4 04 Angel Itch and Circumstances (1/2)

”... anyway, resting today. Be sure to hydrate. And if you want to wipe the sweat, come here. I'm putting water in the sink, so wet it, squeeze it and wipe it.”

After the meal, at midday, I had prepared an unopened sports drink, a washer and towel with water strained, and a spare cold sheet to put on the side table.

The behavior was appreciated, as there would be no reason to stay in a heterosexual house that was familiar to the boulders, and that would not hold up as a perimeter.

As Zhou stares, he checks midday for deficiencies.

(... you're dizzy if you're doing it with a sense of duty)

Even though his mouth was cynical and pale, what he was doing was worthwhile. At midday, Zhou somehow got used to it and smiled bitterly.

I'm sure this is what you're involved in, but be polite.

Probably won't even be involved with her anymore. Because they just happened to see me on the edge.

Yes, there is no contact with her anymore, so you can ask her one thing that bothered you.

Has the medicine also worked? The tiredness hasn't faded much, but the fever seems to have dragged off. I was more awake than before my thoughts went to bed.

”Hey, can I ask you something”

”What is it”

Midday when I set up what I needed turns my face here.

”Why were you rowing a bronco in the rain? You know, rubbing it with your boyfriend.”

What bothered me was yesterday, which inspired me to see a doctor in the first place.

How could he have been there at midday when he was loose in the rain at Blanco?

Somewhere, she looked at me like a lost child, and it was only because she was concerned that I woke up and pressed my umbrella.

But I don't see why you give me that look.

It seemed like I was waiting for someone, so it was a cheap prediction that there was a guy I was dating who could have rubbed it, but I'm looking at this one at midday as if I was stunned.

”Hate and I don't have a boyfriend, and I don't plan on making one.”

”What? Why?

”On the contrary, why am I socializing?”

”I was wondering if there would be one or two of them if they were so hot.”

For Zhou, who is interacting in this way, she is a bit of a carefree normal girl full of a sense of humanity, but it would be different for her surroundings.

Clear, poor, adult and humble beautiful girl. Such a neat beauty as to be called an angel attracts attention and is likely to be seen.

Then I kept the chief and made the sport omnipresent, besides what I learned today, but the food is probably good. That'll be popular.

I've seen it chill to be told, and I know a good number of my classmates favor it at midday.

That's why I didn't think I was socializing with anyone in a more retrievable state.

It's an expression of one or two in that sense, but the moment I heard the word, the look of midday was strong, and then distorted.

”I'm not here, and I don't remember being a moderate person enough to socialize. Absolutely not.”

With his frigidly cold eyes, in the middle of the day, which he pale denied, Zhou understood that he immediately stepped on some kind of mine.

Maybe it's because I'm catching a cold, but I got a chill for a second. No heart or the room feels cold.

”I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. Apologize.”