Chapter 69: A Weekend of Injury (Part )

Utsunomiya Shuo was walking on the path on his way home.

It's sunny.

The sunny day after the super rainstorm appears particularly bright, the sky is as blue as the sea, and the clouds are as soft as cotton.

It was peaceful and quiet, as if yesterday's apocalyptic rain had never occurred.

The dark clouds had dispersed, but the muddy puddles remained, deep and shallow, lying there motionless.

Go back to the apartment building, swipe the card, get on the elevator, get out of the elevator, open the door...

The three-no loli on the sofa still had her eyes closed, like a delicate doll without life.

Zhuo stood in front of the table, lowered his head and carefully observed her eyelashes, without the slightest fluctuation... She was not pretending to sleep, that was confirmed.

Look back.

First, divide the kiwi, sprouts, egg toast, ham, and two cups of coffee for breakfast into two portions and place them on the table.

Then he walked into the kitchen slowly, took out the fresh ingredients he had just bought one by one, and placed them in a conspicuous place.

It was on the chopping board next to the sink. The chicken and beef were stacked together to make them more eye-catching.

After doing this, he looked back cautiously to confirm.

Well, this position is a position where Zero can see clearly at a glance even if he is sitting still on the sofa. It is very good and suitable.

He turned on the faucet, washed his hands, and walked back to the living room at a leisurely pace.

He walked to the edge of the sofa and slowly opened the curtains.

The bright sunlight shines through the glass like a soft, transparent hand, caressing her eyes.

Zero's eyelashes trembled.

She woke up.

"But do I have to get up when I wake up? There is no law stipulating this." Zhuo muttered to himself in a voice without any inflection.

Not now, and not in the future.

So Zero's eyelids didn't open.

Breathing also returned to normal.

Her hair was scattered on the sofa, like a spread of satin. Only at this moment did Ling make Zhuo feel that she was a girl. Usually, Ling gave him the feeling of a vigilant wild cat.

then.

The cell phone rang. It was Utsunomiya Shuo himself calling.

It’s obvious that you may not receive a phone call in your entire life.

He picked up the phone without looking at the caller's name...since only a few people knew his phone number...Utsunomiya Shuo directly pressed the accept button.

"Little brother~"

An unusually sweet and gentle girl. Well, it's a clip.

"..." Utsunomiya Zhuo was silent for a moment, "Sorry, you dialed the wrong number."

He moved the phone away and hung up.

But he did not put his phone away. Instead, he continued to stare at the screen which had not yet gone dark and waited.

Two seconds later, the phone rang again. This time I confirmed it and it was the same unfamiliar number.

Zhuo pressed the accept button again and put the phone to his ear.

"Utsunomiya-kun."

This time the voice was much more normal, a female voice with a very light voice.

"What's the matter?" Utsunomiya Shuo turned around and looked out the window.

"Is our child okay?"

In addition to this sound on the other end of the phone, there was also the sound of whistling wind and the sound of wheels turning. It seemed that the person was in a moving car, most likely a sports car.

Zhuo didn't turn around to check on the 'child's' condition, and directly replied: "Still sleeping."

"Are you still sleeping at this time?" The tone on the other end of the phone was incredulous.

"Shouldn't we sleep in the morning?" Utsunomiya Shuo asked back.

"You tormented her all night long?" the person on the other end of the phone asked the same question.

"…Sorry, you dialed the wrong number."

Utsunomiya Shuo hung up the phone expressionlessly.

This time the call didn't come again.

Utsunomiya Shuo stood by the window, looking listlessly at the sky outside.

The sky was blue, dotted with a few clouds, making people feel relaxed. And because of yesterday's apocalyptic rainstorm, the air seemed fresher than ever, which increased people's sense of happiness.

“It’s potato chips.”

A cold and desolate voice came from behind.

"Yeah, I guessed it." Zhuo didn't look back.

He unfastened the security chain and slowly opened the window. New air flowed into the house and the cool breeze blew on his face, making him feel refreshed.

"My phone is broken." "I guessed that, too."

Zhuo turned around and looked into Ling's aqua blue eyes.

The three-no Lolita was forcibly awakened by the phone call. There were faint bloodshot eyes, and it seemed that she did not get enough sleep. But she did not seem to care. Her face was still as cold as ice. The rising sun shone on her face, and her white flaws were visible.

"Good morning."

"it is good."

"eat first?"

"it is good."

The same sentence can express two different meanings. Her Royal Highness the Princess really understands the essence of concise language.

Zhuo nodded, walked calmly to the sofa in the other direction, and then started to eat the breakfast he bought.

So is Zero.

They both started eating in silence.

It's strange to say, last night was the first time in Zhuo's 17 years of birth that a girl stayed overnight at his house, and there was no one else at home. It was raining heavily outside, and the girl was injured.

It is a collection of all the necessary and sufficient conditions for a melodramatic love comedy.

But his mood was as calm as an old dog carved out of stone, without any sense of romance.

A little weird, but not that weird.

Halfway through eating, Ling suddenly stopped holding the egg toast and turned to look at him.

Their seats were parallel, so they could naturally feel her bright gaze.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo asked.

"…It's okay." Ling shook his head, then lowered his head and took small bites of the toast.

After a few seconds, Zero spoke again.

"I don't have any toiletries, can you go out and buy some for me?"

"It's in the bathroom." Zhuo calmly ate the same style of egg toast.

A few seconds later,
Ling said: "You didn't wash either."

The voice sounded somewhat resentful. It might be that Ling was taking revenge on him for not reminding him in advance that there were toiletries in the bathroom...or it might just be Zhuo's illusion.

Zhuo thought for a moment, stuffed the toast into his mouth, chewed it in big mouthfuls, then took a sip of coffee and swallowed it.

Only then did he turn and look into Zero's eyes with a serious expression.

"Remember yesterday?"

Ling looked back at him calmly without saying anything, but he probably wouldn't forget it. After all, only one night had passed.

Zhuo: "Because you are getting wet in the rain, I won't hold an umbrella either!" His tone was sonorous and powerful.

Zero was calm.

"So... since I didn't brush my teeth, you don't wash either?" She had no expression.

Zhuo: “Because I forgot.”

zero:"……"

Ling lowered his head silently and continued to eat the toast in his hand, not wanting to talk to this person anymore.

After breakfast,
Zhuo had to start cleaning up the mess, sorting out the garbage, and cleaning the table... Ling just sat on the sofa without moving, staring at him quietly, as if he had really turned into a statue.

After a whole night, he had no idea how Zero's recovery was going, but judging from the look of his face, he should be getting better.

Ok.

Then why just watch and not do any work?
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