Suzuki Suzuki has been discharged from the hospital for a week.

Makoto Shiro got up early as usual and stayed in the kitchen and was busy.

He was wearing an apron with a book-printed character, and his eyes were low and he observed the oily bacon in the pot.

He casually turned over with wooden chopsticks, and a beautiful brown color came into his eyes. Then, Shiroye beat an egg with one hand and poured it into the pan, then skillfully turned it over and slide it and finally put it on the plate.

Suzuki Jun was sitting at the bar behind him, looking quietly at Makoto Shirouya's back with amber eyes.

Reassuring and warm.

"Well, it should be enough." After Makoto Shiroba brought out the bacon fried egg, he heated them up with another glass of milk.

Suzuki Jun got up late today, so the breakfast was prepared by Makoto Mitsuba, while Miyaba and the others went to school soon after breakfast.

As Makoto Shiroba planned, he took a leave for a while to take care of the illness... No, it was Suzuki Jun who was diagnosed.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Makoto Shimoya's approach was a bit unbelievable, but Nana and the others expressed their understanding, and even Yuyou wanted to stay, but Makoto Shimoya did not agree.

After all, Yu You's work and daily routines are becoming more and more normal, and Shiroye Cheng is not willing to see her nestled in that small room and imprison her.

"Actually, I'll be fine." Suzuki Jun looked at the breakfast in front of him and said slowly.

"It's all the same." Shiroya Cheng smiled, "Did you sleep well last night? Did you have any insomnia?"

Suzuki Jun: "…"

She nodded gently at the end and made an inaudible nod.

"Do you want to continue to have some sleep after dinner?" asked Shiroye Cheng.

Suzuki Jun shook his head.

Since the last time he lost control of his emotions, Suzuki Suzuki's expressions and speeches have become less and less. However, the doctor said it is a normal phenomenon of depression and emphasized that he must not let Suzuki be stimulated again.

This feels a bit more serious after a diagnosis, but just as some elderly people are usually healthy, but they can easily die within a few years after falling down. It is not because they die after falling down, but because of their health.

If you don't work, you will fall and then there will be problems.

The same is true for Suzuki Jun. Her strings had been stretched to the extreme and burst out before they became the silent and taciturn appearance now.

"For lunch, it's really the tempura you like." Looking at Suzuki Jun eating in small mouthfuls, Makoto Furuta sat beside her and said with a smile, "Tempura, how about it, do you want to eat it?"

?”

Suzuki Kusun drooped her eyelids as if she was a little sleepy: "I don't want to eat it very much..."

"Is that true?"

"Sorry, I've caused you trouble," said Suzuki Jun.

"Idiot." Makoto Shiroya's hand knife fell on Suzuki's head, and then told him, "If you have any trouble, you have to have a good meal and rest when you are sick."

Suzuki Jun: "…"

Seeing Suzuki Jun touching his head expressionlessly, Makoto Kiyoshi reached out and gently pinched her delicate face, and said with a smile, "Come on Suzuki, smile."

Suzuki Jun smiled reluctantly.

"What an ugly smile."

"...It's what you want." Suzuki Jung didn't refute Makoto's strength, but just slowly restrained his expression.

This scene was naturally noticed by Makoto Shiroya.

After breakfast, Makoto Mitsuba washed the dishes and kept paying attention to the situation on Suzuki Jun.

At this time, Suzuki Jun was holding Meilin. She sat on the steps and stared at the yard in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

The sky is gray and cloudy, and the cherry blossoms in the yard have almost fallen. Perhaps because of the lack of care, the plants in the yard have lost the feeling of vitality.

But Suzuki Jun sat there, the gray of the clouds reflected in her amber eyes.

"The weather seems pretty good today." Shiroye Cheng casually interrupted.

"Um."

"It's just right, let's go out for a walk with me." After stretching, Shiroye stretched, he took off his apron.

"go out?"

"Of course, go out for a walk and have some breath." Makoto Shiro walked to Suzuki Jun, and he stretched out his hand and pulled the girl up.

Merlin, who was squeezed out of Suzuki Jun's arms, started to yell at this time: "Hululu meow."

"Save it for your attention." Shiroye Cheng gently stepped on Meilin's butt with his socks.

"Meow!"

“Get back and reward a can.”

Merlin immediately became honest and licked his nose and leaned on the floor.

...

Unlike before leaving Meilin Street, Makoto and Suzuki Kumura left in the opposite direction and finally walked onto the main road.

This area is a residential area, but many of them are idle houses. Some young people who originally lived here went to larger cities to work hard. Over time, there are more and more idle houses here, and there are even many that cannot be rented.

go out.

Makoto Mitsuki held Suzuki's hand, and it seemed like he was walking forward aimlessly.

Seeing that the girl behind him didn't say anything, Shiroye stopped and smiled slightly: "Aren't you curious about where we are going?"

"A walk does not necessarily require a destination." Suzuki Jun responded.

"It makes sense." Shiroye Cheng smiled, and then suddenly suggested, "Do you want to see the sea?"

"ocean?"

"Yes." Shiroye Cheng smiled, "If you go to the beach here, although it is a bit far away, you can still go."

Suzuki Jun seemed to have no objection and just asked: "Tram?"

"The tram is OK, but..." Shiroye Cheng finally pointed to the 711 convenience store next to him, and saw a row of battery bicycles placed on the left side of the door, which is the so-called power-assisted battery bike.

After renting one, Shuangye Cheng stepped on the electric car, and then he did not forget to pat the cushion behind him, "I don't have time to explain, get in!"

Perhaps because of Makoto Futaba's strange tone, a faint smile appeared on Suzuki's face.

As she got on the electric car, Suzuki Jung hugged Makoto Shinoha's waist with both hands. She pressed against the other party's broad and warm back, and then placed her face on it.

Perhaps because of the special sense of peace of mind, Suzuki Jun's body gradually relaxed.

The electric car started, and Makoto Mitsuba took Suzuki Suzuki and rode all the way along the main road.

The surrounding scenery moved backwards, and Suzuki Jun was lying on Makoto Mitsuba's back and watching. Time seemed to have stopped, and at this moment she seemed to be able to hear her heartbeat.

Perhaps, she wanted to stop time.

"It may be a little dark when you are going to pass through the tunnel." I don't know how long it took, but the reminder of Makoto Shuangye came.

Suzuki Jun nodded slightly, hugging Makoto Shimoya tightly with his arms: "Yes."

I saw a darkness in front of me, and the darkness of the tunnel swept over, cold and without any temperature, which made Suzuki Jun couldn't help but get closer to Makoto Shiba a little longer.

Not only the body, but the darkness in the heart is also eroding Suzuki Suzuki's heart bit by bit.

Suzuki Jun just closed his eyes and bit his lip gently.

But as a warm sunshine appeared, Shiroye Cheng's voice sounded again: "Look at that side?"

Suzuki Jun slowly opened his beautiful eyes little by little. In an instant, the sea view with a faint arc of the sky blue in the distance was reflected in her eyes.

The sea and the sky seemed to be connected, covering her eyes with a light blue, which also made the girl's expression slightly stunned.

"The weather here is much better." Shiroye Cheng smiled.

“Right.”

"Um……"

"By the way, Suzuki."

"What."

"I forgot to tell you some bad news."

"Um?"

"The brakes are broken."
Chapter completed!