"Really? You're exaggerating." ...If he was a good child, he wouldn't act like a spoiled child to his mother when she was in trouble. From the day she left her old home, Nagasaki Suyo decided to be a good child for her mother so that she would not have to worry. So until she hung up the phone, she did not show her anger, reluctance, grievance, or frustration. Instead, she waited until the phone fell on the sofa and the air in the living room returned to being cold. With a gentle voice that even she felt was hypocritical, she said to the transparent French window: “…Well, there’s nothing we can do about it.” The lights of the city colored the night sky, but they could not illuminate her dark eyes. After a long while, she rubbed her cheeks to make her expression, which seemed like she was about to cry, return to normal, and encouraged herself by standing up. "Then I'll make it for my mother when she comes back!" As for the potato stew that is being made...
Nagasaki Suyo, who was starving just now, suddenly has no appetite now. She can only wait for the food to cool down after it is cooked and then store it in the refrigerator. She untied her apron and was about to go back to the kitchen to clean up when a flash of silver light passed by the corner of her eye. ——It’s the candy jar. "correct……" Like a flash of inspiration, a bold idea suddenly emerged in Nagasaki Suyo's mind. In those dull and lonely eyes, there seemed to be tiny sparks of light. …… Ming Hai is chatting with Toyokawa Shoko. He temporarily placed the three large boxes of things bought from the supermarket at the kitchen door, intending to deal with them after the conversation was over. There’s nothing we can do, since Xiaoxiang has piano class later. If you don't talk more now, what if she starts pretending not to notice it tomorrow? You should always lead the topic to the part that she will be interested in before interrupting it, so that she will want to continue chatting with you tomorrow. That’s right, it’s just like writing a novel - you have to learn how to break up the chapters so that people will be willing to continue reading. His fingers pressed the virtual keyboard from time to time, Ming Hai bit into some squid shreds, and lay on the large sofa, swinging his calves lazily, enjoying this peaceful and harmonious first night of his journey. at this time. Ding-dong- He heard the doorbell of his new home ring for the first time. "Is it the property management? Or the police?" As he was thinking this, the screen stayed on the chat record with Toyokawa Shoko. Ming Hai stood up, took his cell phone and walked to the door, looking outside through the peephole. Then he raised his eyebrow in surprise.
——It was the victim of the robbery, the brown-haired girl who was terribly frightened at the time. "You know I live here, so you came here to thank me?" Glancing downwards, Ming Hai rubbed the corner of his mouth and made some guesses. With her gentle and dignified face and well-proportioned figure, she looks like a senior schoolmate who is one or two years older than herself, full of mature tolerance. She was holding a food box in her hand, pursing her lips slightly with a hint of nervousness, her eyes moving around constantly, as if she was hesitating whether to knock on the door a few more times. After watching for a while, without letting her wait for long, Ming Hai opened the door. Volume 9: Chapter Chapter You are very observant, Mr. Xiangzi "Good evening~ Sorry to bother you so suddenly." Almost at the moment the door handle was pressed, Nagasaki Suyo's face was replaced with a gentle and polite smile, and her voice became sweet and gentle, as if the person who was looking around nervously just now was not her. Ming Hai, with half of his body exposed, couldn't help but marvel at the speed of the face-changing. ...No, I should say, this is how she is in public, right? Like Toyokawa Shoko, she exudes an aura of nobility and elegance, yet has a gentle and approachable smile; only when encountering unexpected events does she reveal a bit of vulnerability and loss of composure. It is not uncommon for such people to have other faces in private. But since it was not the mission target, Ming Hai was too lazy to delve into it and quickly responded with a smile: "Good evening, what can I do for you?" "I'm Nagasaki, who lives upstairs. Thank you so much for your help just now!" She bent down slightly, her hair falling to reveal half of her small earlobe, as delicate and lovely as white jade. "Because I accidentally heard the process of you taking the statement, I found out that you live downstairs from my house. I had to come and say hello no matter what..." After a pause as if hesitant, she cautiously and timidly handed over the food box in her hand, her eyes slightly raised, as if afraid that he would refuse, and the watery light flickered in them. "Hey, this is the potato stew I made myself. If you don't mind, can you accept it? I will give you a more formal thank-you gift and housewarming gift another day!" "Well, then I'm not welcome." Ming Hai reached out and took it without even a second's hesitation, his expression very matter-of-fact. The overly straightforward and casual action made Nagasaki Suyo stunned on the spot, and she even forgot to withdraw her hand out of surprise. ...After all, it is food sent by a stranger. Normally, would you accept it so readily? "Ah, but the housewarming gift is what I want to give, right?" Ignoring her surprise, Ming Hai recalled the customs of Japan and said uncertainly, "I don't think I bought soba noodles... If you don't mind, can I use wagyu instead?" Su Shi subconsciously retracted her fingers: "Eh? Well, it's okay if you don't have to be so serious..." "It's okay. I bought a lot anyway." Without waiting for her to continue refusing, Ming Hai turned and went into the house, casually placed the lunch box and mobile phone on the shoe cabinet next to him, and then walked towards the kitchen. The boxes containing fresh ingredients are marked by supermarket employees so they can be found at a glance. He squatted down, looked through the items, picked out a Wagyu set that looked pretty good, and prepared to give it to the other party.
In a high-end apartment with one household per floor, there is no need to maintain good relations with your neighbors. But since people have taken the initiative to come and give gifts, Ming Hai will naturally not be stingy - after all, it is not his own money that is being spent. I have to live here for a year anyway, so it’s definitely not a bad thing to make friends and build good neighborly relationships. Maybe they can help me in the future. That's why he accepted the box of meat and potato stew without hesitation. Only when there is give and take can it be called human feelings. He prefers this tangible connection to illusory favors. …… Watching him go back to the house on his own, Nagasaki Suyo raised her hand and wanted to say something, but felt that she could not refuse this kindness. Just like the elders in my hometown who always give me mandarin oranges and candies - the best choice is to shut up and accept it. "Isn't it said that boys of the same age are more childish than girls? Why does he feel several years older than me..." Muttering helplessly in his heart, Su Shi looked back at the empty corridor. He felt a little awkward standing there stupidly, so he took a few steps towards the entrance and closed the door behind him. "excuse me……" She whispered, her curious eyes widening and the furnishings in the room coming into view. ——It’s like a model house, and it doesn’t feel like it has ever been lived in. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the other person's life experience. His parents both passed away, he inherited an estate, and moved here alone - beneath his casual smile, these heavy stories are hidden, but he still has the energy to lend a helping hand to others. In comparison, her loneliness was nothing, right? At least her mother loved her and she had no other shortcomings except being too busy. …No matter how empty a home is, it is better than a place without a homely feel. Nagasaki Suyo lowered her eyes slightly, hiding the sigh of pity and introspection, pretending that she had not noticed anything, and cast her gaze on the boy who was rummaging through boxes in the kitchen, her emotions constantly surging. ...I guess this kind of maturity is also forced, right? Very powerful, but also very pitiful. No one understands better than her how much loneliness an empty and deserted house will breed, and how much fear loneliness will bring. Even though he was strong enough to defeat the robber, he was only a 15-year-old boy... Just like me, I can understand and sympathize with them. In other words, we share the same suffering. "..." I placed my palms on my chest and clenched them unconsciously. She really didn't want to admit that the emotion that arose in her chest at this moment was the joy and peace of mind of finding someone similar.
After all, that was too despicable— It was despicable both for his mother who was busy with work and for him who appeared to be showing no signs of anything unusual. hum- The sudden vibration of her cell phone woke her up from her dirty and gloomy mood. Nagasaki Suyo looked up and found that the screen of the mobile phone on the cabinet was lit up, as if someone had sent him a message. Although she knew it was wrong, out of instinctive curiosity, she couldn't help but take a few steps forward, looking at the message notification as if nothing had happened, and gently called him: "Well, someone sent you a message..." "Oh, I see." "ah!" Nagasaki Suyo was startled and her heart started beating faster and faster. Because Ming Hai, who was in the kitchen just now, appeared in front of her at some point, holding a Wagyu beef set in one hand and picking up a mobile phone with the other. The timing was so perfect that she couldn't see any of the words on it. ...Can he teleport? ! Could it be that I was so focused on peeking that I didn't see him coming over? Although it was completely unreasonable, Nagasaki Suyo couldn't help but clench her back teeth slightly, feeling inexplicably unwilling. "Huh? What's wrong?" I noticed something strange in her expression, and it seemed like she was a little bit guilty and nervous about being caught doing something bad. Ming Hai couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, and glanced at her strangely, "You... are interested in my message?" "...No, how could that be." Nagasaki Suyo smiled awkwardly, standing there obediently, her fingers rubbing unconsciously, "I'm just worried about delaying your business, not..." "It's okay. It won't take long." As if he didn't bother to listen to her explanation, Ming Hai didn't wait for her to finish, he directly stuffed the Wagyu beef into her hands and pushed open the door with a smile. "Well, I have something else to do, so I won't see you off... I hope you will give me more guidance in the future, Nagasaki-san." Nagasaki Suyo couldn't help but open her eyes wide. She never expected that he would send her off so easily. Subconsciously, she wanted to say something. "Wait, Suga-san..." "Oh, just call me Narumi. I'm used to being called by my first name." “Eh?!” The girl’s face turned red, and she became a little nervous for some reason. She stammered, “Then, Ming, Ming Hai-san…” Ming Hai replied indifferently: "Yeah. I'll return the lunch box to you tomorrow. Be careful on your way back. Bye~" Subsequently.
With a bang, the door closed. Only Nagasaki Suyo was left standing outside the door blankly, as if she had not followed the development of the situation, with a box of high-quality Wagyu beef set in her hand, looking like she had been turned away. For a moment, she couldn't remember why she came down to see him. Completely different from the gentle and handsome first impression... This person has such a unique personality, doesn’t he? ……