Outside the window was the faint sound of the baseball team running in unison, and the slogans were shouted loudly, but most of their intensity was lost when they came through, leaving only the thick feeling of the overlapping sounds.

It turns out that distance can kill most of your hoarse shouting. No matter how hard and heart-breaking you shout at the time, it may only reach another person's ears as a insignificant whine like a dead leaf falling to the ground.

Now that it's summer, this metaphor may not be appropriate.

Zhongyuan just felt it was a pity.

If the volume was loud enough, it could suppress Little Asuka's soft voice. She could smile slightly and pretend not to hear anything, "Huh? Did you say something? Asuka-chan." Then she picked up the coffee can,

Throwing it into the trash can is like throwing this topic that has just started into a corner of consciousness that is blind to hearing and not hearing.

Zhongyuan believes that this corner must exist. It is specially used to store memories that humans do not need, feel pain, and are sad. As long as - and only if we forget some things, we can go into battle lightly, meet new challenges, and continue to move forward.

, instead of being trapped in memories.

Zhongyuan and Xiao Asuka were not close enough to talk to each other about secrets easily. She and Ikuta had never discussed this topic, and they only had a phone call with Nishino that day.

Zhongyuan opened his mouth, but no words came out. At this time, there was nothing in her mind, and she didn't bother to study how Xiao Feiniao knew about it.

"Ah, I'm just curious. I have no other meaning, Riyaxiang."

Seeing Zhong Yuan frozen on the spot, Xiao Feiniao also panicked and hurriedly walked to Zhong Yuan, but was at a loss as to what to do. In the end, he had to put his hand on Zhong Yuan's back and caress her gently, as if to help her.

Just like a good mood.

"Are you okay," Xiao Feiniao asked cautiously, "Well... you can just pretend that I didn't say anything just now..."

Zhongyuan was almost made to laugh.

"Don't you think you are very cunning, Asuka-chan."

Zhongyuan simply squatted down and looked up at Xiao Feiniao with a smile, "If you say that, how can I pretend that nothing happened?"

Xiao Feiniao was a little embarrassed. She was indeed very interested in this. After all, she was also struggling with the issue of the fifth watch, and she still couldn't figure it out. If she knew Zhongyuan's mood, her eyes would be full of confusion.

You can be a little clearer yourself.

She hated this kind of hazy and depressing mood, like the kind of melancholy mood that has been raining continuously for more than ten days in a row. It was not clear and unclear, and everything was hidden in the fog and could not be seen clearly.

She missed the days when the sun was shining, the sky was clear, and the wind was gentle. She felt no psychological pressure at all when arguing with Wu Geng. Yes, Xiao Feiniao always said what he said directly.

After laughing for a while, Zhongyuan stretched out his index finger and poked the coffee can on the ground.

"Why do you want to ask this?"

"Because I'm a little interested..." Xiao Feiniao said in a low voice.

"Then why are you interested?"

"..." Xiao Feiniao scratched his head, as if he was not good at Zhongyuan's tight questioning, "I'll just tell the truth."

She looked around and saw no one, so she squatted next to Zhong Yuan and whispered to her, "Actually, I feel like I have some problems lately."

Zhongyuan looked at her like, if it were in the comics, there would be a question mark on her head at this moment.

"I've been a little uncomfortable getting along with Wu Geng recently," Xiao Feiniao imitated Zhong Yuan and poked the jar with her finger. "Most of the time I still feel happy. I quarreled and quarreled with Wu Geng, saying she was short and flat-chested.

some type of."

Zhongyuan glanced at Xiao Feiniao's chest imperceptibly. You are not qualified to say this, right?

"Sometimes I feel very uncomfortable. Even though nothing is happening, I just feel like here," she covered her chest, "it's stuffy here. It feels like you've eaten too much cake. You can't swallow it and can't spit it out. And it's getting worse."

I was fooling around with Wu Geng, and the more I felt uncomfortable. Occasionally, after watching too much, I felt upset and wanted to punch her in the face. But I never did that, I just thought about it."

Zhongyuan smiled, thinking of Wu Geng being inexplicably hit twice by the little flying bird, showing a confused expression. It was very picturesque.

Zhongyuan turned his head and looked at Xiao Feiniao's childish face. It was so small that it could be covered with a slap. At this moment, his eyebrows and nose were wrinkled and his lips were pouting, as if he was trapped by a difficult problem in class.

of primary school students.

But, this is not a classroom. She said in her heart.

Some things always have to be discovered and verified by oneself.

"Little Feiniao is only fifteen years old now, right?" Zhongyuan suddenly said.

"Well, my birthday this year hasn't happened yet."

"It's great," Zhongyuan said with a sigh, "You are so young, and there are so many novel experiences waiting for you."

"Riyaxiang is only two years older than me, why are you pretending to be a senior in life?" Xiao Asuka wrinkled her nose, very disdainful of Zhongyuan's pretentious mature tone.

"Is this the attitude towards elders? Huh?" Zhongyuan scratched her head with both hands, making a mess of her hairstyle. Little Feiniao was angry, but unfortunately she didn't have enough protein and couldn't resist, so she found her way and stepped aside.

, silently arranging her hair.

"So Riyaxiang, why on earth do you like the smelly five o'clock? I've told you my own story."

Zhongyuan pursed his lips and smiled, stood up with a sigh, picked up the jar and threw it away, "Before I answer this question, I want to correct a small mistake of yours."

"?"

"It's not 'like', it's 'liked', that's right?"

Zhongyuan explained, "That mood is already in the past tense."

"Eh?"

"Now we are in a state where we neither like nor hate."

Xiao Asuka was shocked. Did something happen to the two of them when I didn't know about it? Did Ikuta know about this? Really, we agreed to exchange information...

Seeing that Zhongyuan was about to leave, Xiao Feiniao hurriedly got up and chased after him. Unexpectedly, after squatting for a long time, the blood in his legs was blocked, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

She rubbed her red knees rather aggrievedly. Before her tears could fall, Zhongyuan had already taken her arm and helped her stand up.

"Really, be careful, Asuka-chan."

Zhongyuan patted the dust on Xiao Feiniao's school uniform skirt, looked up and saw Xiao Feiniao staring at her blankly.

"What's wrong?"

"Why is Hiyaka so gentle and defeated in the battle with Nanasai? Don't you think this is the way to go?"

"..."

Zhongyuan stabbed Xiao Feiniao gently on the waist with his hand knife.

"Words can be divided into two types: those that can be spoken and those that cannot be spoken."

"But, I just want to know."

"What can we do if we know?"

"……refer to?"

"Pah." Zhongyuan knocked on Xiao Feiniao's little head, "You can solve your own problems by yourself."

This kind of thing...she still wants to know.
Chapter completed!