom, don't be so rusty in front of Fujiwara Sensei, others are very good."

Riho Inoue said, "Of course I know that Fujiwara-sensei is a good person, but ...... It's still going to be polite."

Riho Inoue sighed silently in her heart, saw the iron lunch box on the bedside table, and wanted to put it away, but found that the lunch box had become heavy.

After opening the lunch box, I found that there was a whole box of bright red cherries inside, the cherries had obviously been washed, and there were clear water droplets, each of which was full and bright red, and when I opened it, I could smell a fragrance.

A sweet smile suddenly appeared on Inouemori's face again, and he casually twisted a cherry and stuffed it into his mouth: "Mom, the cherry given by Fujiwara Sensei is so sweet, you can taste it too."

As he spoke, he picked one up and stuffed it into Inoue's mouth.

"Mom, what do you think Fujiwara-sensei is?" At this time, Inoue Mori suddenly asked again.

"Hmm......" Although I don't know why my daughter suddenly asked me such a question, Riho Inoue still thought about it seriously.

"Fujiwara-sensei is a very talented and very empathetic person." Riho Inoue raised her head slightly, recalling the few intersections she had with Kei Fujiwara, "He...... He is also very gentle, willing to help and help the weak, and is a very trustworthy person."

"Well, I agree. But Mom, I think Fujiwara-sensei is also a very poor person." Inoue Mori said suddenly.

"Pathetic?" Riho Inoue's eyes widened slightly in surprise, as if she didn't quite understand why the word was used on Kei Fujiwara.

Pity is not a word of praise, but Kei Fujiwara is a person who seems to have everything, wealth, industry status, fame, he has it all. And he is still in the prime of life, with a healthy body and a lot of time to enjoy these things, how can he be called a poor man.

"Fujiwara-sensei has no family, in fact, most of the time he is very lonely, and many people approach him in the hope of getting something from him. I have a mother and a grandmother, but Fujiwara-sensei has no one who can think about him unconditionally."

Inoue Mori lowered his head again and said, "Perhaps, Fujiwara-sensei should have a home."

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