My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

　　 It's spring now, and it's not bad to be self-willed occasionally.

　　 Xia Xilin thought so.

　　 Her long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

　　 There was a snoring sound in her ear, and she looked sideways at the Fujiwara starry sky.

　　 Xia Xilin noticed that his eyelashes were not shorter than his own, his skin was soft and shiny, his lips were slightly open, and his unsuspecting ears were as smooth as fresh blobs.

　　 The two bodies are next to each other under the quilt, and you can feel his thin chest rising and falling with the regular breathing.

　　 is still just a kid...

　　 Well, it looks okay, not to lose.

　　 But she is still a little uncomfortable. For the first time in her seventeen years of life, she was lying on the same bed with a man, and trying to force herself to accept it might become the norm.

　　 It feels as if I belong to someone, and there is one more person in my life who walks hand in hand...

　　……

　　The white ceiling, the bright hospital room.

　　 The tip of the nose is lingering with a faint fragrance, and the hair should touch the tip of the nose, and it is very itchy.

　　 When Fujiwara Starry opened his eyes, Xia Xilin was also watching him.

　　 "Is it better?" He reached out and brushed the hair on her forehead.

　　 "Did you get my permission?" Xia Xilin asked.

　　 "I think this kind of trivial matter is negligible based on our friendship."

"I'm hungry."

　　 "Received, my Miss Xia Xi."

　　 Fujiwara Stars turned over and got out of bed, picked up the morning lunch and ran all the way back to the pantry, heated it with a microwave oven, and ran all the way back to the infirmary.

　　 "Fujiwara's loving bento, please have a look." He panted and presented it with both hands.

　　 Xia Xilin opened the lunch box, took a look at the two lumps of sauce on the omelet rice that hadn't formed for a long time, and despised: "The appearance is pretty bad."

　　 Fujiwara Stars argued: "That's not because you refused to eat in the morning."

　　 Xia Xilin took a sip and gave an evaluation: "Average."

　　 "But the fried rice stays like this for a long time."

　　 "From now on, you will be responsible for my lunch in the morning and noon."

　　 Fujiwara Starry sky directly stretched out his hand: "Money."

　　 "How much do I need to find Sachiko by myself."

　　 "Can I corrupt a little bit?"

　　 "Can you feel like a big man?"

　　 "My manhood is directly proportional to the money in me."

　　 Xia Xilin has no appetite, half of the bento was eaten and pushed to Fujiwara Starry Sky, commanding: "Eat it."

　　 Fujiwara Starry sky obediently took it, and finished it in a couple of bites.

　　 As expected, the fried rice that has been left for a long time is soft and has no taste at all.

　　 Xia Xilin nodded in satisfaction, and the two of them went on to talk about some irrelevant topics.

　　 Most of the time, the conversation between these two people is always inexplicable. Either it's upsetting to go around guessing, or the goddess scattered flowers without any logic at all.

For example, Fujiwara Star's remarks: "I have always felt that the three greatest discoveries in human history are: first, Newton discovered gravity. Second, Einstein published the theory of relativity. Third, I don’t know which one. The self-explanation published by Boring Magazine is a conclusion that it is harmless to the human body, and the above three findings are in no particular order of importance."

　　 Xia Xilin frowned and said displeased: "In front of your girlfriend, please behave like a gentleman."

　　 Fujiwara Starry sky choked: "Miss Xia Xilin, please see clearly, now in front of you is the patient Fujiwara Starry sky, not your boyfriend Fujiwara Starry sky."

　　 Xia Xilin sighed: "I wanted you to hold me."

　　 "Rin, I was wrong."

　　 Fujiwara Hoshizora hugged her graceful body, wrapped one hand around her slender waist, and the other hand stroking the slightly messy long hair.

　　 Xia Xilin squinted, enjoying his hug, while murmured: "Coax me."

　　 "If you like weirdos, I am actually beautiful."

　　 "It sounds more like coaxing yourself."

　　 "This is my truth."

　　 Xia Xilin kissed his forehead and commanded indifferently: "Come to my house on Sunday, Sachiko will come to pick you up."

　　 "See you parents so soon?"

　　 "You can not come if you are afraid."

　　 "Then let us divide the time."

　　 Fujiwara Starry sky hugged her harder, smelling her scent, his heart mixed.

　　 The two did not speak any more, and hugged them for a long time.

　　……

　　 Before class in the afternoon, Fujiwara Hoshizora sneaked into the women's toilet of the teaching building and took a look at every cubicle.

　　 did not find Hanako.

　　 is gone?

　　 Maybe it’s just mad at myself.

　　 After all, she had promised to take her to the amusement park on the weekend, but she disappeared for seven days.

　　 Sure enough, the essence of human beings is pigeon spirit.

　　 can only wait for Hanako to calm down, then come to see her again.

　　 Back to the long-lost classroom, Fujiwara Xingkong glanced at the sign of Class A of the second grade.

　　 I still prefer the daily routine at school, thinking this way, he raised his foot into the classroom.

　　 The laughter and noise that had resounded in the classroom became silent for an instant.

　　 Everyone fell silent, and then focused on him.

　　 Aizawa Saori looked back suspiciously, saw the Fujiwara starry sky, slowly widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide.

　　 "Fuji... Fujiwara-kun?" she asked tentatively.

　　 Fujiwara Xingkong refilled the scene where she cried and said, "Return Fujiwara-kun to me", thinking that such a scene should be very moving.

　　 "Are you okay?" Aizawa Saori ran out of the seat.

　　 Seeing her as if she was about to pounce on her, Fujiwara Starry sky evacuated directly and took a half step back.

　　 Aizawa Saori froze, standing at a distance of one meter in front of him, his face pale.

　　 "Fujiwara-san..."

　　 She cried and asked, "Are you okay?"

　　 Fujiwara Stars does not want to answer this question.

　　 He has always hated to interact with humans.

　　 Even Yukino Risa, if it weren't for lack of money, he wouldn't bother to take the initiative to communicate.

　　 let alone Miss Seagull.

　　 After thinking about it, he replied briefly: "It's okay." Before Aizawa Saori responded, he walked back to his seat from the podium, lay down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

　　 I slept until the end of school, and when I opened my eyes, the orange sunlight shone on my body through the window, warm and comfortable.

　　 Fujiwara Stars stretched a big lazy waist, picked up his schoolbag, and just planned to go home.

　　 Shiraishi Sachiko stopped in front of him: "Let's go."

　　 "Where to go?"

"buying clothes."

　　 "Where is Xia Xi?"

　　 "If you feel unwell, go home first."

　　 "Sachiko, can you smile? Keeping a straight face will accelerate aging."

"To shut up!"

　　……

　　 Inside a menswear boutique in Shibuya~www.ltnovel.com~ Fujiwara Hoshizori looked at Sachiko Shiraishi with embarrassment.

　　 "Can I not wear a suit?"

　　 "I always feel that a suit is a cage, which will restrain my soul yearning for freedom."

　　 "Okay." Shiraishi Sachiko took out his mobile phone, "You can talk to Miss."

　　 The appearance of a fake tiger is really horrible.

　　 Fujiwara Stars had to walk into the fitting room with his clothes obediently, and it took a long time to finally put on the first formal suit in his life.

When 　　 walked out, the saleswoman who had been quietly guarding the side widened her eyes and couldn't help stepping forward.

　　 While helping Fujiwara Starry sky to arrange the cuffs, she praised: "How do you wear this suit? It's really perfect!"

The expression on 　　's face is the same as the mother powder who saw Xiao Xianrou.

　　 If there were no other guests, maybe she would have to do it directly.

　　 tried several different color styles one after another, Shiraishi Sachiko waved a big hand, and Fujiwara Stars was like an amnesty, and he was relieved that it was like this tonight.

　　 In a blink of an eye, the maid led him to buy shoes, socks, ties, shirts, etc...

　　 If it weren't for the last Fujiwara Starry Sky, he wouldn't be able to take it anymore. He believed that this woman's desire to shop wouldn't be so easily subdued.

　　 "Let's do it, custom-made clothes and shoes will take a few days, the day after tomorrow you will wear these first when you come over."

　　 Shiraishi Sachiko's faint voice was still floating in his ears, and the black car drove away from the street.

Fujiwara Starry Sky returned home with capitalist sugar-coated cannonballs in both hands. He simply made some dinner. After eating, he played video games for a while. Suddenly his interest came. So he just made a few test papers. Finally, he held a copy of " "Inception" watched for half an hour.

　　 Brush your teeth, wash your face, sleep.