"But I don't want to just let the seniors work hard on their own. I am also working hard to save money. Plus the little I had before, I have already saved more than 30,000."

"No need to apologize. Anyway, my life will be easier now that my father is gone. If I hadn't met my senior during that time, I don't know what would have happened."

The melodious sound of playing came from the hole. It was very stable and crisp.

"without."

She slept in her father's spare room. The bed was also made.

It means that she is still young, so she maintains a pure relationship.

"···Thanks."

"Then..."

"It's like kidnapping a top student."

"Senior, why don't you...stay here for the night?"

She sat up straight, holding the harmonica handle in her left hand and squeezing the harmonica in her right hand.

At this point, even if you ask to go back, it will be too late.

If you don’t know anything and don’t remember anything, can you still be considered ‘Su Yao’?

"Girls who love their seniors also want to... occasionally get along with each other like lovers."

Her pleated skirt swayed with her movements. She was neither tall nor short. She wore black round-toe shoes and her cuffs were neatly buttoned.

"Ah, I want to say, if I had been there, would I be able to remember anything if I went there again?"

Su Yao wondered if it would be better to hold hands when going out if we were in a relationship?

Su Yao made this request out of wanting to know her better.

"~"

Things went very smoothly after that.

As soon as you see that shy yet happy smile creeping onto your cheeks, revealing a sweet smile, you will instantly understand.

Or, she is still in school, and we cannot let her stay in the home of an older person like herself and spread rumors.

Keep holding hands.

"What Ququ-senpai is best at..."

"Senior!"

He obviously didn't remember anything, but he took possession of her in this extremely poor soundproofing environment. He asked her to lower her voice, and the sound of putting the cup on the mattress was too loud.

"that···"

"Um···"

And I am a college student who is about to graduate. The age difference is not small.

"No, the human body metabolizes, and the components of seniors today are absolutely completely different from those of ten years ago."

Maybe one day I will suddenly recall the forgotten things.

She picked up the harmonica and frowned again, "Senior's harmonica hasn't been taken apart and cleaned for a long time."

The mood in the house was not optimistic either.

Whether it's the unfamiliar environment or the car lights that dangle from time to time through the window, the sound of the car passing over the speed bump, or the whispers.

Who are you?

"Uh, sorry."

Instead, he said that he would help her read the exercise book and answer some questions.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "I accidentally put too much lard just now. Although I added soup, I'm still worried that it will be too greasy."

I was surrounded by little frog dolls and took pictures with her.

"Ah~ Senior, open your mouth."

“···”

"Don't you feel tired?"

"Of course a senior is still a senior."

What kind of work do you do?

She has a small and exquisite figure and is always energetic and shows a soft smile.

I really don’t have any memory. I can only know that this is a hospital and the pillars there are street lights.

"Senior, are you hungry?"

“···”

A brilliant smile broke out on her face, "I'm not driving you away, that's inappropriate, but it's because the senior values ​​me very much."

"Father's room is always empty anyway."

"How does it taste? Senior."

"Is it sweet?"

Su Yao really didn't know anything.

Generally speaking, when it comes to fathers and daughters, the father will always leave a room with good lighting and large space for his daughter, but here it is the opposite. Although Su Yao has not entered her room, she has seen it from the living room and it is better than her father's room where she is sleeping now.

Half the size. Very narrow.

When did it start raining heavily outside again?

"Senior, are you disappointed? Your girlfriend is not a rich young lady."

Su Yao said.

"But you can go now."

It's easy to tell that she is a high school student.

"It's a two-way street. One wants to fight and the other wants to suffer."

It can only be said that it was painted with white paint. There is no furniture, and the leather on the armrests of the large sofa has peeled off.

"That's good."

"Here, senior's slippers."

There were no injuries, but Qiao Qing said that he suddenly fainted while walking with her, and she sent him to the hospital.

think.

"Senior."

You can’t deny it, right?

"Trophy."

The teeth press against the orange, and the orange flesh bursts into juice in the mouth, and the sweet taste overflows.

I thought this way and did this.

"Awake."

"Crunch, crunch -"

Su Yao was silent for a moment, "But my body has not been replaced."

You are not alone, there is no need to be anxious. As long as you inherit your 'own' will, there will be nothing wrong. What's more, this is a happy thing, not painful.

"I found two jobs at once, and I still had to write the manuscript when I got home. It was like I was forcing myself."

"Then...you should?"

Su Yao smiled awkwardly.

[You guys, please pay more attention to your health and don’t work so hard. I’ve seen your credits and yours is almost enough. Don’t worry.]

Su Yao looked away.

She took out a pair of black slippers, probably her father's?

"squeak--"

“···”

Qiao Qing smiled and said, "Senior, do you think so or not?"

"how so···"

Is it really easy?

Looking at her expression, I really can't feel it. It looks like she is forcing a smile.

episode.
To be continued...