The silver needle penetrates and pulls the red thread.
Shangzi sat by the window, concentrating on sewing the puppet in his hand, until the two parts were completely connected, then he picked up the scissors and carefully cut off the needle and thread.
Before starting the next step, she looked up at the white clouds stained with twilight in the sky, and then looked at the houses opposite.
"Hasn't Chunhai come back yet..."
Mori Mijia.
Naruse lay on his back on the floor, with a disheveled Morimi sitting on him.
Looking at the ceiling and her face that looked a bit broken and panicked, he couldn't help but sigh.
"...It's too cunning."
When he opened the door, Mori was soothing himself.
When he encountered this kind of thing, his first reaction was to feel embarrassed.
No matter for his sake or for Morimi's sake, leaving immediately is the most correct choice.
However, Morimi didn't seem to think so. He chased him out crying, but he tripped over his pants at the door of the room and fell to the ground, unable to move for a long time.
Seeing that something was not right, he had to turn around to help her, but when he was least prepared, she pushed him down and pinned him to the ground.
"I forgot..."
Sitting on his waist, Mori Jian pinched his neck with both hands, looking like he was ready to use force at any time, "I forgot--"
"Okay." Naruse closed his eyes, "I have forgotten everything."
"..."
How could it be possible to forget so quickly?
What's more, she is still naked on top of him.
Obviously I just want to vent some stress...
Now that the situation has developed, Morimi feels that he is only one step away from complete collapse.
What should she do...
I really want to die.
"Wait a minute——"
Sensing that her hands suddenly began to exert force, Naruse, who was trying to pretend to be dead to get rid of this embarrassing situation, immediately opened his eyes and said, "Are you planning to kill someone and silence them?"
The look on her face was half numb and half at a loss as she was about to cry.
"It's okay, it won't hurt. It will be over soon. I will bury Naruse beside your favorite river..."
"..."
Morimi is broken.
Naruse could only pry the palm of her neck off her neck and fold it with a little force. She immediately let go of her hand in pain.
The pain in her hands made her wake up a lot, and there was also a feeling of coldness and pain everywhere in her body.
The moment I tripped and fell to the floor was real.
Hit hard by the pain and lingering shame, she lay down and curled up on his chest, her voice hoarse.
"I really want to die..."
Looking at the ceiling, Naruse accidentally felt the soft touch coming from his waist and chest. He only felt that his body was cold and his head hurt.
"Anyway... put on your clothes first."
......
Nearly half an hour later, Morimi came down from the room upstairs after changing clothes.
During this period, except for ordering Naruse not to leave, she didn't say a word.
Sitting in the living room, seeing that she was finally willing to come down, before Naruse could speak, she spoke first.
"Didn't Naruse have a few girlfriends when he was in Tokyo?"
"No...eh?"
"Really?"
She pushed her hair behind her ears and said in a calm tone, "No wonder she made such a fuss just seeing a girl's body."
"..."
Naruse really doesn’t want to talk to her.
Who was crying and wanting to die just now?
"Yes, I'm really sorry."
She came over and sat down, her face still calm: "I will forget it, you should forget it too."
"Okay."
On both sides of the low table, the two people glanced at each other.
"If you dare to speak out, I will kill you."
"...I know, stop talking."
Despite receiving multiple assurances from him, Morimi could not help but sigh heavily.
She covered her face, lowered her head and was silent for a while, then opened her palm slightly and looked at him from between her fingers.
"Abnormal."
"..."
In order not to irritate her, Naruse said nothing.
"It's really abnormal to stay in the house of a young girl alone for a whole day without saying a word."
"You are overthinking, I just came here."
"Really?"
"I'll go back after reading the book."
"What book?"
Thinking of Morimi's state in the morning, Naruse guessed that she didn't notice it at all, so he didn't bother to elaborate.
"You bought it in the store. After I finished reading, I found you asleep in the room, so I went home first. What time do you think it is now."
Morimi was silent for a while, lamenting in his heart what a coincidence.
"Why did you come here at this time..."
"I regret it too."
She glared at him and wanted to say something, but she didn't.
Naruse stood up and said, "If nothing happens, I'll go back first."
"What are you doing here today?"
He looked at her, and she picked up the torn book on the table, "You want to repair this, right?"
"Is it still too late today?" Naruse asked.
"It's not a big problem."
"I mean...well, are you in good condition?"
"I said no·question."
Morimi glared at him and put down the torn book, "Just wait, I'll find the repair tools."
"Do you want my help?"
"Do you know where to put it?"
"I don't know."
"That's it."
Naruse didn't say anything and sat down. When Mori stood up, his stomach suddenly made a sound.
Gu——
"..."
The noise lasted for a while.
She raised her hand and put it on her belly, then glared at him, "Don't stare."
"I didn't stare." Naruse's retort was somewhat weak.
"I haven't eaten for a day and a night." Morimi said.
"Yeah."
"Do you just say 'hmm' and keep sitting?"
"..."
Naruse stood up and asked, "Are there any ingredients here?"
But she smiled and asked, "Can Naruse really know how to cook?"
"I'm not particularly good at it, at least I can eat it myself."
"I thought Shangzi had spoiled you rotten."
"What are you talking about? Shangzi ate the breakfast I prepared today."
"Really?"
Morimi did not dwell on this issue, "The kitchen is over there, the ingredients are in the refrigerator, I don't know what else."
"What do you want to eat Morimi?"
"Whatever, Naruse just watch and do it."
She continued to look for tools to repair books, and Naruse went to the kitchen and opened the Morimi family's refrigerator and took a look.
"Do you have udon...just right."
It only takes a while to cook udon noodles. There are no other ingredients and it is relatively simple to make.
Seeing that there were eggs beside it, he took them out too.
After lighting a fire and boiling water, Naruse opened the back door next to the kitchen and took a look. It was exactly as he remembered, there was a small vegetable patch outside.
He cut off a handful of green onions, washed and chopped them, and set them aside for later use.
"——Found it."
Naruse turned around and saw Mori Jian holding a gray tool bag in his hand and looking at him, "What are you going to let me eat?"
"Udon. Is that okay?"
"Well..."
"Add another egg."
"Okay." She smiled, as if she had forgotten all the pressure and what had happened before.
Naruse turned back, "Then let's wait a while."
"Okay."
She carried the tool bag to the living room. Naruse stared at the cooking pot and suddenly remembered that Naoko was still waiting at home, so he sent her a message, saying that he would be back later.
After cooking the noodles, adding chopped green onions and eggs, Morimi said he wanted to eat them in the living room, so Naruse brought them over.
"Only one bowl?"
"Isn't it enough? Then I'll cook some more."
"I'm talking about Naruse himself."
"Supper? I have to go home later."
She didn't say anything, picked up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of noodles and brought it to her mouth. Reading 溺
"Hot..."
"Be careful."
She blew and sucked the whole noodle into her mouth, and the smile appeared on her face again.
"It tastes really good, beyond my expectations."
"You're just too hungry."
Naruse glanced at the torn book placed aside, and it seemed that it had been repaired.
He stretched out his hand to take it, and Mori suddenly opened his eyes wide, but with noodles stuffed in his mouth, he could only moan.
With a snap, the book fell out of its hard cover and hit the table.
"..."
Naruse looked at Morimi. She swallowed the noodles and looked at him, "It's not done yet. All the previous efforts have been in vain."
He was a little embarrassed and looked at the tool bag next to him.
"Just put some glue on it, I'll do it..."
"——Leave it alone."
The professional issued a warning, and he retracted his hand obediently.
"We'll talk after I finish eating." Morimi took off his foggy glasses and took another sip of noodles.