14. Our chopsticks

"Chaokong, you can't do this, how can you sleep late as a student?" Qing Shui Jian took a bite of the pineapple bun and said bitterly.

Shaking Xing in the air glared at him angrily, and pulled the corners of his mouth in confusion: "It's not your turn to teach me a lesson, eat your bread." ”

Ken Shimizu: "(; ′⌒`)......”

"And what about your breakfast? Got to eat? Jiang Yuanshen asked with a frown.

Chaokong shook the apricot in silence for a while, and explained: "It's too late for me to wake up, so I haven't had time to eat breakfast......."

The girl had a slight self-deprecating smile on her face, but Jiang Yuanshen didn't laugh calmly.

Under the bus stop, the appearance of the hair on her forehead blown by the wind was very clear in her mind.

Today was hotter than ever, and she rushed to the bus stop without sweating when she didn't have time to do so.

Jiang Yuanshen realized that Chaokong Shaoxing was lying to him, but he didn't ask why calmly.

It's like adding new pigments to reconcile the dirty colors on the palette, but in the end the pigments will only become more cloudy, black, and less beautiful.

- What is the point of questioning if there is no benefit other than to know the truth by force?

"If you don't mind, why don't you eat together?" Jiang Yuanshen said.

Chaokong Shaoxing looked at the discounted bento he pushed over, and said with a wry smile: "Just now I was still persuading you not to eat ......"

"There aren't that many options right now." Jiang Yuanshen took out the disposable wooden chopsticks, looked at her and said, "Is it okay to be like when you were a child?" ”

Shaking the apricot in the air couldn't help but froze, and the eyes like crystal balls seemed to be washed by a clear spring, and they were extremely clear.

Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she looked at the chopsticks and nodded up and down extremely hard.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Yuan, who was affirmed, took the wooden chopsticks apart neatly, and then folded them in half-

"Click"

The wooden chopsticks are broken in half.

In the past, when they went out to buy fried noodles on the street, two boxes were too much for them, so they often only bought one box, and they were embarrassed to ask the boss for more chopsticks, and finally split the chopsticks in half and ate them together.

Shaking Xing in the air, he saw that he was lowering his head and carefully picking out the small wooden thorns at the fracture, and the depths of his pupils seemed to be flashing with innocent feelings like a child.

"Well, can you still hold it?" Her tone was satisfied, and she muttered softly.

Jiang Yuanshen picked up the reduced version of the chopsticks, the cracked wooden thorns were clearly visible in the sunlight, although his hands were a little unsuitable for this kind of short chopsticks, but he could barely use them.

"Yes, this one is for you."

“...... Good. ”

Shaking the apricot in the air took the chopsticks with both hands, there was not a single wooden thorn on it, and it was really cleaned up by him.

She felt that there was some kind of special connection between herself and Jiang Yuanshen, and her heart was full of incredible sweetness.

When Jiang Yuanshen opened the box, Chaokong Shaoxing suddenly remembered something, and immediately pressed his arm and said, "That's right!" The home economics classroom can be hot! Let's go there! ”

"Huh? No problem? ”

"No problem! The home economics classroom has always been unlocked! Grab the bento and I'll reheat the rice for you! ”

She expressed her frank true feelings with a smile on her face, which made Jiang Yuanshen's chest hot.

Watching the two pack up their things and leave the classroom, Qing Shui Jian, who had been silently eating pineapple buns, curled his chin tightly.

"Dogs are really amazing creatures, and they will stay without hesitation even if they know they will be killed."

Swinging apricot in the air outside the corridor, small steps to the window to look in, skirt with the owner is also swinging slightly.

"Great, no one."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and finally made a bold stride to the door and pulled open the sliding door.

Jiang Yuanshen followed behind her, he had not taken a housekeeping class yet.

But it doesn't matter, he thinks he is far ahead of the average high school student in housekeeping.

The home economics classroom at Chitori High School is not large, and there are not many ingredients, but there are basic appliances such as microwave ovens, induction cookers, and sterilizers.

Shake the apricot in the air and walk to the corner and open the circuit cover.

"Let me see...... Here you have to power up first......"

Taking advantage of her tinkering skills, Jiang Yuanshen walked to the induction cooker, which was an unknown second-tier brand.

"Can you pull the curtains?" He asked.

Shaking Xing in the air turned his head and responded to him with a strange expression: "...... Why not? ”

"Did I really pull away?"

"It's okay, even if the teacher sees it, he won't say anything."

After being confirmed again, Jiang Yuanshen opened the curtains and opened the window.

"Die——!"

There was an excited roar coming from the baseball field, and the crisp sound of a metal baseball hitting a baseball echoed through the field.

Under the clear blue sky, baseball was like a cloud flying backwards and wanting to return to the sky.

Jiang Yuanshen's eyes looked at the baseball field, and he saw that the boy who had been in the early stages of Jinghai Shenyue was vigorously wielding a bat.

The ball hit was a home run, and Ito-sam shook his body slightly with pleasure.

Not wanting to leave his gaze on the boy for too long, Jiang Yuanshen's eyes peeked at the green shoots on the branches of the cherry trees, and downward, peeking at the traces of the black-haired girl.

Under the branches, the deep moon of the still sea is slowly rubbing the palms of her hands, like a mother caressing the child's faintly aching belly, with gentle hands.

Cherry blossom waves churned through the trees in the courtyard, and the sunlight filtered through the intersecting branches, spilling through the lines of leaves, sieving late spring shadows on her small face.

Simple, tranquil, and beautiful.

"Why don't we try a kiss?"

The moment I saw her, this sentence came back to my mind.

Jiang Yuanshen even expected that Jinghai Shenyue would suddenly raise her head and stare at the scene here.

"There's also an egg ——! here"

There was an excited shout from the sky, and Jiang Yuanshen seemed to be convicted of "voyeurism" at that moment, and he was scared into a cold sweat.

As if if if he didn't leave quickly, the peaceful scenery around him would be completely destroyed, Jiang Yuan cautiously left the window naturally and looked at the sky shaking apricots.

She has a bright red apron around her slender waist, she looks inexplicably ripe, and the egg in her hand is in front of her left eye.

"Those who stay here may be rotten eggs that have been dropped." Jiang Yuanshen said with a smile.

"Rotten eggs should be thrown in the trash, I found them in the cupboard."

Shake the apricot in the air and take out a bowl from the cupboard and expertly break the egg.

The clear egg white wraps around the yolk and flows out of the cracked shell, the perfect gel that babies can't help but put in their mouths.

"Look, it's good." The gaze of the apricot shaken in the air was quite complacent.

"You also like to pick up cheap, it seems that we are the same kind of people."

"Hee-hee, you find a place to sit and wait for me to finish frying."

- Is this girl an angel or a Buddha living in her heart?

There is a kind of tranquility wafting in the air of the housekeeping room, as if it is full of sweet wine, exuding a faint fragrance.

The smell of fried rice gently blends with the body and makes you feel nostalgic in your heart.

Looking at the side, the spoon shook the apricot in the air and kept giggling.