Pet boy under the snow

"Because Xue Na will not get angry for no reason, so I judge the problem should be on me."

Shirachi spoke with a hesitant expression on his face, and then handed the other half of the pudding in front of Xuexia, reluctantly looking at the pudding for the last time.

Xuexia glanced at Baizhi secretly and saw his miserable look. The anger just disappeared a lot, and he felt a little funny inexplicably.

Why can he make a snack like he has made some life and death choices?

Yukinoshita calmly picked up the spoon and deliberately ate in front of Shirachi.

Under Baizhi's eager gaze, Xuexia continued to take a bite of the pudding and ate it.

"Want to eat?" Xuexia stopped his movements and looked at Bai Zhi with his head sideways.

Bai Zhi nodded, and shook his head quickly.

"I will do what I promised others. Since I promised to give you today's snack, I will do it."

Xuexia's eyes looked up, shining brightly, "Then what if I want to eat your snacks tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow I won't necessarily annoy you, so I have no reason to give you tomorrow's snack." After thinking for a while, Shirachi answered.

"Hakuchi, don't you think that a night's snack can offset the mistake you made today?" Xuexia asked lightly.

Hearing Xuexia's words, Baizhi struggled for a while, and finally made up his mind, reluctantly nodded, "Then tomorrow's snack is also for you."

Xuexia shook his head, "How about all your snacks in the future?"

This is a difficult-to-choose multiple-choice question. For Shirachi, its difficulty is by no means inferior to an extremely mentally handicapped problem among humans: Who do you save first when your girlfriend and mother fall into the river at the same time?

Baizhi struggled for a long time, but couldn't give an answer for a long time.

Seeing Bai Zhi's miserable expression, Xuexia sighed.

Is this request temporarily unacceptable to him?

"In that case, then--"

Just as Xuexia was about to say "Forget it," she heard Shirachi's answer.

"Well, I promise you that, as an apology, I will give you all the refreshments in the future."

Yukinoshita looked up at Shirachi in surprise, "Are you sure? Even if you don't have a snack in the future, it doesn't matter?"

Shirachi nodded confidently, "If this makes you happy, I will give you the snacks in the afternoon."

The corners of Xuexia's mouth were slightly tilted, but he tried his best to maintain the coldness of the past, "That's it."

She said that she scooped up a small piece of pudding and ate it, then frowned in disgust.

"Take these to solve it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to eat it and throw it away."

Yukoshita put down the spoon and brought the plate in front of Shirachi with one hand.

"It's too sweet, I don't like to eat such a sweet snack." As if to explain, Yukoshita added.

Baizhi’s eyes lit up, he took the plate, and replied with a serious face: “It’s shameful to waste food. Although I promised you not to eat snacks, but in order to respect the food, I think it’s better to replenish my energy instead of throwing it away. valuable."

Secretly watching Shirachi eating the pudding with happiness, Xuexia's mouth curled up with a faint smile, and asked casually: "By the way, do you really regret it?"

"I won't regret it." Shirachi shook his head again, "Dim Sum cannot be compared with those who signed an equal contract, besides..."

"Besides?"

"It's okay." Baizhi covered her mouth in time, and smoothly cleaned up the last little pudding left on the plate.

Only that matter, Bai Zhi felt that he could never say.

Xue Nai is an arrogant and soft-hearted, she will definitely find a chance to eat snacks in the future.

Yukino=daily food, daily food>daily afternoon snack, so Xueno>daily afternoon snack.

For Baizhi, this is a very easy conversion.

But if you say it, after several months of getting along with each other, Shirachi feels that Xue Na must be unhappy again, so the best choice now is to not speak.

And even if there is really no way to eat dim sum, you can still go to Ying Lili's house to eat dim sum, or go to the cafe with Kagurazaka for the reason of discussing the draft.

As the existence of high IQ, Chaos Fire has already figured out its future.

"But it feels like this is not happy enough."

At this time, Shirachi heard the girl sitting on the bedside muttering to herself again.

"After all, it is not good for me if you don't eat snacks."

"...Then what should I do?" Bai Zhi's expression rarely became a little solemn.

"Don't you eat dinner?"

When it came to the end, his tone became a little more disturbed.

"I'm not a devil, and I won't forbid you to eat every day." Xuexia glared at Bai Zhi sullenly.

And God knows that after doing this, this guy will go to other people's house every day to find food.

"Then what to do...?"

"You know, I heard that the beautiful piano sound can make people feel better..."

"It's just that?" Bai Zhi's eyes were confused, and then he reacted.

"Then let's go to the piano room."

With that, Shiraito took Yuukishi's hand and walked out of the room.

The piano room is next to Shirachi’s room. From the windows of the piano room, you can see the night outside. It is a room with a good lighting spot.

The two walked into the piano room. Shiraichi turned around and asked the girl behind him: "What are you going to listen to?"

"As you like, if you can do it, it doesn't matter if you edit it now." Xuexia replied.

Bai Zhi walked to the piano and sat down, closed his eyes for a while and opened his eyes slowly.

The next moment, flexible and slender fingers flew up on the black and white piano keys, and a beautiful voice rang out in the room, as if a butterfly would fly out of Baizhi's fingers at any time.

Xuexia closed her eyes and listened in silence. It was a piano piece she had never heard before. She didn't know if it was brought by Baizhi from the immortal world, or if he could actually make and play it.

In short, it is indeed a piano piece that people can't help but revel in, as if there is a flame of hope in a poignant story, making people's mood ups and downs with the piano music, with endless aftertastes.