I just want to be a regular writer

"Ring Ling Ling..."

It was the sound of the cat grass playing with the bell ball, and the hairless cat was surprised by this irregular sound.

Jiliang Jiying glanced at them, changed clothes and went out.

......

The hospital around 7 in the morning is still busy.

Fortunately, this is a hospital, not noisy.

Kira Yoshikage completed the procedures at the front desk, and after chatting with the doctor a few more words, she came to Kira Yoshihiro's ward.

The little old man looked in good spirits, half-lying with a spoon and looking at the nutritious meal provided by the hospital with a bitter expression on his face.

Kira Yoshihiro's eyes lit up when he saw Kira Yoshikage: "Kiyage!"

"Ok."

Jiliang Jiying responded and sat down on the side of the hospital bed.

There is nothing that must be said-not to mention, Kira Yoshikage has full confidence, if he speaks himself... No matter what he mentions, the little old man will definitely shift the topic to "what to eat today", and then develop to the beginning The degree of order.

Maybe even if he is smart enough, one person cannot be completely right.

Yoshihiro Kira stared at his son with a serious expression.

——It seems to be a little thinner.

Ah, that's not important.

This kind of thing that can be compensated by eating a few more meals is not important.

The important thing is...

Yoshihiro Kira looked at the dark circles under his son's eyes and the vague hostility in his eyes, and his mood was very complicated.

The father and son did not look at each other, just Kira Yoshihiro unilaterally looking at his son.

After a long silence, Yoshihiro Kira hesitated and said, "What's the matter with you?"

"Ok?"

Jiliang Jiying raised her eyebrows and looked at her father: "What do you mean?"

——What's wrong with him?

"...It's nothing." The little old man sighed and looked away.

The sadness in his eyes was deep, because the sigh affected the wound, but he didn't even dare to gasp.

——Something happened to his son.

Once this idea comes out, it cannot be suppressed.

Kira Yoshihiro's muddy eyes were faintly lit by water—he wanted to say something so that his Jiying could get better.

but...

What are you talking about?

Yoshihiro Kira suddenly realized that he had always been too dependent on his son.

He has a very capable son. Although his temperament is worrying, he is almost perfect. At least in the eyes of Mr. Yoshihiro Yoshihiro, there is no child in this world that can compare to Yoshiage.

——Such Jiying should be happy.

Get better soon.

Thinking of this, Yoshihiro Kira took out the magazine that the nurse brought him to relieve his boredom earlier, and pulled Yoshihiro Kira to chat.

Kira Yoshikage is very cooperative, so cooperative that makes him suspect that this might be a dream.

In terms of composure, Yoshihiro Kira is definitely not his son's opponent.

With a light sigh, Yoshihiro Kira put down the magazine, "Have you encountered something bad?... I mean, except for this." He pointed to his wound.

It's strange.

Jiliang Jiying raised her eyebrows and looked at her father, and then chuckled, "Except for this." He then pointed to his father's abdomen and smiled: "Everything is fine."

When retracting his hand, Kira Yoshikage pressed the position of his chest.

There is a "partner" for a peaceful life.

What else can be called bad?

——Ah, there is something wrong.Suzuki Megumi is not getting better yet, which is really disturbing.

"is it?..."

"Rather than worrying about it, it's better to heal your wounds with peace of mind."

Jiliang Jiying always smiled.

The lazy, idle morning did not make people feel uncomfortable. Jiliang Jiying sat quietly in his father's ward for the whole morning, and after agreeing to give his father a meal within a reasonable range, he left with a bag.

There are still classes in the afternoon.

Always a patient, Kira Yoshihiro can stay up all morning to see his son.

As soon as Jiliang Jiying left, he fell asleep groggy.

In the single ward facing south, even dust can read air.They float slowly in the air, playing in the sun.

A breeze broke in through the window that was only open, and raised a corner of the curtain mischievously.

Everything is calm.

——Yes, if there is no such thing as suddenly appearing in the shadow of the corner of the ward in silence, looking at something of Yoshihiro Kira.

The "Snail Girl" who was guarding outside the ward seemed to feel a little bit.

He tilted his head slightly, seemingly puzzled.

But everything is business as usual.

As a result, "Snail Girl" returned to the corridor again, quietly completing her task.