Chapter 278 278. She should have something serious to do
"Ho ho. Ho."
The sound of violent breathing kept coming, and the high chest under the beige sweater was rising and falling. Seiko Kamiya felt weak all over, his face suddenly turned pale, and he subconsciously tightened his grip after being hugged by a strong arm.
Losing the ability to support herself, this feeling of powerlessness can make people panic, especially since she is extremely independent, and it feels like her heart is being squeezed.
She was hugged and slowly sat down again, curling up and breathing violently. It stands to reason that such a frightening situation should have eased after a while, but Minamoto Yorimitsu felt that she was breathing faster.
Her slender white right hand reached out and hurriedly reached into the bag that Minamoto norimitsu was carrying for her. She fumbled around a few times before she reached inside and took out a small white bottle.
Kamiya Seiko, who had never lost his dignity and calmness, looked flustered. He held the small white bottle to his lips with trembling fingers and kept spraying it. He opened his lips and took several quick breaths. It took more than ten seconds for him to feel better.
Minamoto Yorimitsu also squatted down and kept stroking her back with his hands, trying to ease her pain as much as possible, and then asked with a solemn face: "Asthma?"
Feeling the power gradually returning to his body, Seiko Kamiya whispered: "It's so rude, I've been discovered."
She seemed to want to say something else, but the next moment the symptoms seemed to relapse. Shengzi Shengzi's expression changed and he hurriedly put the vaporizing spray in front of his lips.
Her chest rose and fell violently several times again, and she waited for more than thirty seconds before she gradually recovered.
It's just that his face is extremely pale, with almost no trace of blood visible. His thin crimson lips are slightly open, and he is breathing in the air greedily.
"Is it still serious? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"It's almost enough to rest for a while."
"Then don't sit here. I remember when I was taking a health class in high school, I was told that it was better to lie down and rest."
Feeling that the arm that was holding her gently just now began to exert strength, her already weak body did not resist and lay directly to the side.
Lying on a man's lap was her first experience in life. To be honest, there was no special feeling, let alone any heat or smell. It was just softer and she knew it was pillowed on soft tissue.
But sometimes people's brain function is very strong. Even if there is no special feeling, or even the softness is not as soft as the pillows on the sofa, as long as they think of themselves pillowing on Minamoto Noraimitsu's legs, they will raise their eyes and look at them from an angle that they have never seen before.
If he looks at each other, he is destined not to be calm.
Just like caring about a certain plot, although the memory will be forgotten, the psychological effect will continue to be consolidated.
Not only men care about each other's experiences, many women are also very serious about certain situations. This is why women will always remember the first man who caused him pain, because of the psychological effect.
"Does this feel better?" Minamoto Yoriguang asked her to lie as flat as possible, aligning her neck with her left thigh, so as not to cause discomfort to her cervical spine.
Asthma is a common disease, so health care classes in junior high schools are included in the textbooks. Of course, the knowledge taught is very shallow and all are simple operations.
Lying down can reduce the amount of activity, and lying down on her back or lying on her side can reduce the pressure on her lungs, so he forced her to lie down on her back.
Although Minamoto no Yorimitsu had been calm and composed just now, his face was actually very solemn now. It was scary to see people gasping for breath, but he had seen Koto and Amami faint, so he had experience.
"Much better." Shengzi Shengzi replied in a low voice.
"Do you need help? For example, I asked others to buy a bottle of water, but I remember that I don't need to drink it."
Minamoto Yorimitsu thought carefully about the treatment of asthma in his memory, raised his head, looked around and spoke.
Seiko Kamiya looked up at his chin, and in order to avoid showing a strange expression, he moved his cheek slightly towards the inner side of his thigh: "Just rest for a while."
After saying this, she breathed lightly.
It seems to be adjusting the rhythm of breathing.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't speak for a while, he looked down at her and turned her head away from him, and touched the cold back of her exposed hand with his left hand.
He sat on the wooden bench and pondered for a moment.
He raised his arms, took off the black down jacket he was wearing, and then covered her body under the bewildered gaze of Seiko Kamiya.
Feeling the sudden warmth, Seiko Kamiya's eyes kept flashing: "Did you do this on purpose?"
"It's not intentional. Could it be that this dress has grown legs on its own and can cover you?" Minamoto Yorimitsu was tucking his down jacket with his fingers. After hearing her words, he replied with a smile.
"I mean superficiality on purpose."
"To capture you?" Minamoto norimitsu asked with a smile, and then said in a normal tone: "It's just what friends should do. I didn't hug you and put a dress on you to make you cry.
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He did do it on purpose, but it was just because he saw that she was cold that he covered her with his down jacket.
Because the body has gone through several growth spurts.
Not only his physical strength and endurance, but also his cold resistance have been enhanced. It has always been his principle to help others without going against his own interests.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu took out his mobile phone and looked at the time.
It's now 7:45 pm.
There were no messages or calls. He glanced at it a few times and put the phone in his pocket. Then he turned and glanced at the ankles of the Holy Son of Kamiya hanging on the ground not far away.
I couldn't see clearly just now, but now I can just see the blood bruises on her ankles under the street light.
He also just saw that she was wearing high heels.
It's not entirely correct to say that high heels are the kind of high heels with a flat sole on the heel but a protruding part that cannot be seen from a bird's eye view.
However, now that Seiko Kamiya is lying on his lap with his feet hanging in mid-air, the slightly higher soles can be seen, and Minamoto Yorimitsu finally understands.
These shoes are a compromise between flat soles and high heels.
They look more business-like and formal, and are more comfortable than wearing high heels, but they are not flat shoes after all, and they are not suitable for walking. They will definitely wear your feet after walking for a long time.
But he quickly looked away.
He spoke while tugging on the fallen down jacket.
"Didn't you say there's nothing wrong with your health?"
"It's not a big deal."
"Asthma is not a small problem, and judging from your medication habits just now, it is obvious that it is not a short-term condition. Chronic asthma is life-threatening."
Minamoto Yorimitsu laughed and exposed her directly.
Asthma is not uncommon, but this cannot deny its danger. Once suffocation occurs without timely treatment, the mortality rate remains high.
He didn't think it was a small problem for the other party.
After all, with the family background of Seiko Kamiya, there is absolutely no resource constraint if you want to treat a disease. It is estimated that he has a private health doctor, but it is still complicated until now, which shows the seriousness to a certain extent.
I remembered the last time she asked me to go to Lake Biwa.
While walking near the Minami Shrine, I accidentally fell into the water. The lake was obviously very shallow, but I choked on it and couldn't stand up.
Moreover, his face was extremely pale and his breathing was abnormal. At that time, he had already begun to become suspicious.
Until he saw her holding the asthma spray and the obviously stiff tone when she answered him just now, he had a rough guess.
"The root cause of the disease since childhood is not as serious as you think, and it has been treated over the years."
"I may not have that much time-"
As soon as she finished speaking, Minamoto norimitsu said this sentence in a deliberately high-pitched tone. After successfully attracting her attention, he said with a smile:
"Miss Shengzi said this when she was at Lake Biwa. I asked you why at that time, but you didn't tell me, but now I should have found the answer."
Shengzi Shengya frowned slightly when he heard this, but he did not lose his calmness after all. His face changed a few times and then he said: "Why are you telling you this kind of thing? To let you know that I am suffering from a disease, and I will tell you about the scandal myself?"
What she said was actually correct.
People subconsciously hide things like hidden diseases, and no one likes looking at them strangely.
Of course Minamoto Yorimitsu could understand, but he still smiled and said: "Our relationship is not about talking."
"Then you still call me Miss Shengzi."
"Isn't it the same for you? Miss Shengzi told me to call me Aguang from now on when we were in Saga Forest."
Minamoto Yorimitsu responded with a smile, looking down at her from above, but what was surprising next was that she actually called out softly.
"Aguang."
Seiko Kamiya's face looked a little unnatural.
It seems that it has never been called before.
So the sound is more like a whisper.
I don't know whether it was the strange tone of his voice or the shame of such an intimate address, but Seiko Kamiya turned his head again and took two deep breaths with his lips slightly open.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and then he addressed him with a smile hidden in his eyes: "Holy Son."
This title seems to have a strange magic power.
The body of Holy Son Kamiya trembled slightly.
Minamoto Yorimitsu noticed it and couldn't help but laugh while looking at her side face under the lamp.
Seiko Kamiya pursed his lips tightly, feeling unusually upset: "It's too disgusting. Please don't look at me with that look. It's worse than that lustful look."
Minamoto no Yoriguang said nothing after hearing this.
It's just that I laughed out loud than before.
The face of Shengzi Seiko became gloomy, and the breath in his chest suddenly became clearer. He pushed his elbow on his thigh to push his body up, and no longer rested on the pillow.
She frowned and took off her down jacket.
She glanced at Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was still smiling, and this smile in her eyes made her feel inexplicably angry. She put her left foot on the ground, picked up her bag, and looked ready to leave.
However, as soon as she stood up, Minamoto Noraimitsu grabbed her.
"Why didn't you say something about your ankle discomfort?"
"Any normal person can think of you, won't you be tired after walking for a day? I'm just testing whether you are attentive."
"It seems I didn't pass the level."
"At least they didn't let me walk back."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu helped her, who was uncoordinated with her left foot on the ground, and said: "There is an old saying that calls for correcting deviations in management control. I wonder if you can give me a chance to make amends."
"How to fix it? Want to hug me?"
Holy Son Kamiya glanced at him sideways.
"You can also use it on your back," Minamoto no Yorimitsu said.
"When you said that, I suspected that you had noticed it a long time ago, but I would rather have my feet bruised than take advantage of it, so I didn't say anything."
"If you are too smart, you will think too much. Maybe I am sincere but you imagine that I am not sincere?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at her without hesitation.
I can't find anything strange on my face.
Seiko Kamiya narrowed his eyes and finally grabbed his collar, neither saying yes nor no.
"Front or behind?"
"later."
"Come up."
The moment he put it on his back, Minamoto no Yoriguang felt the soft touch on his back, and he was glad that he forgot to put on his down jacket again, otherwise he wouldn't feel it at all.
But because he was carrying it on his back, the angle of his sight made it impossible to see the expression of Seiko Kamiya.
The temperature in the park is getting lower and lower. Although he has good physical strength, it does not mean that he will not feel tired carrying a person weighing 100 pounds. After walking for about a few hundred meters, his breathing rhythm will inevitably become disordered.
Moreover, Seiko Kamiya seems to be very smart, raising his body to support his shoulders, so that he does not have to press on him, but it will increase the pressure on Minamoto Noriomitsu.
He originally sat at the central fountain, but Ueno Park is a big park, and there are not many pedestrians even at night. The parking place is quite far away, so he probably has to carry it on his back for five or six minutes to get to the parking place.
"Ring ring ring——"
A dull cell phone ringtone rang.
Minamoto Yorimitsu didn't have any hands to hold it, so he pushed up her thigh and said, "Help me take the phone out of my pocket."
"Can I not answer this call?"
"What if it's important?"
"Today is a date with me, and now your time also belongs to me. I don't like to be interrupted when doing things."
The Holy Son of Kamiya, who had been carried all the way, seemed to be in a much better mood than before. Feeling that he had stopped, there was a sense of joking in his tone.
"You put the speakerphone on and I'll answer the call."
Minamoto Noraimitsu said helplessly.
This time Kamiya Seiko agreed.
She took out her cell phone from his pocket and connected it.
"Yuan-kun, I've arrived in Tokyo."
It’s the sound of the royal medicine bag tea sound.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu slightly turned his head and glanced at Seiko Kantani, and said casually: "Are you here so soon?"
"Yes, because this is an exchange event organized by the production committee, it is quite important, so I need to come here a few days in advance. I just got off the Shinkansen, and someone should pick me up later. Don't worry about anything."
Listening to this normal wording, Minamoto norimitsu continued: "If there is anything you are not used to, or if you encounter any trouble, don't be embarrassed to tell me."
"I will." Yuyao Bag Chayin said at the other end.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was still walking forward, and the two were silent for a while. The grandmaster seemed to feel something strange.
After a brief greeting, I hung up the phone.
There were no other topics to talk about. Minamoto no Yorimitsu breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the master had noticed it.
But before he could speak.
The mobile phone in Seiko Kamiya's hand rang again.
"Ring ring ring——"
Behind her, Seiko Kamiya slowly put the phone screen in front of his face, showed the contacts on it, and said in an unpredictable voice: "There is one more."
She leaned her head on his shoulder and said with an inexplicable tone in her voice: "You are usually quite busy."
Minamoto no Yoriguang's eyelids twitched, but his expression remained unchanged and he said in a serious voice: "It should be something serious."
Holy Son Kamiya cannot deny this.
It's just that his body moved a little when he was laughing.
In fact, Ryokage Tenkai rarely calls him on normal days, and even if he pesters people, he will usually be on the chat software, so Minamoto Noraimitsu can rest assured.
I usually only choose to call when it's urgent.
As soon as the call was connected, a soft and sweet sound made his eyelids jump wildly.
"Senior, I miss you, I miss you so much"
Minamoto norimitsu's footsteps paused.
Although he couldn't see behind it.
But I can also feel some sadness.
"Hello? Senior? Senior, are you here?"
"Why don't you say anything? Is it because I owe the bill?"
"No, I've already picked up the call. It's from the mobile phone."