Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

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Lin Jiashu didn't turn on the TV, and even the living room lights were only on at their dimmest setting... There were marks on the fabric sofa in the living room, and a book was placed next to it.

Watching him quietly walk over and pour her water, Xiaolan felt a little worried.

—She knew that Yoshiki would usually be watching Yoko Okino's new drama at this time.

But not today. Sitting in the living room with only such a dim light on, are you still worried about today's events?

"The pajamas are so cute!"

Seeing her standing there lost in thought, Lin Jiashu smiled.

"These are the clothes I got from my mom's house last time."

As Xiaolan spoke, her face turned red again.

She thought of what happened last time.

But seeing Lin Jiashu's gentle, smiling face, she stepped forward.

"Brother Jiashu, you really can't be blamed for what happened today."

Why are you still bringing this up now?

“Because no matter how you look at it, you care about this matter… But, as everyone knows, in that situation, something sad will inevitably happen. Yoshiki-nii has done a good job… No, Yoshiki-nii has done his best to prevent everyone from getting hurt, which is something to be thankful for.”

She hugged Lin Jiashu as she spoke.

Her slender hands gently embraced him, and she softly rested her beautiful face on his shoulder...

You can feel her body temperature from her gentle touch, and you can smell the evening primrose scent of her shampoo without having to bend down.

Lin Jiashu did not respond.

But Xiaolan could feel that his shoulders seemed to relax a bit.

At such a close distance,

Through his thin pajamas, I could almost hear his heartbeat gradually steadying... that powerful beating, his presence as a man was so close.

"I know."

Lin Jiashu spoke, his deep voice slightly hoarse: "...I've always understood what you meant, Ran, but after all, those were two lives. Those two lives disappeared right before my eyes, so directly and decisively, right after I finished my deduction—my initial intention to become a detective was to help others, but in the end, this happened... Maybe if it had been a little later, a little later, there would have been a turning point? Or maybe I would have thought of some way—"

"But Yoshiki-san, you don't need to take all the blame on yourself."

Xiaolan interrupted Lin Jiashu and looked intently into his eyes.

Those dark eyes, which I always remembered as so calm and composed, now seemed to hold a look of bewilderment and distress...

Upon seeing this, Xiaolan felt a sudden tightness in her chest, a stinging, uncomfortable sensation.

But on the other hand, she suddenly felt a little relieved.

Jia Shu finally stopped keeping everything bottled up inside him.

It's definitely better to have an outlet for your emotions.

So she gently opened her arms and tried to hug Lin Jiashu's face, bringing him to her chest.

There was nothing restricting her movement under her pajamas.

"Really, don't think about these things anymore..."

"It was Jia Shu who stood up and protected everyone. Now I can stand here with Jia Shu safely, which is really an amazing thing."

"So, please stop obsessing over things, okay?"

When she felt his body stiffen suddenly and then slowly relax, Xiaolan gently stroked the back of his head.

The person who is always being taken care of actually enjoys taking care of others the most.

The girl's bright eyes shone with a gentle light.

"Is it okay, Yoshiki-nii?"

"good……"

Chapter 434: Now it seems the situation might have worsened.

Different times, different sofas

But the same behavior—

The girl lying on the sofa tilted her head gently, gazing tenderly at the handsome face in her arms, and gently stroking the back of his head.

"..."

Taking it too seriously.

Even though no matter how hard he tried, nothing would come out, he was still too serious from beginning to end.

Although I was prepared,

Although it was expected,

However, when she was being sucked in very hard, the sensation still made the girl make a humming sound, and her long eyelashes trembled from time to time.

However, when I calmed down, the emotions that welled up in my heart were shy, but more than that, they were a sense of pride and satisfaction in my dedication.

—I did help Jiashu.

—I am healing him.

Just thinking about it makes me feel joyful.

Even now, looking at his face, Xiaolan couldn't help but wish that he would indulge in this more.

Of course, she was too embarrassed to say such things.

"..."

What time is it now?

Speaking of which, is Mom almost done with her work?

What is the case she is going to court for tomorrow?

In the slow and quiet flow of time, Xiaolan had plenty of free time to think about these seemingly unrelated questions.

at last,

Lin Jiashu stopped.

He propped himself up slightly, resting his arm against Xiaolan's cheek. His handsome, almost ethereal face was close to her breath, but then he moved away and let out a satisfied sigh near her ear.

"..."

Xiao Lan blushed slightly, finding that sigh incredibly sexy.

"Are you feeling any better, Yoshiki-kun?"

"...In terms of mood, I feel much better."

"From a psychological perspective?"

"From another perspective, things may have gotten even worse."

"what?"

Just moments ago, she radiated a gentle, maternal glow, but her expression was quickly replaced by the bewilderment of a sixteen-year-old girl.

Her slender hand was grasped by Lin Jiashu.

He was led down by his large hands.

"I was thinking of going to the hospital for another check-up in a few days to see if the results would be better... but now it seems that the situation may have worsened."

"Brother Jiashu,"

Xiao Lan's voice immediately became high-pitched.

Her face flushed red like a tomato, and her eyes became confused, because her hand, which was being led by Lin Jiashu's hand, had already touched her.

From temperature to circumference, from touch to sight.

Lin Jiashu's life was entrusted to her.

"I'm sorry, Xiaolan."

"Brother Jiashu..."

The girl's bewildered look was like the best reward to him at that moment, making him unable to resist moving closer.

Lin Jiashu kissed her lips.

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It smells a bit like jujubes.

Even now, thinking back, I still feel a bit dazed at the dinner table.

"What's wrong? Aren't you interested in pizza?"

"Eating pizza at night is too much of a burden."

"Eating it occasionally is harmless."

Seeing her daughter looking somewhat distracted while eating the pizza, Eri asked curiously. When she received a gentle reply from Yoshiki Hayashi, she smiled and said, "Or is Yoshiki going to go for a run again after she finishes eating?"

"...No need this time."

"What running?"

Xiao Lan, who had already come to her senses, asked subconsciously.

“One night, your brother Yoshiki ate a bowl of ramen and then went downstairs to run for at least an hour.”

Why?

"To maintain my figure."

Seeing her daughter's somewhat surprised expression, Eri Kisaki smiled.

They're not even denying the "your Jiashu brother" thing anymore...

These two kids are making some very encouraging progress lately.

"Mainly because I happened to have nothing to do at that time."

"Anyway, Xiaoshu, are you feeling any better now?"

"Yes, please don't worry, Aunt Eri."