My Love Options Are A Bit Difficult

2021-04-04

  Chapter 337 It turns out that the tram has a sleeper    Natsume Kaede packs up things and looks at Amamiya Izumi still tight The closed room, after standing for a while, suddenly left and walked towards the kitchen.

The kitchen at home looks spotless, even if it is not used normally, it is often sprayed with dust remover.

But now the kitchen is a bit too clean.

Natsume Kaede looked at the newly replaced garbage bag next to the kitchen board, the chopping board faintly touched the water stains on the wood, and then opened the refrigerator to find a few eggs missing, and he probably had a count.

"I said why there was a smell last night."

He shook the head with a smile, and closed the refrigerator by the way.

Whether it is Amamiya Izumi who is hungry and wants to eat, it is due to her previous instructions, anyway, as long as she is not hungry.

Actually, anger is not terrifying, but terrifying is to eat without appetite.

Often the actual cause of being sick with qi is also due to not eating, saying something like "I'm full of qi", coupled with the endocrine disorders of anger and heart attack, these various diseases It's coming.

Walking out of the kitchen, putting on his coat, looking at the car key hanging on the cabinet, he hesitated for a while but still did not take it off, turned his head and moved towards upstairs and took a look, then opened the door and walked out.

ka-cha.

The cold wind squeezed in from the crack of the door, and returned to calm as the door closed tightly.

Natsume's house is quiet at this time.

The tiny white fluff in the air rotates along the airflow, and some dark light is transmitted in from outside the window.

In a few minutes.

There was a slight sound of opening the door, and Amamiya Izumi quietly revealed a pair of eyes from the crack of the door. After realizing that there was no one at home, he couldn't help showing disappointment.

She stretched out her hand and gently pushed open the door of the room, and walked out of it.

The left arm is still incomplete, wrapped in circles of bandages, and the right hand staggers out with the door frame.

She first went to each room to make sure that there was no one, and then she sighed on the sofa in the quiet living room.

If Natsume Kaede is here at the moment, you will find that her bright hair in the past has lost its luster, the disordered and in a mess draped behind her head, and her little face has something different than usual. Ruddy, like a burning cloud, but his lips are incredibly pale-obviously sick.

Amamiya Izumi rubbed his eyes, poured himself a glass of water from the teapot on the table, raised his neck and sipped it.

When the tea flowed through the throat, a dry and dark pain came out spontaneously, which made her face a bit painful, but she felt that the water was colder than ever before, and her head was a little dizzy. Yes, I have had enough rest, but my eyes are a little dark.

The palm of her hand swayed and put the water glass back in again, she gasped in small mouths, a feeling of fire in her chest.

Stroking the bangs that cover her eyes, she put her right hand under her belly and buried her head deeply in her legs.

"I seem to be superfluous."

After a while, she sat up again, her eyes were slightly reddish, and the left hand she had just pressed was also aching. But after a few twitching noses, he still reluctantly laughed, got up and went back to his room.

Because she still has things to do today, she can't rely on her brother for everything, otherwise it will be different from dragging the oil bottle.

As a result of focusing on fighting for seats on trains with Tokyo citizens, Natsume Kaede realized that sometimes good health may not help.

Sure enough, the trains traveling in Tokyo during the holidays are full and overloaded at any time. It is estimated that except for some Shinkansen to rural areas, it can be relieved.

Originally, he had been in line for several times before it was his turn. The next train is very close to the departure station and there is a high probability that there will be a seat. As a result, the tram just stopped fighting and the yellow light appeared. Just show up and get out of the car.

Natsume Kaede saw with his own eyes an old man in front who was still trembling just now, walking like flying. It should be said that he is a Tokyo citizen who has been on the tram for several decades. This loach skill is really better than youngster. There was a lot of pressure to squeeze it recklessly.

Fortunately, it seems that there are a lot of people next to the station, and the space is correspondingly vacant. There are three rows of seats in her carriage, plus he is second only to the elderly. The position is stable in my mind, it must not be so long.

Then the old man with deep loach skills started his show operation.

Sit in a side position, twist your body, kick your legs, and occupy all three positions! At    this time, it is in the alternate period of getting on and off the train, and the conductor has no time to notice the situation here. As for the people next to me, it doesn’t matter. As long as the mud on your feet doesn’t hit me, what do you want? It's all your business, and it has nothing to do with me anyway.

But Natsume Kaede is a little dumbfounded. Does the tram have sleepers too?    Because of his Hua Family and human nature, Natsume Kaede was not embarrassed to say directly, even more impossible to blame the old man because of his position, standing next to him, holding the handle, and watching quietly. Looking at the old man lying down.

This is also a silent resistance.

He would never believe that there was something wrong with the old man’s legs and feet. The swift and violent action of applying oil on the soles of the feet almost made Natsume Kaede think that the island country still has Lightweight Art.

And respect the old and cherish the young, it also scores the situation. Besides, people don’t have a place to sit. They just want to be lazy. If the old man in front of you really doesn’t want to get up, he Not to be angry.

But the next screen is Interesting.

The old man with slightly gray hair glared his eyes and said in a dissatisfied voice: "Boy, what are you doing while staring at me?"

Natsume Kaede heard the sound moved towards him and looked at it. , Realizing that the other party's sight seemed to stay on his face, he glanced all around and there was no one else. He hesitated and asked: "Are you talking about me?"

"Otherwise? "The old man rolled the eyes: "From the moment I got in the car, I found that something was wrong with you. I have been staring at me like nothing. Old fogey has bad legs and feet. Do you want to grab a spot?"

After saying this, the old man looked at him with a vigilant look, and he was really afraid that he would want to sit down when he said something.

Natsume Kaede can't help but feel a little dark, with poor legs and feet. You are as fast as a loach.

It can't be said that the loach has no legs, so you are really practicing.

He considered the language and slowly said: "Uh, no, you are really"

"Ah, Yumi, this way."

Before he could finish his words, the old man had already sat up and left two places on his left hand. His movements were eloquent, and he beckoned to a passenger who had just come up. The folds on his face smiled like a chrysanthemum. .

However, while vacating the position, the old man also turned his body sideways, and slid his left hand directly on the other end of the position. Naturally, he couldn't let others sit down, and slightly tilted his own one. One finger, pointing upright and erect, if anyone who doesn't open their eyes comes down, they will definitely be able to sit down with a different feeling today.

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