I won't be a loser.

Although he was very grateful for the girl's thought, looking at the full photos, ranging from small photo size to hanging painting size, and shot from various angles, Xianren opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

After staring at the photos of himself on the wall for a while, he decided to selectively ignore them. He came to the girl's side, looked at his senior sister, leaned on the table in front of her, and looked down at her.

"Thank you for the hospital matter. The doctors who saved me must have caused you a lot of trouble."

"Dad was a little angry, but he agreed."

"I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the wise man is fine, so, wise man..."

Feng Xiaochun, who was sitting on the chair, slowly raised his head and looked at the wise man in front of him, his eyes seemed to flash with dazzling brilliance.

"Let me get pregnant."

"......"

He raised his right hand and gently touched the long hair on his temples. During the time he was in the hospital, his hair had grown a lot longer. He stared at Feng Xiaochun in front of him for a while with some confusion.

He seemed to have heard such familiar content before, at some unknown time.

"I must have heard it wrongly?"

"No, I want to have a child with a wise man. That way, my father won't have any objections, and there will be someone to inherit the family fortune."

"Bring-in-law?"

"If a virtuous person does not wish to change his name, he need not change it."

The conditions were very generous, and if Xianren had met Qingpu Setsuna before, he would have most likely agreed to it.

Regardless of whether it was the fact that Feng Xiaochun saved him or her feelings for him, after thinking about it, he still rejected Feng Xiaochun's request.

“It sounds great, but…”

"If that girl named Kiyoura Setsuna wasn't here, would you agree?"

The girl sitting on the chair looked at Xianren with eyes that contained no emotion. It seemed like she was asking a question casually, but it made Xianren's mind go blank for a moment. He looked at Feng Xiaochun in front of him who suddenly interrupted him. He opened his mouth, but could not say the rest of the words for a while. Looking at the senior sister Bai Si in front of him, he fell silent.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while, and Xianren closed his eyes.

"Just a joke, right?"

".......Yes."

After a brief moment of dissatisfaction, Feng Xiaochun calmed down and realized how dangerous what he had just said was.

"No one knows what will happen in the future."

"But, when she's with you and there's a problem, she can't do anything to help you, just like this time."

Feng Xiaochun lowered his head to look at his knees, then slowly raised his head again, looked at the wise man in front of him, looked into his eyes, and asked the question he wanted to ask most.

"Does Xianren really feel happy with her?"

Xianren stayed in the activity room of the Astronomy Club for nearly an hour. When he left, he looked a little depressed. He didn't want to think too much about Feng Xiaochun's question.

Because he himself knows very well that once he thinks deeply about some issues, the current assumptions will become difficult to maintain.

Using the excuse of "burnout" to fool yourself is, in fact, just forcing yourself to compromise, to agree with the "sage" in everyone's eyes, and to maintain your own image.

Walking out of the campus, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, his usual smile gone from his face, and walked slowly forward.

"........Let's go check on her."

He stopped and instead of continuing to walk towards his apartment, Xianren turned and walked in another direction.

Nakano Satsuki, who was in the private school, had a lot of questions in her mind, but she didn't wait for the arrival of the wise man until the end of the get out of class, and she was depressed...

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When the summer cicadas chirp: 276. You listen to my quibbling, no, explain

"I'm here. How long will it take for me to be back?"

Mito Yuge, who was working part-time, saw a text message that was suddenly sent to her. She saw that it was a message from Kento, and when she clicked on it, she saw the familiar format and content. Every time Kento came to her house, he would basically send her a message like this.

Mito Yuge, standing in the kitchen, looked at the other busy people, hesitated for a moment, and sent a message to Xianren, telling him that she would finish work in about half an hour and be home in about an hour.

"I see."

Xianren had no objection to this. He just said that he knew and nothing more happened. This made Mito Yuge, who was working, distracted. After ten minutes, she could no longer suppress her inner anxiety, so she asked for leave from the store manager and hurried to the staff room.

He picked up his bag and hurried back home without even taking off his kiosk jacket.

Looking at the apartment room that had become presentable, Xianren sat on Mito Yuka's bed, slowly lowered his head, gently smelled the fragrance of Mito Yuka on the pillow, then slowly came to her desk and sat down.

There was a hairband on the table with some broken hair on it. I picked up the hairband, placed it in front of me, and sniffed it gently. There was a faint fragrance on it.

There wasn't much hair dandruff, so he pulled out the hair and threw it into the trash can beside him. The hair tie was put back on the desk. He gently opened her drawer with one hand and saw that it was tidy inside, which was slightly different from his.

Originally, his desk drawers were tidy, but as time passed, more and more things were put into the drawers, and in the end, they inevitably became a mess. Occasionally, he would clean them up, dispose of some unnecessary items and throw them into the trash can, but there would still be a lot of items left.

Probably like a hamster, it likes to hoard things it is interested in. Even if they are of no use, it feels that they may come in handy someday, so it hoards more and more little by little.

"You're a different type from me."

Xianren pushed the drawer shut and sat at the desk, thinking carefully about how he should spend the time before Mito Yuka returned home. At the same time, he also thought about what he should talk about with Mito Yuka when they met.

I was distracted without realizing it, looking at the darkening night outside the window. Unlike the summer season, by five o'clock, I could clearly see the bright moon in the sky.

Just as his thoughts were drifting towards poetry and the distance, a sudden ring interrupted his thoughts. He picked up his mobile phone and took a look, and found that it was his mother calling.

"A wise man?"

"It's me. I'm outside and want to stay out for a while. I'll probably be home a little late, so don't wait for me."

"I see."

Miyamizu Futaba did not ask Kento what he was doing outside, nor did she ask when he would be home. Knowing that Kento would not return to the apartment for the time being, she was no longer in a hurry and slowly walked out of the house. At this time, Kiyoura Mai was almost home.

After hanging up the phone with his mother, Xianren, who was sitting in the house, just put down his phone when he heard footsteps at the door.

The sound of a door opening came from the door. She turned sideways and glanced at the door. Mito Yuge pushed the door open and entered the house. She was carrying her bag and saw Xianren sitting at the desk.

"A wise man."

"Didn't you say it would take an hour?"

"I took a leave of absence. The days aren't as long as in the summer, and it gets dark early. I was worried you'd leave first, so I temporarily put down my work and came back. Are you... okay?"

Looking carefully at the virtuous man in front of her, Mito Yuge was a little worried. After putting down her bag, she hurried to the virtuous man's side and began to care about his health. She had never been to the hospital to visit the virtuous man, so she didn't know much about him.

But in September, I suddenly lost contact with Xianren. In October, I got in touch with him again and learned that he was in the hospital. Then it was November...

It was not until today that I saw the wise man appear before me again.

"I'm almost recovered now. I have no problem with basic physical activities, but I can't do strenuous exercise. I still need to recuperate for a while."

"Hair, it's gotten a lot longer."

"During the time I was in the hospital, I couldn't do anything and kept my hair long for a long time. I was also planning to go somewhere to get my hair trimmed during this time because it was too long and I wasn't used to it."

He touched his long hair, which almost covered his eyes, making Xianren feel like a common underdog in comics.

"How about you, how have you been lately?"

“Every day is school and a part-time job.”

"Is it like this during the holidays?"

"Ah."

Mito Yuge didn't know what she should do. Even though she had temporarily struggled out of the quagmire, she still felt a little at a loss about her comfortable life now and didn't know what to do.

The only goal I can think of is probably to keep working part-time and save some money for living.

He reached into his pocket, took out a card and handed it to Mito Yuge.

When the girl saw the 'Tokyo Mitsubishi' bank card handed to her, she was stunned for a moment. She didn't know what Xianren meant, so she raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her.

"This incident was a bit sudden, so to prevent similar incidents from affecting your life in the future, I've included 1.5 million yen in this card, which should be more than enough for your living expenses."

When she heard the number 'one million and five hundred thousand', Mito Yuge couldn't help but open her mouth, looked at the wise man in front of her, and looked down at the bank card he handed to her, feeling a little at a loss.

"I...I've already received a lot from you, Xianren. Besides, I still have some left over from the 500,000 yen you gave me last time. I've also been earning money from my job, which is more than enough for my current life."

“How much is your part-time job income each month?”

"One hundred and thirty thousand yen..."

"What about the rent?"

"..."

Mito Yuge couldn't help but fall silent. It was indeed difficult for her to maintain her current life relying solely on her own income.

But when she saw the card that the wise man handed to her, she felt infinite sadness in her heart. She didn't want to accept the card that the wise man handed to her at all. She didn't want to rely on him like this all the time. She didn't deserve the wise man's help like this.

Every time the wise man told her this, it was what she deserved.

But she also knew very well that she did not have such a great achievement. She just met the wise man by chance and told him a story that was nothing special. That was all.

But she is just such a girl, yet she has received so much help from the sage so far. Every night when she closes her eyes, she will think about whether she is really worthy of so much help from the sage, and what she should do to help the sage.

When Xianren had an accident and was lying in the hospital, she was unable to help at all. Now she was taking away his—

“Mmm-hmm!”

She widened her eyes, looking at the face close to hers, and the smiling eyes of Xianren. She gradually calmed down from her panic and let Xianren open his arms to hug her.

One minute and one second.

After more than five minutes had passed, Mito Yuge, whose lips were bitten red and whose cheeks were slightly red, still felt a little conflicted as she watched Xianren put the card into her pocket.

Xianren had been in the hospital for such a long time and had not held his breath for such a long time. At this moment, he was breathing in the fresh air in big gulps. He felt a little dizzy and slowly sat down on the bed beside him. He rolled his eyes and his chest rose and fell slightly.

"I've only been in the hospital for three months, and I didn't expect my body to become so weak. I need to pay more attention to my health during this period."

"Do you need my help with this?"

"Ok?"

Looking at Mito Yuka's clenched right hand, Xianren was stunned for a moment, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. During these three months, except for the one month when he was unconscious, he had indeed been holding back his energy for those two months.

I felt a little moved, but after a moment of silence, I shook my head.

"Let's wait until after the holiday. I still have to go to school tomorrow."

"Is it okay?"

Facing Mito Yuge's somewhat worried eyes, Xianren was speechless.

When leaving Mito Yuge, Xianren felt a lot more refreshed. He walked on the road, looking at the night view, and slowly walked towards his apartment. On the way, he stopped by a restaurant, bought some sushi, and returned to his apartment.

When he walked downstairs to the apartment building, Xianren was a little surprised when he saw his dark apartment.

"Not at home?"

Went out to the city center for shopping, or...

Glancing in the direction of Qingpu's house and thinking of what Feng Xiaochun had talked about with him today, Xianren couldn't help but purse his lips and frowned, then turned back and walked towards the stairs.

I pushed open the door, entered the house, and felt around on the wall for a while before I found the switch and turned on the light.

After lying outside for three months, he was not even familiar with his own apartment. It took him a long time to feel around for a light.

He took off his shoes, put them on again, and slowly walked into the room. He placed the sushi in his hand on the table, then went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of drink. Just as he was about to open it, he paused, looked down at the cold drink in his hand, and remained silent for a while.

He put it back in the refrigerator, turned around to find his cup, poured a glass of warm water, and sat down in the house.

He wanted to contact his mother and ask if she was at Qingpu's house, but he was inexplicably tired of it. Sitting in the living room, he thought for a while, then gave up the idea and prepared to wait for Miyamizu Futaba to come back by herself.

"Are you home yet?"

I received a text message from Sayu Ogiwara upstairs.

"Just got home, what's up? —Love from Miyamizu Kento"

"What does that mean? [?_??]"

"Nothing interesting, what's going on?"

The clean and concise answer made Ogiwara Sayu, who was leaning on the edge of the bed, at a loss for how to describe her feelings for a moment. The suffix of the previous answer might have some meaning that she didn't understand, but she couldn't guess it.