I heard Miyata Yui shouting Nanfeng over and over again.

Kitahara Nanfeng smiled and joked: "Hey, you won't just say these two words, right?"

But before she finished her joking, she was suddenly knocked to the floor.

Yui Miyata suddenly flew into Nanfeng's arms with a blow.

Dong.

Kitahara Nanfeng hit the back of his head against the floor, making a muffled sound. He took a breath and was about to question Yui Miyata who was lying on his body.

But I haven't said it yet.

He noticed it.

A warm feeling came from my neck.

Yui Miyata hooked Kitahara's neck with both arms, and her soft body trembled slightly, and she sobbed gently.

Beiyuan Nanfeng opened his mouth and swallowed it back if she was letting her come down.

To be honest.

He didn't know how much Yui Miyata remembered.

It seems now.

It should be quite a few.

never mind.

Anyway, it's not that short of time.

Nanfeng Beiyuan thought so, raised his hand, gently patted her thin back, and comforted her.

At this moment, his idea was still good.

but.

Soon the north and south winds could not bear it.

The main reason is that Miyata Yui cries when she cries, and she likes to move around, kicks her legs and twists around again.

The north and south wind are black.

I endured it for a while.

Finally I couldn't help it.

He held Miyata Yui's shoulder and forced himself to sit up.

Yui Miyata's eyes were whirling with tears, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the Nanfeng of Kitahara without moving.

"I said you, you are a girl, do you understand?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at the proud and upright 'plastic' on her chest, and said angrily: "Do you understand if you have fouls when you dribble the ball?"

Yui Miyata knelt on the ground, sucked her nose, and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng's face.

I don't seem to understand very much.

Kitahara Nanfeng sighed, but didn't know how to explain, so he could only shake his head and reach out to help her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Forget it, I'll let Kaori Iwai teach you later and talk about the serious matters...how do you feel now?"

Yui Miyata shook her head.

Then he stood up, trotted back to his room, and walked out with a cell phone.

"I feel very good, I just feel like I've had a very long nightmare."

Back in front of Beiyuan Nanfeng, she showed the coded words to Beiyuan Nanfeng.

"Nightmare? Then do you have any discomfort now?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng took a look and then said, "Also, can you speak? What other words are you typing? Wait... You won't just look at the child, you can only call Nanfeng now, right? Try saying other words?"

Yui Miyata's eyes were wet. After pausing for a while, she spoke: "Nanfeng."

Beiyuan Nanfeng: "...real? Open your mouth."

He reached out and pressed Miyata Yui's smooth forehead, asked her to raise her head, and then looked at her carefully.

"Ah..." Yui Miyata opened her cherry mouth obediently and spit out her pink tongue.

"Speak and take a look."

"south wind."

“…It’s over.”

Nanfeng Kitahara sighed, let go of her head, and said helplessly: "I have to find someone to teach you how to speak."

Yui Miyata blinked, not responding.

Nanfeng Beiyuan shook his head and turned to look at the phone in her hand: "Forget it, do you have any discomfort now?"

Yui Miyata picked up his phone and quickly wrote out two words.

"No."

"That's fine."

Beiyuan Nanfeng carefully observed her expression, felt at ease, then looked away and looked at the purple sunflower in the yard.

Purple sun flowers in the yard.

At this moment, it was swaying gently with the evening breeze.

Give people a sense of tranquility.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little dazzled, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "By the way, I'll tell you something... your father was hacked to death by me."

Beiyuan Nanfeng had no intention of hiding her.

This kind of thing is not necessary.

In addition, based on Beiyuan Nanfeng's experience... from many years of experience watching TV series and street stall literature, this kind of thing can generally not be hidden. Even if it is hidden for a while, it cannot be hidden for a lifetime. And after being exposed, it will lead to even worse results, such as crying, making a fuss, hanging, or even falling in love and killing each other.

Although he felt that the probability of Miyata Yui doing this was very small.

But the best way to do it is to be honest, and the best time is the present.

As for what the outcome will be, this is secondary.

When Miyata Yui heard the words of Kitahara Nanfeng, her expression suddenly froze.

"This is my own decision."

Kitahara Nanfeng sat cross-legged on the edge of the rafters, feeling the cool evening breeze, and said gently: "I don't say nonsense about it for you. For the specific process, please ask Ichiro Saito. Anyway, this is the thing. If you really can't accept it, then transfer to a good school and live well."

After saying that.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked back at Miyata Yui.

Miyata Yui's eyes drooped.

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled, then took out the cell phone in his pocket and glanced at it.

Natsume Mio sent him another message.

No other purpose.

It is to determine the safety of the north and south winds.

"It's time for me to go back."

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at the message sent by Mio Natsume, then rubbed Miyata Yui's head and slowly stood up.

All the things that should be solved have been basically solved.

He had no reason to continue to make Mio frightened.

Crossing Miyata Yui.

Kitahara Nanfeng walked down Yuanling, changed into shoes, and left Miyata Yui's house.

Yui Miyata looked up at Kitahara Nanfeng's back, and then slowly stood up.

The north plain and south wind walked to the center of the yard.

Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps behind him.

Yui Miyata hugged him from behind.

"south wind."

"……Um."

"See you in school tomorrow."

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng was silent for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Isn't this a saying?"

The purple sun flowers in the yard are still swaying gently with the evening breeze.
To be continued...