I'm tired, break up

Nakano Maruo covered his face with his arms and trudged through the snow with difficulty.

It can be seen from the struggling posture that this old man has no experience in snow. Like his daughter Nakano Mayzuki, he also belongs to the level of "snow burden" in Fujiwara Shiki's mouth.

He was searching for Er Nai's traces. Every few steps this old man took, he would raise his head and call out his daughter's name, and listen carefully to the sounds coming from all directions.

Nakano Maruo stopped in his tracks, took out his phone from his pocket, and glanced at the time on the screen.

An hour had passed since they settled down and they came out to look for Nino.

Nakano Maruo frowned tightly. An hour later, he was still in a state of nothing. It was too difficult to find people in the blizzard. covered by the wind.

In all fairness, Nakano Maruo made an irrational or even stupid decision. As a mature adult, what he should do is to guard the remaining three girls and wait for rescue with peace of mind. Please ask them to find Er Nao, that is the best solution.

After all, those people had far more experience in rescue than him, and there were all kinds of modern equipment to help, which was not comparable to him running around like a headless chicken in a snowstorm alone, using primitive shouts to find people.

But he still rushed into the blizzard without hesitation, even Nakano Maruo himself didn't know why, maybe it was because of the worried tears of his daughters, or maybe it was because of the fear of losing the child.

If Fujiwara-kun were here, I'm afraid he would laugh at him and say that his old father's soul is burning, right?Nakano Maruo shook his head, he raised his hand and pressed his throat, ready to shout again.

As soon as the call came out, Nakano Maruo's expression changed.

He suddenly found that his voice had changed from high and clear at the beginning to hoarse and fuzzy, like a broken speaker.

He tried to continue walking, but found that his feet were as heavy as cast iron, and the long and uninterrupted walking in the snow exhausted his physical strength.

——I can't be brave anymore, he must get a rest.

The old man raised his head and looked around, and finally found a giant tree not far away, standing in the wind and snow, with snow-covered branches.

Nakano Maruo let out a sigh of relief, he tried his best to pull out his legs from the snow, and walked to the tree with difficulty.

At this moment, a cloud of white snow fell from the sky. It was the thick snow on the trees. They were blown off by the strong wind, like the roof of a house suddenly collapsed, and the people who were resting under the trees fell to the ground.

Nakano Maruo turned pale with fright. He struggled to get up from the snowdrift, but to no avail. He was like a giant tortoise that had been overturned to the ground. The long snow trek had exhausted his energy.

And the snow covering his body was like a thick quilt, and at this moment, his limbs and bones felt warm.

sleep for a while sleep for a while

It was as if a gentle voice kept repeating in his mind.

Nakano Maruo stared blankly at the leaden sky, everything in front of him was gradually becoming blurred

At this moment, a faint male voice suddenly sounded above his head.

"It's not time to give up yet."

A hand descended from the sky and tightly held Nakano Maruo's wrist. That hand was so powerful that it easily pulled him out of the snowdrift, symbolizing that the warmth of hope came from the opponent's palm. , rushing into the blood vessels, scalding Nakano Maruo's heart to despair.

Nakano Maruo raised his head slowly, and finally showed a dreamy expression.

He saw an expressionless face.

At this moment, Nakano Maruo's mood can hardly be described in words.

Touched, excited, and ecstatic emotions exploded in his heart, just like a person in a desperate situation witnessing the arrival of the Ark of Salvation.

Fujiwara Yuki was standing in front of him, his face was muddy and his figure was in a mess. Mr. Maruo turned his head to the side and saw Nakano Mayzuki. The girl's head and face were clean, except for some icy debris. She lay down on Fujiwara Yuki On his back, he and Fujiwara Yuki shared a cold-proof jacket, and gently supported his plain glasses with only one leg left.

Seeing the old father's gaze sweeping over, Nakano Wuyue couldn't help but blushed slightly, but she didn't dodge, but quietly hugged Fujiwara even tighter.

"It seems that your situation is not good, Mr. Maruo?" Fujiwara Yuki greeted softly.

Nakano Maruo rallied his last strength and stood up from the snow. He clasped Fujiwara Yuki's shoulders and hissed, "Zhi-kun, Nino Nino"

"Don't worry, she's here."

Fujiwara Yuki's tone was still calm, he supported Nakano Maruo so that he would not fall, and then turned his body slightly.

At this time, Mr. Maruo saw clearly that there was a simple wooden stretcher hanging behind the emperor penguin, and Nakano Nino was lying on it, with his eyes tightly closed, covered with a dirty winter clothes Jacket.

Nakano Maruo's eyes widened, but he was speechless, his face turned blue with fright at the scene in front of him.

"Don't panic, please calm down. I've already checked, Nino is fine, just passed out, I found her in a snow ditch." Fujiwara Yuki was silent for a moment, his gaze behind plain glasses slightly flashing. "I guess, it may be that she accidentally stepped on the air while looking for me and May, and knocked herself out."

Mr. Maruo let out a long breath, and only then did he realize that he was dizzy in his head, and his eyes became black again and again. Excessive physical exertion and mood changes of great joy and sorrow almost completely destroyed his sanity.

"Mr. Maruo, before you faint, please agree to one of my requests."

"what?"

"After Er Nai wakes up, please tell her that you brought her back, okay?"

That night.

Nakano Maruo pushed open the paper sliding door and walked into the open-air hot spring courtyard, the sky above his head was full of stars.

Just like last time, the open-air hot spring courtyard was filled with the smell of wine, and Fujiwara Shiki was sitting in the corner of the hot spring pool with his eyes closed, with a huge wine dish and neatly stacked black-rimmed glasses on the floating board in front of him.

In just one day, the guy had his flat glasses repaired and made them look like new again.

Nakano Maruo sat in the water silently, staring at Fujiwara Yuki for a moment, then suddenly asked: "No Fujiwara, Mr. Zhi, has Mr. Zhi decided what to do after graduation?"

"I'm only in the second grade now, so it's too early to think about such things." Fujiwara Yuki didn't open his eyes, but asked indifferently: "Is there anything wrong, Mr. Maruo?"

"I asked someone to ask Sobu High, and I heard from the teacher surnamed Hiratsuka that your medical grades are very good?" Nakano Maruo paused, and suddenly sent out an invitation without warning: "I'm interested in being admitted to a medical university. , become a doctor?"

"Doctor?" Fujiwara Zhi raised his head and took a sip of wine, and let out a mouthful of hot air.

"Yes, I have already counted the time. When you graduate from medical university and enter my hospital, I will probably still be the dean for ten years." Nakano Maruo made a promise in a solemn tone: "Ten years After that, you are the director of that hospital."

Fujiwara Yuki held the wine dish and remained silent, as if he was overwhelmed by such generous conditions.

"I also heard from Hiratsuka-sensei that if your family has financial problems, I can also support you, so please don't worry." Mr. Maruo noticed the silence of the emperor penguin, and he took Fujiwara's silence as a matter of course. Imagine worrying about tuition fees. "If you can't accept this kind of funding, it can be regarded as an interest-free loan, and you can pay it back to me slowly after work."

"You let me inherit your hospital, what will they do in May?"

"The five of them have no interest in medicine. Although I am a father, I am not qualified to force my children to sacrifice their dreams and happiness for my wishes."

"It's such a generous gift that people can't refuse." Fujiwara Zhi put down the wine plate and sighed softly, "Is this the reward for helping you restore your family relationship?"

Nakano Maruo was silent for a moment, then finally shook his head and said, "No."

"Is that my thanks for bringing May and Nino back for you at the risk of taking a huge risk in the blizzard yesterday?"

"Not at all."

Fujiwara stopped talking. He picked up the plain glasses on the floating board, put them on the bridge of his nose, and turned his head to look at Nakano Maruo.

Maruo-san understood his eyes, and Fujiwara Yuki was waiting for an explanation.

Nakano Maruo was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I am not a very easy person to get along with."

"It's already seen here." Fujiwara Yuki nodded.

Nakano Maruo didn't care either, he had gradually gotten used to Fujiwara Yuki's occasional venomous tongue.

"When I was a student, I couldn't help falling in love with Renay, and I spent all my life studying and thinking about her." The old man suddenly began to describe his life: "When I graduated from medical school, entered the hospital, and went to the workplace I have no time to be distracted due to the pressure from my face; when I finally gained a foothold in the workplace, Renay’s incident appeared in front of me again. She left this world, leaving May and the others to take care of me.”

"You have said so much, I can sum it up in just one sentence." Fujiwara Yuki listened calmly, raised his head to drink, and commented lightly: "Mr. Maruo, you have no friends."

"Yes." What Fujiwara Yuki didn't expect was that Nakano Maruo agreed without hesitation. He turned his head and looked over, with a trace of imperceptible tension in his voice. "Fujiwara-kun, are we friends now?"

Fujiwara Tsuki paused, but did not answer. He turned around silently, reached into the rocks behind his back, and finally took out a new wine dish under the suspicious gaze of Nakano Maruo.

"Would you like to have a drink?" Fujiwara Zhi issued an invitation.

"Doctors can't drink alcohol." Nakano Maruo shook his head and rejected him with the same reason as last time.

The emperor penguin raised his eyebrows slightly. "Isn't it enough to be grateful to fate for allowing myself and my children to survive a sudden blizzard?"

"Grateful for fate?" Nakano Maruo smiled faintly. "The thing that doctors can't respect the most is fate. After all, what we do is steal people from it."

"What a stubborn guy." Fujiwara Zhi shook his head, but still filled the wine dish, and slowly handed it over, with an undeniable toughness in his movements.

Nakano Maruo raised his head, frowned at Yuki Fujiwara.

"Since you don't want to thank fate." Fujiwara Yuki pushed the wine dish onto Nakano Maruo's chest. "Then think of it as a celebration for yourself, a celebration that some 30-year-old Tsundere finally has a friend."

Nakano Maruo's eyes widened, and his expression suddenly moved.

"To my friend." Fujiwara Yuki raised his wine dish high.

Nakano Maruo stared at Fujiwara Yuki for a long while, and finally shook his head helplessly. He took the wine plate and lightly touched Fujiwara Yuki.

"Yes, my friend."

"hiss----"

Nakano Maruo pressed his forehead and walked forward while leaning on the wooden wall of the corridor. Facts have proved that drinking alcohol in the hot spring is indeed not a good choice, especially Fujiwara Yuki's mysterious liquor with an abnormally high alcohol content, which can even be called weird.

Now he felt his head dizzy for a while, and his eyes were spinning, which was more painful than running wildly in the snow for an hour.

At this moment, Nakano Maruo suddenly felt that his palm was empty. He walked to the end of the corridor and still didn't know it. He jumped straight to the front right, and took several steps forward crookedly.

But instead of falling to the floor or bumping his head against the wall, a pair of hands stretched out from the side and held him firmly.

"Please be careful!" The girl's voice was harsh, with a touch of reproach.

"Thank you." Nakano Maruo thanked him in a low voice. He straightened up, clenched his left hand and tapped his forehead lightly, then opened his eyes and looked to the right. He saw a red-haired girl in a dark blue bathrobe looking at him with a frown. The girl The star hairpins on the sideburns shone bright yellow under the light.

"Oh, it's May." The moment she recognized her, the old Aojiao immediately straightened her waist and turned her head to prevent her daughter from smelling the alcohol in her mouth. "Why don't you go to the hot spring so late?"

"No, I'm here to find someone." Nakano Wuyue paused, and she glanced at Nakano Maruo who closed her eyes and raised her forehead, and asked erratically, "Did you see Clover? She said she would I went to find Zhijun, and then I don’t know where I went.”

"Clover? I didn't see her." Mr. Maruo shook his head and pressed his forehead hard. At this time, he was drunk and his thoughts were a little confused. "What do you think she is going to do? Find Zhi? Zhi is soaking in the hot springs at the men's soup, how could Yotsuba find him?"

Nakano Wuyue paused, she was silent for a moment, and finally asked in an inexplicable tone: "Father, is Zhijun alone?"

"Of course." Nakano Maruo didn't know why, but he still replied: "This hot spring hotel is only our family, how could there be?"

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Maruo felt that the strength supporting him suddenly disappeared. The old father was caught off guard and staggered forward twice, almost falling directly on the floor.

"Thank you dad!"

Mr. Maruo shook his drowsy head, opened his eyes, looked at the back of his daughter walking away quickly, and patted his head in confusion.