"Movies?" Arima Katsuna blinked,

"What movie?"

"I haven't figured it out yet." Kei Fujiwara said.

"Then you think slowly." Katsura Arima took the cherry box aside, rubbed her knees slowly on the sheets, hesitated slightly, and then sat down in Kei Fujiwara's arms.

Fujiwara Kei gently wrapped his hands around her waist, and Arima Katsura put her head on Fujiwara Kei's head,

"By the way, you first met me two years ago, how did you feel about me?" Arima Katsura asked suddenly.

"How I felt at the time......" Fujiwara Kei's mind was blank, there was actually no special feeling at the time, and she was not the only actress in the group at that time, at that time Fujiwara Kei was so busy as an ad that his feet did not touch the ground, and his busy work was a killer of desire, and 996 was the best contraceptive pill.

No matter how beautiful and moving a woman is, it is difficult for him to feel it when she stands in front of a person who is half tired and half dead. But the atmosphere is all set here, and you have to feel it if you don't feel it, so Kei Fujiwara decided to make it up.

"I wanted this woman to be the heroine of my story."

"But I don't want anyone other than me to be the hero."

"So I decided to write her as a widow." Kei Fujiwara said nonsense. Arima Katsuna put a heavenly spirit cover on Kei Fujiwara's chin,

"You're perfunctory to me, you." Fujiwara Kei boarded Arima Katsuna's head and took a sip,

"I don't remember how I felt before, but I can describe how I feel now." The two were tired of being crooked for a while, Fujiwara Kei was about to go back, but Arima Katsura was temperamental, and hugged Fujiwara Kei's arm tightly.

"You stay here with me for a while, I slept too long on the first day, my routine was messed up, and then I started to lose sleep at night. You put me to sleep, and when I'm asleep, will you go again? Kei Fujiwara looked at Katsura Arima, smiled, and whispered in her ear, "What if I can't help it?" Arima Guixiang also smiled: "Can't help what?" ”

"Can't help but wake you up when you're about to fall asleep."

"Scum!" Arima Guixiang said indignantly, and then shouted softly: "Naked strangle!" Immediately afterwards, Fujiwara Kei's shoulders and neck sank, and the whole person was pressed on the bed by Arima Katsura, and then hugged Fujiwara Kei's waist tightly, buried his face in his chest, and closed his eyes tightly.

Fujiwara Kei gently stroked Arima's hair and looked out the window at the night sky, the night in Tokyo was always so bright, and the neighborhood was full of buildings with higher floors than the hospital they were in, probably clubs and the like.

"It's really hard, I haven't ......been off work until now," Kei Fujiwara muttered. But when I thought that the crews under my command might be working overtime to shoot now, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

However, there is indeed no way to shoot the show according to the shift, and the mode of filming and broadcasting is destined to be extremely compressed in this line of work, extremely idle when you are free, and extremely busy when you are busy.

As the economic bubble burst, many business owners have spoken out openly while the clubs have made frequent layoffs

The concept that "the annual merit sequence system is no longer applicable to the current society". The members of the club are facing the crisis of expulsion all the time, and it is even more involved.

In particular, some old employees are even more miserable, thinking that they can stay up until they are about to retire, but they didn't expect to have to compete with young people.

And due to the change in social climate, today's young employees are far less obedient than they used to be.

"I'm pretty lucky, otherwise, I might be behind a window in this building now......" Fujiwara Kei looked out the window and thought wildly, and at this moment, Fujiwara Kei felt Arima Kasuka sink in his arms.

Kei Fujiwara looked down, his fingers gently rubbing his fingers against her face, but nothing happened.

"Asleep......" Kei Fujiwara couldn't help but laugh out loud, you call this insomnia. Kei Fujiwara kissed Katsura Arima lightly on the face, and then was about to withdraw his hand to leave, but Kei Arima grabbed Kei Fujiwara's arm in front of his chest and couldn't pull it out at all.

Kei Fujiwara ruffled her hair, and had to wait for her to roll over or relax after falling asleep, and then quietly left.

Fujiwara Kei tugged at the quilt, changed himself into a comfortable position, and slowly lay down. The next day.

Arima got up early, brushed his teeth, washed his hair, had breakfast, and changed into brand new clothes.

Mrs. Arima was a little stunned, Arima Zhai was difficult to get up, and it took Mrs. Arima half a day to pull him out of the bed every day.

But today I don't know what's going on, as soon as the alarm goes off, he rolls forward and stands up from the bed, looking in a good mood, ready to go to the hospital with his mother to pick up his sister.

Is it because Guixiang has recovered, so she is so happy? Mrs. Arima looked at her son and said, "Oh, I've grown up...... Arima and Mrs. Arima came to the hospital where Arima Katsura was, and when the two were walking to the ward, Mrs. Arima happened to meet the doctor, so she stood and chatted with him a few more words.

Arima Masai didn't want to wait for his mother, and after picking up his sister, he seemed to be looking for someone else, so he went directly to Arima Guixiang's hospital room first.

After opening the door of the room, Arima Masai saw the quilt raised high on the bed, Arima Masai frowned, and said in his heart: When did she become so big?

However, without much thought, he stepped forward directly and lifted the quilt. After opening it, Arima Masai suddenly stood in place like a stone statue.

On the hospital bed, Fujiwara Kei put his arms around Arima Katsuna's waist, and the two of them were sleeping sweetly like twins soaked in amniotic fluid.

Arima was stunned for three seconds at first, and then reacted quickly, and quickly pushed the two with his hands to wake them up.

Fujiwara Kei and Arima Katsura gradually came to their senses, and Arima Katsura sat up, rubbed her worried eyes, looked at Arima Masai and said, "Masai, you're here, where is Mom?" ”

"I'm glad I'm here alone, what's the matter with you two? This is a hospital, so you don't need to be in such a hurry, right? ”

"The two of us?" Ma Guixiang was stunned, but immediately after, a figure in front of her also sat up.

Keiya Fujiwara rubbed his eyes, looked at Arima Sai in front of him, and then looked back at Arima Katsuka, and fell silent for a while.

Arima Guixiang subconsciously opened her mouth wide: "You didn't go back yesterday." Arima Sai had a straight face, looking at the two, and always felt that these two guys were playing double yellow in front of him.

"You ......" Arima tried to torture the two of them, but it was too late, and he keenly heard a familiar footstep, the sound of Mrs. Arima walking, walking in the direction of the ward.

Arima Guixiang was obviously familiar with this voice, and suddenly became a little flustered,

"Mom...... Mom is here too? The Arima sisters and brothers immediately panicked, and the two of them began to look around the room very tacitly, to see if there was anything to hide, but there was no wardrobe in the room, and there was nothing to cover under the bed.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and there was almost a distance of less than twenty meters, Arima Sasai looked at Fujiwara Kei, and suddenly showed an expression of death, and said, "Fujiwara-sensei, I really want to be an actor." As he spoke, he clenched his fists and punched himself in the nose.