37. In the passing time, against the current (4)
Seeing the smile on his face, Kurosawa squinted slightly, and a relieved gasp leaked from his lips.
She tinkered with the bag on the table, rubbing it in a crisp voice, and said abruptly:
"When I went to Niigata City in the morning, I happened to meet Starbucks doing an event, and I bought one get one free for an extra large cup of caramel Frappuccino."
"Huh?"
Jiang Yuan looked at Kurosawa in a daze, her long hair was like a lead-gray pen mark left on the homework book, shining faintly in a beam of sunlight.
- Will she be greedy for cheap?
"This is delicious, I will buy a drink when I pass by when I have time, it tastes very good."
Kurosawa ignored Jiang Yuanshen's questions completely, just inserted the straw into the caramel Frappuccino and handed it to him directly.
Jiang Yuan was stunned for a while, he didn't quite understand.
"What are you doing? Hold it for me. ”
Kurosawa's eyes under her long eyelashes narrowed slightly, and she whispered,
"It takes more than an hour to come by boat from Niigata, and it takes two hours to get back to you, and the milk and sugar will not taste good after a long time, so don't say it's unpalatable."
"Uh......"
Jiang Yuanshen took the caramel frappuccino in confusion, took the straw in his mouth, and sucked it gently.
The mellow milky aroma wraps around the tongue, and the mellow flavor is mixed with the sweetness of caramel sauce.
The thick liquid slides down the throat, the cold air caresses the inside of the body, and the heat is quickly lost from the body.
Only then did he realize that his body was so lacking in sugar, and his whole body was thirsty for food.
Kurosawa saw that he drank without the slightest gesture, and finally opened his pink little lips and took the straw in his mouth.
Jiang Yuanshen raised his eyebrows, as if he heard the coquettish moans of the cream as it was licked by her little tongue.
The two would occasionally look at each other, as if the known concept of time existed only between them, circulating in a small but light-filled space.
Firewood had explored enough of the new area, and finally lay on the ground motionless.
It was not until the straw made a "sizzling" sound that Jiang Yuanshen stopped sipping, and he had to savor the charm left in his mouth for a long time.
Kurosawa looked at the Frappuccino that he had only drunk a third of in his hand, and then handed it over and said, "This is still there, do you drink it?" ”
Jiang Yuanshen shook his head and said, "...... No, this is what you drink, I can buy it myself. ”
"Don't waste food, I can't drink it."
"I don't like to eat people's saliva."
"Don't talk nonsense! There's no saliva in this! Kurosawa narrowed her eyes slightly, pinched the straw with her little hand and pulled it out, "That's no problem, right?" Obviously a boy, more hypocritical than me. ”
Jiang Yuan pursed her lips cautiously, and from the gap between her black hair, her faint red earlobes could be vaguely seen.
"I'll give it back to you later."
As he spoke, he took the Frappuccino she had drunk and inserted his straw into it.
Kurosawa stared at him with one hand on his cheek, and his thin chest, which only a teenager had, was rising and falling slightly with his breathing.
"I'm telling you, it's not sold on Zhitori Island."
The corners of her mouth naturally raised into a smile, and her pink nails were shining innocently.
"If you go out of the island in the future, I'll buy it for you." Jiang Yuanshen said.
Outside the window, in a slight gentle scent, the ocean shone softly, and several white gulls were seen in the sky.
Kurosawa loved to be quiet, waiting until Jiang Yuanshen finished eating, and watched him throw the cup into the trash.
"Alright, come on." Kurosawa said with a mischievous smile as he crossed his legs.
"Ahem, ahem!!" Jiang Yuanshen's hand pinched his throat, the Frappuccino was still too cold, "What's coming?" ”
His answer made Kurosawa look angry, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Praise me, of course! Is your brain only reading? ”
"Praise you?"
A blush appeared on Kurosawa's cheeks, and he stroked his long black hair, and said in a tone that was even sharper than usual:
"That's right! Praise me! I'm so rich, so cute, and so caring, don't I deserve your praise? ”
Her hands clenched the hem of the black dress tightly, as if to cheer herself on.
The sudden "asking for praise" made Jiang Yuanshen a little confused, but he still spread his hands and applauded:
"Kurosawa-san, you are so nice, not only rich, but also cute and beautiful, and so caring."
"Are you stupid?!" Kurosawa's loving little face turned red even on his neck, and his eyelashes trembled like butterflies flapping their wings, "Did I let you read it out as I said!" ”
"And how do you want me to praise you?"
"It's really hopeless...... Kurosawa felt a hot face, and the heart in her chest beat faster, and she glared at her with awkward eyes, "You always have other words of praise, right?" It's like the kind of ...... that makes people feel better."
“...... Kurosawa-san, are you very good at taking care of people? Jiang Yuanshen stared at her with transparent eyes.
"Huh? This sounds good, tell me more about it. Kurosawa tilted her head slightly, her light hair running down her shoulders like water.
Jiang Yuanshen looked at the striped lines on the futon, and said with a wry smile in a low voice:
"If it were an ordinary person doing this, it would make me feel like a charity from the strong to the weak, but I can't detect it in you, it's better to say that I'm quite enjoying it, I always thought that the eldest lady looked down on ordinary people, but you don't seem to be like that."
Kurosawa's loving face was as hot as a boiling kettle, and she raised her hand to pinch the bridge of her nose and said:
"Actually, I'm really willful, so you don't have to praise me too much."
"It's okay, I'm saying polite words, if you can think so."
"What?!" Kurosawa's tone of pity was hurried, and he abruptly stood up from the sofa, "Polite words? I can say that's a polite remark! Only you can't say it's polite words! ”
"Calm down, I'm kidding."
"Humph!" Kurosawa sat back down, glancing at him with his arms folded, "Hey, have you been living alone lately?" ”
Jiang Yuan took a short breath cautiously, nodded and said, "Well, now it is." ”
Kurosawa's toes jumped up and down, putting on a helpless look:
"Ah, it seems that there is really no way, I will come to see you often these days, but the time is not fixed, and I ......"
"Kurosawa-san."
"Huh?"
"Why do you want to do this?"
Kurosawa was stunned for a moment, tilted his head slightly to stare at his face, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Why do you want to do this?" ”
"First came to Zhitori Island to get a pen, and now you're doing this to me again, don't you like me?" Jiang Yuanshen said in a joking tone.
Kurosawa looked at him with pity, his clean and fresh smile, and the boy's messy hair was like a crow's wet feathers.
Her chest rose and fell slightly, and the sound she exhaled was quieter than winter snow, and through the particles of light in the space, it fell into Jiang Yuanshen's ears.
It's very simple, but it seems to be gradually revealing its true nature.
"Yes, I like you, please pack up your mood and go back to Tokyo with the best of me."