"President, I have something to do this afternoon. Can I take a leave from today's club activities?"

Xinggong Lin's response was very simple, just one word: "Okay".

It turned out that Nakano Aoi had something to do, so she went home to have dinner with An Zeliang.

An Zeliang didn't come to the club activities in the afternoon, and didn't even send a message asking for leave... It turned out that he was with Nakano Aoi.

pat.

Hoshimiya Rin turned off her phone and calmly put it back on the desk. Then, she looked at Ayase Mitsuha who was waiting for her reply, her lips slightly parted.

"I don't feel like taking a walk at night, Ayase, you should go and get some rest."

Ayase Mitsuha shuddered slightly... She inexplicably felt a chill from Hoshimiya Rin.

What happened to Miss Xinggong? After looking at her phone, she seemed even angrier...

But at this time, Ayase Mitsuha looked at the girl's expressionless face, and after thinking about it, she did not dare to ask any details, for fear of irritating Hoshimiya Rin again, so she could only nod and bow.

"...Yes, miss."

After Ayase Mitsuha left, Hoshimiya Rin took out the brown-covered notebook from her schoolbag again.

rustle...

Xinggong Lin turned the pages of the book, took out a ballpoint pen, turned to the last page, and continued writing according to the notes she had made during lunch break.

"Today, An Ze skipped the club activities for no reason."

After writing a sentence, she paused slightly and waved the tip of the ballpoint pen twice on the paper, as if she didn't know what to write next.

A few seconds later, Xinggong Lin opened her phone again, opened the picture in Nakano Aoi's circle of friends, then looked at the picture carefully, holding the ballpoint pen and started writing again.

After writing a lot of short words, Xinggong Lin tore off a piece of blank paper and copied all of them on it.

Snapped!

She closed the notebook expressionlessly and put it away again. Then, Hoshimiya Rin walked out of the study with the copied pages, found Ayase Mitsuha who was cleaning the living room, and handed it to her.

"Ayase, tell the chef not to serve these dishes at home again."

"Okay, miss." Ayase Mitsuha took the paper, glanced at it subconsciously, and immediately showed a puzzled look.

Cream stew, steamed egg custard, pork belly and cabbage lasagna...

"Miss, these are home-cooked dishes. Are you sure you don't want the chef to make them again?" asked Ayase Mitsuha.

"Well, I don't want to eat it anymore." Xinggong Lin nodded slightly.

Ayase Mitsuha looked at her, her face full of hesitation, and after a few seconds she couldn't help but ask.

"Miss, forget about the other dishes, but this cream stew is your favorite dish. Do you really want to remove it from the menu?"

"Yeah." Xinggong Lin still nodded, his expression calm, but his tone was very firm, "I don't like to eat now."

"...Okay, I understand, miss." Ayase Mitsuha didn't say anything else. She picked up the paper and walked into the kitchen to communicate with the chef.

Xinggong Lin let out a light breath and was about to go back to the bedroom to rest when her cell phone vibrated again.

With a frown, Xinggong Lin turned on the phone and wanted to turn on the do not disturb mode, but after seeing the incoming call, his expression was slightly startled. He pursed his lips tightly and answered the call.

"……dad."

While listening to the phone, Xinggong Lin walked into the bedroom and closed the door. After a few seconds, she nodded and spoke calmly.

"Well, I've already had dinner, so you don't have to worry about me...Just take more rest while you work."

Suddenly, I don’t know what the person on the other end of the phone said, Xinggong Lin’s fingers silently clenched the phone, and then loosened it.

After listening to the phone in silence for a while, she spoke lightly.

"My mother has already told me..."

"Dad, I'm thinking about it seriously. I'll tell you when I have the result."

"Um... um... OK, go to work, we'll talk when you're done."

The call was interrupted, and Xinggong Lin stood there silently. He looked at the photo that Nakano Aoi posted on WeChat Moments again, and pursed his lips.

Not knowing what she was thinking of, she suddenly turned around and walked out of the bedroom, found Ayase Mitsuha, and spoke to her indifferently.

"Ayase, I'm going to go for a walk, you arrange a driver."

"Okay, miss!" Ayase Mitsuha nodded and was about to go out immediately.

"Wait a minute." Xinggong Lin stopped her and continued, "You don't have to come with me, I can go out for a walk by myself, and..."

"You can rest tonight and don't have to wait for me to come back."

"... "

Inside the small western-style building, the dining table was filled with a variety of dishes, and three people were chatting happily with laughter.

After eating a lot of snacks in the room in the afternoon, An Zeliang was not really too hungry at the moment, so after eating three large bowls of rice, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and let out a long breath.

"Thank you for the treat. I'm full."

"As expected of the dishes made by Nakano-san, I don't want to eat in the cafeteria anymore after eating this."

Hearing An Zeliang's praise, Nakano Aoi smiled happily: "From now on, I will bring lunch boxes to An Ze classmate every day, and you don't have to go to the cafeteria to eat anymore."

"Our Xiaokui is so virtuous." The wife joked with a smile, "But, since Anze eats the lunch boxes you make every day, will he never be able to eat other people's food again?"

"Hmm...it seems that An Ze-san will have no choice but to marry into our family when the time comes."

"Sister-in-law!" Nakano Aoi opened her eyes wide, her face suddenly turned red, and she quickly interrupted her wife's words.

"I brought lunch to Anze because I wanted him to eat healthier... not for any weird reasons..."

"Besides, An Ze is a boy, so he shouldn't marry me. He should marry me..."

Before she could finish her words, Nakano Aoi met the wife's mischievous gaze.

What did I just say!

Nakano Aoi reacted and subconsciously covered her mouth, looking at An Zeliang embarrassedly.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After clearing her throat, Nakano Aoi put down her little hand, as if nothing had happened just now, blushing as if nothing had happened, and changed the subject.

"An Ze, thank you for teaching me how to do the exercises today... If I still don't understand something tomorrow, could you please have another study session with me?"

"Of course." An Zeliang nodded with a smile.

Seeing that An Zeliang agreed, Nakano Aoi breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered something and hurriedly looked at his wife... After all, the other party is an elder, and when inviting friends to visit, one should actually ask for the elders' opinions first.

But Nakano Aoi was so happy just now that she forgot about it.

Noticing Nakano Aoi's gaze, the lady smiled slightly and spoke without waiting for Nakano Aoi to ask.

"Well, seeing how hard you study, sister-in-law wants An Ze to come more often... Since you have made an appointment, just send me a message next time you come."

"Student An Ze, you must take good care of my useless Xiao Kui."

"Mrs. Nakano is exaggerating. Mr. Nakano is very smart and understands everything you say immediately." An Zeliang's words were not just a compliment but the truth.

"That's right, sister-in-law, I'm also very smart, but not as smart as Anze..." Nakano Aoi stomped her feet lightly and said in a coquettish tone.

"Okay, okay, I was just joking. Why are you two bullying your sister-in-law together? Oh, the child will be beaten up and bully your sister-in-law with his boyfriend..."

The lady seemed especially gentle in front of Nakano Aoi, like an elder and a sister. She joked with him more often and covered her face with her fair little hands, making an aggrieved expression.

"Sister-in-law, you are making fun of me again...!"

"I won't say it anymore. I really won't say it this time."

We had dinner quite late today, and after chatting for a while, it was completely dark outside.

An Zeliang also found a suitable time to say goodbye to his wife and Nakano Aoi and prepared to go home to rest.

Before leaving, Aoi Nakano also brought a lot of snacks to Anze Liang, including the milk pudding he had just eaten today.

"See you tomorrow, Anze-san."

Nakano Aoi walked An Zeliang to the door of his house, waved to him, and said with a smile

The street light reflected on the girl's soft and fair face, creating a very warm color.

"Well, see you tomorrow, Nakano-san." An Zeliang nodded, turned and walked to the door of the apartment and went in.

The elevator was not on the first floor today. An Zeliang pressed the up button and waited.

Ten seconds later, the elevator door opened, and An Zeliang was about to go in... but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

In the elevator...

There stood the Lolita girl.

She was wearing a pure black Lolita dress today, as if she was going to a funeral. She was still pulling the oversized suitcase in her hand, with a look of loss on her face. If you listened carefully, she seemed to be muttering something.

"How come it's gone..."

“So soon…?”

Muttering these words repeatedly, the Lolita girl raised her head, looked at An Zeliang, and slowly walked out of the elevator step by step with her luggage.

crunch, crunch...

The wheels of the suitcase rolled on the ground, making an unpleasant noise, but the suitcase seemed to be empty today, and there was no blood flowing out, but it still emitted a very old and unpleasant smell.

pat.

When she came in front of An Zeliang, the Lolita girl suddenly stopped, stared at An Zeliang, waved her hand, revealed a strange smile, and greeted him with a somewhat happy tone.

"Good evening, Anze."

"Hey... you can't come back so late. Haven't you heard that the scumbag killer... has started committing crimes again?"

again?

An Zeliang looked at the Lolita girl with some confusion.

The last time he met Officer Matsumiya, he also said that the scum killer had committed another crime. He wondered if it was the same case mentioned by the Lolita girl.

But didn’t Matsui Rena move away? Is she planning to come back and settle down?

An Zeliang didn't think much about it. Matsui Rena was not a particularly big danger to him at the moment.

An Zeliang nodded slightly to the Lolita girl and walked into the elevator. The Lolita girl did not leave, but stood there quietly, looking at An Zeliang.

"By the way, I don't think I've ever asked your name."

Meeting the Lolita girl's gaze, An Zeliang asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"Name?" The Lolita girl touched her chin with her fingers, thought for a while, and suddenly smiled.

"Next time, the next time we meet, if you are still alive, I will tell you your name."

Squeaky...

The old elevator door slowly closed, and the Lolita girl disappeared from sight.

Still alive next time?

An Zeliang frowned. What did she mean?

As he was thinking about it, An Zeliang raised his head and saw a figure sitting in front of his house from a distance, leaning against the door with his head tilted, as if he was asleep.

"…Hayao-sensei?"

An Zeliang paused slightly.

Hayano Hoshiko was holding her phone, curling up her long legs pitifully, with her head leaning against the door, and she had fallen asleep...

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes casting thick shadows, half-covering her dark eye circles, and her brows were furrowed, obviously she was not sleeping well.

While An Zeliang was talking, a line of saliva slowly flowed from her slightly opened lips...

"Hayao-sensei, Hayano-sensei?"

An Zeliang gently pushed Hayano Hoshiko and called her several times, and finally woke her up.

"Hmm...? Yes, is Anze-san back?"

Hayano Hoshiko moved her head, and her cervical vertebrae suddenly made a fragile cracking sound. She immediately covered the back of her neck with a grimace, rubbed her eyes with her other hand, and opened her eyes with difficulty.

When she saw that it was really An Zeliang, her confused eyes lit up slightly.

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