"So you still haven't lost anything here this time, and you haven't lost much?" asked Allen.

"Yes. Riel said.

"What the hell is going on?" said 10,000 whys to Allen's mind. Last time, Riel said that he might have too much heart, but less than a week later, Riel actually saw the same situation with his own eyes.

"Get out of the way, I think it's necessary to take a good look. As he spoke, Alan dragged Riel up from the bed and crouched down in the spot that Riel had pointed out to him.

Their beds were low, and Alan crouched down just half a length above the bed. He lifted the futon and found nothing suspicious, and pinched the pillow again, finding that it was even more unlikely that there was anything hidden in the pillow, because their pillow was hard and solid.

"Weird, isn't it?" "Rare watched Alan search, trying to figure out all possible causes, "I wonder what he's doing by squatting at the head of my bed, trying to steal my stinky socks?"

"How is that possible!" Alan gave him a blank look. The search was fruitless, so he had to stand up and return to his bedside: "Although I don't know what he wants to do, it is better to pay close attention to his movements in the future...... We've already bumped into us twice, so what about when we didn't?"

"Yes......" Rare nodded, "I've decided to hang out less lately." We'd better keep one of them, so he doesn't have any other little moves. ”

As soon as Riel finished speaking, he heard the door squeak open, and Ian walked in from outside, still carrying a paper bag.

"Oh, that's great, you're both here!" Ian said as soon as he walked in, "Come try this, the restaurant just started serving it today." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a large string of black things from the paper bag. Since it was dark in the room, Alan lit the magic lamp and saw that it was a bunch of purple grapes.

"Wow! Looks great, one of my favorite fruits!" Rare took it without hesitation, having no resistance to food. It was Alan who said politely, "Thank you." ”

"It should be, it should be...... It's nothing more than you've done us before!" Ian snapped.

"It's so sweet!" they politely pulled off two of them and stuffed them into their mouths, without even peeling off the skin, "This is the best grape I've ever tasted in my life! It's like eating sugar! And the skin and core don't have to be spit out, just chew it and it tastes more fragrant!"

"No, I heard that this is a good breed that was just shipped from the city today, and has been bred for a whole summer!" said Ian, who couldn't help but be a little proud.

"One summer! Wow, that should be expensive! Riel asked.

"Uh...... It's okay, I've had a lot of money lately......" Ian's expression looked a little unnatural, "as long as you like it!"

However, Alan suddenly sensed that something was wrong, because this was not like Ian's style, he had always been extremely frugal.

"Haven't you been doing odd jobs lately?" asked Allen.

"Hmm...... There is no ......," Ian said.

"And where did you get the money?" Alan asked.

Ian obviously didn't expect Alan to hold on to this question, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Just then the door opened again, and this time it was Ivan who entered.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw the situation in the room, then walked over quickly, took Ian's arm and went back to their bedside.

Alan and Riel were curious, holding their breath and listening carefully to the movement.

"What are you doing!?" Alan looked angry when he heard Ivan ask in a low voice, "Why did you give them something so expensive?"

"What's the matter, isn't there a lot of ......" Ian's voice was small, barely audible just now.

"The money I gave you is just enough for the two of us to have a string, but I don't want you to buy it and give it away!" Ivan sounded rather annoyed.

"Oops...... Alright, alright, don't be angry, I'm not going to eat it, it's all right......" Ian said, "It's all for you, it's all for you." ”

Ivan seemed to be a little relieved: "You better remember, don't do this in the future!"

When Alan heard this, he realized that Ivan had brought these grapes back by the way when he told Ian to eat, but Ian took it upon himself to give them a bunch.

"Hey, that's stingy!It's a shame that we used to be so good to him!" Riel also heard Ivan's words, and then pouted and threw another grape into his mouth, "If you feel so distressed, you can buy it tomorrow and pay him back!"

But Eren frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey, try it, it's really delicious!" Riel said, handing over the grapes.

Looking at such a large string in front of him, Alan pulled down one, but he didn't put it in his mouth for a long time, but stared at this small purple fruit in a daze.

"Don't worry, it's just a bunch of grapes, no matter how expensive it is, we can afford it. Riel said.

"No, I'm not worried about this ......," Alan said, shaking his head.

"What's that?" asked Riel as he put one after the other into his mouth.

Alan was silent for a moment before asking, "Don't you think it's a bit too coincidental?"

"What?" Rare clearly didn't understand at all.

"You see him at your bedside, and then he suddenly doesn't know where he got the money to buy such expensive fruit to eat. ”

Riel was stunned for a moment, and realized that something was wrong.

"But...... I really don't have anything missing here......" He looked at his bed again, confused.

Allen's brows furrowed, and there was a long silence.

"That's not right...... Something must be missing!" After a long while, Alan suddenly whispered, "You imitate his movements for me!"

"What do you want to do?" Riel was still a little reluctant to think about the bunch.

Alan saw it, snatched the grapes in his hand directly, and said, "Hurry up! ”

"Really?" still worked, and Riel immediately jumped out of bed and squatted at the head of the bed.

"Hmm...... That's ...... seem to be it," Riel said, mimicking Ivan's movements.

"What is he ......" Alan was stunned for a moment, because he saw that Riel was squatting and trying to lean into the bed, "Moving your pillow?"

"Uh...... Seems so......" Rare scratched his head and stood up, "I remember it clearly, he's in this position, anyway. ”

"Alright!" Alan whispered, and then he glanced quietly over to the Ravan brothers, and saw that although he could not see Ivan's face, he could see his feet on the edge of the bed, and a slight "click, click" sound, presumably eating grapes against the wall.

He shoved the bunch back into Riel's hand, then crouched down again and began to scrutinize Riel's pillow.

Like him, Ariel's pillow is only about half a meter long, in a long shape, I don't know what the pillow core is made of, it feels hard to the touch. Although it's a little uncomfortable compared to the one at home, it's okay to make.

Alan flipped through the rummags and checked it several times, and found that it was still the same as the previous result, and there was nothing unusual.

But remembering Cynthia's reminder today, and what Riel had bumped into, he became more and more sure that there must be something wrong with this pillow, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

"Hey, I said, maybe he took a fancy to my pillow, but he was too embarrassed to change it with me. "With the grapes and Riel seemed very satisfied, and began to break the usual nonsense again, "But for the sake of this bunch of grapes, if he really asks me for this, I don't think I will mind." ”

Alan pursed his lips and gave him a blank look, ignoring him, but he remembered one thing when he said this: the last time he bumped into Ivan, he seemed to be at Rare's bedside when he sneaked around and didn't know what he was doing.

"Is there anything different about this pillow of his?" thought Allen.

"Lend me this!" said Allen, picking up the pillow and coming to his bed.

Riel looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Alan put Rare's pillow with his own, and found that the two pillows were basically identical, both in length, color, and texture.

He double-checked each of the two pillows, and there were no holes or holes in the pillowcases.

"What's the difference?" Alan wondered.

"Hey, he doesn't want my dandruff!" Riel chuckled and chuckled, "I haven't washed my hair in days, so I guess there's a lot of dandruff on it." ”

"You're disgusting!" Alan glared at him.

However, as soon as Allen's voice fell, the next second, his face suddenly changed, as if he had finally discovered something, and moved the magic lamp to this side again, and began to carefully compare the two pillows again.

"What's wrong? Did you find anything?" asked Riel as he noticed the change.

I saw Alan staring at the two pillows for a long time, then took a deep breath and looked surprised: "You really have something missing on your pillow......

"What's ......" Rare was startled by Alan's sudden discovery, and his hand that was putting grapes in his mouth froze in mid-air.

"See for yourself, how does your pillow compare to mine?" Alan swallowed, pulling him to him.

Seeing Allen's strange expression, Riel couldn't help but shudder, but he couldn't see the reason for it for a long time by looking at the light of the magic lamp, so he asked, "What's missing...... Just say it......"

I saw that Allen's face was solemn, he looked at him and then at the pillow, opened his mouth and closed it, and repeated it several times before squeezing out a word from between his teeth: "Hair." ”