As it was getting dark, Takahashi Haiyu's greeting sounded at the door of the quiet room where Du He was: "Du Hejun, my father told me to bring you supper, is it convenient for you?"

Du He was immersed in the stack of blades on the table at this time, and said without raising his head when he heard this: "Please put it on the table, I'll eat later."

Takahashi Hashi, who was kneeling outside the door, was hesitant, but her face was not in line with the image of a lady. She was just nineteen years old this year, when Mu Shaoai was the thinnest and afraid of people saying it. Nan Feng's words made Takahashi Hashi, who was originally full of freshness to Du He, instantly became timid, for fear that she would make mistakes and make gossip.

But Du He was not concerned about it, as if he didn't seem to have any thoughts about her...? Takahashi Haiyu was a little bit self-indulgent and felt very distressed.

But in the end, the kind girl pushed open the paper door and sat opposite Du He with a plate of authentic Japanese dinner.

Du He paused his nose and moved. When he raised his head, he saw a beautiful girl sitting one foot away from him. Her face as big as a palm and bangs covered her delicate eyebrows. Her big almond eyes seemed to be sad. Her small nose bridge and naturally upturned corners of her mouth looked very well-behaved and cute.

Du He only felt his heart "boom", and his ears were filled with the sound of blood surging.

Takahashi Haiyu seemed to notice it, and when he moved his eyelashes, he raised his eyes and looked at Du He, and then he saw it into the sea.

Du He's eyes were deep and melancholy, and he seemed to have a lot of words to say to her, but it seemed to have great attraction, which made people fall down constantly. Takahashi Hashi blinked and dodged to avoid Du He's hot sight.

"Please have a meal. The humble house is simple and the hospitality is not good."

Takahashi Haiyu's voice was extremely low, but Du He could still hear it clearly.

He suddenly laughed and agreed loudly, instantly filled with appetite for the light food in front of him.

The stuff is indeed very simple, a small bowl of soup, a bowl of rice, two pieces of fish, a small plate of tempura, and a large bowl of raw lettuce.

Lettuce is rare in winter, but Du He is still not interested. Looking at Takahashi Hashi's expectant eyes, he forced himself to swallow the vegetables into his stomach. After a while, he felt hungry again.

"Thanks Miss Takahashi for the hospitality. The supper is delicious and reminds me of the authentic Japanese cuisine I have eaten in the UK."

Du He wiped his mouth and drank another cup of tea before he said gratefully to Takahashi Hashi.

Takahashi Hashi smiled, poured Du He a new cup of tea, and said modestly: "It's great that you like it," he paused, and asked casually: "By the way, I heard from my father that you are learning to swallow blades today. Have you succeeded?"

Du He shook his head mockingly, carefully displayed the blades on the table to Takahashi Haiyu, pointed to the stack with thin lines and said: "The blades taken out of the mouth have been sharpened, so as long as they are placed properly, it is very simple, and these," Du He pointed to the scattered blades beside him and said distressedly, "These are to be swallowed and to be tested for the audience. They are all sharp, so you have to practice very carefully. I tried several times in the afternoon..."

Du He hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and asked Takahashi Haiyu to look at his tongue: "I can't practice anymore."

Takahashi Haiyu exclaimed, frightened by Du He's bloody tongue, and then lowered his head guiltily, "Du Hejun's mouth is injured, I shouldn't let you drink the soy sauce soup. My father has medicine powder, wait, I'll go and come."

As he said that, he flew away to pack up the dining plates on the table and ran out in a small step.

Du He looked at Takahashi Haiyuxun leaving with emotion, touched the wound on his tongue with his fingers, and hissed in pain, but soon laughed a little silly.

Takahashi Hashi is not big and looks kind and gentle. It is different from the enthusiastic and wild new-style beauties advocated by Shanghai, but Du He just thinks she is beautiful.

As beautiful as soon as he saw her, Du He couldn't stop trying to cover his heart, for fear that his heart would jump out.

Soon, Takahashi Hashi came back with a small box, and while taking the powder out, he said apologetically: "I have seen magicians practice this magic before, and I just went to ask the best one who performed, but he said that the trick of this magic depends on his own mastery, and the professor will not come..."

Using tweezers to dip a piece of medicinal cotton, Takahashi Haiyu carefully helped Du He clean the wound, and said softly: "This is a hydrogen peroxide solution, which can prevent inflammation on the tongue. I will help you with ice and apply some aloe juice later. It will be almost done in two days."

Du Heyan obeyed the plan and let Takahashi Haiyu fiddled. Even though his tongue was trembling with a headache, he didn't make a sound. He stood out his tongue in a daze, but instead asked Takahashi Haiyu to laugh out loud.

Du He looked up at Takahashi Haiyu without blinking, and looked at the girl's small chin, the look that gently brushed across his cheeks and the faint fragrance. He seemed a little dizzy, so dizzy that he couldn't even open his eyes.

When Takahashi Hashi finished the work and sat opposite Du Hezui, Du He woke up a little and said vaguely: "Thank you, Miss Takahashi..."

"Don't talk anymore, let your tongue recover for a while. When you come again, learn other magic tricks. I will tell my father."

Takahashi Hashi packed up the medicine box and smiled at Du He, "I heard from Nanfeng that you have to go back on time. At this time, the tram just came."

Du He looked around and slapped his head. There was no light outside in the basement, and he actually forgot the time!

He jumped up in panic, and Du He bowed to Takahashi Haiyu and ran out quickly.

Takahashi Hashi had no time to joke and quickly shouted: "Nanfeng is playing with Fujiwara at the back door, don't forget to take her!"

Du He agreed and hurried out of the basement.

Takahashi Haiyu looked at Du He's back, stood for a while, and suddenly smiled, and two cute little tiger teeth appeared.

Du He, who ran all the way and shouted farewell with Takahashi Takahashi, did not see Nanfeng when he ran out of the back door, and even Fujiwara disappeared.

Du He was sweating profusely. He looked left and right and walked towards both sides. Suddenly his ears moved and he heard a few sneering sneers with heavy sarcasm.

With a frown, Du He took a few quick steps in the direction of the sound, turned a corner, and several green skins with interest on their faces came into view.

Fujiwara protected Nanfeng behind him, but Nanfeng stared straight at one of them. Du He looked at him. The person who was wearing a black cotton jacket and had a face-changing appearance was actually Jiutong, who had met several times, Nanfeng's debt-collection ghost brother.

"Brother!" Nan Feng shouted, but not at Jiutong, but at Du He.

Du He's eyes heated up and he rushed over.
Chapter completed!