There was no choice but to bear it.

She just hammers, but she doesn't have much strength anyway, and the force on her chest is glutinous and squeaky, which is very comfortable.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Huahuo Chan is actually acting cute to me, right? I'm so comfortable-"

Before he could finish his words, a small fist hit him in the face.

Hanamaru Hanabu was so surprised that he covered his mouth. He realized something was wrong. He quickly sat up from his arms and leaned forward to ask anxiously:

"Zhaojun...Zhaojun is okay?"

Uesugi Tho covered his face, looking aggrieved: "Hahuo, you... you actually hit me, I want to apologize."

"Sorry! Joe, I'm sorry..." Hanamaru Hanaguro reached out with distress to touch the place he had just hit.

Uesugi Dog's aggrieved look immediately changed. He sat up and took the girl who was blaming himself in his arms again: "Okay, just a joke."

"Don't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, don't worry, if you don't believe me, please touch her." Uesugi's hand held her soft waist.

Hanamaru Hanabu stared at his face, suddenly stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red again.

Uesugi asked her, "What's wrong?"

Hanamaru Hanamaru was shy and put his hands on his skirt, squeezing: "Zojun... I said this to Hanamaru last time I was lustful... Hanamaru felt distressed for a long time..."

"Last time..."

Uesugi Paused and suddenly laughed, "I remembered that Hanaguchi still needs to touch the Hanaguchi now? In fact, it still hurts. I need to rub Hanaguchi's soft little hands like last time."

"Hate... lie... When I was in the hotel with Joe Jun in the morning... Joe Jun... There was nothing wrong with you." Hanamara Hanabu lowered his head, as if he was talking to himself.

“Are you very strong?”

"Hate!"

"Okay, okay, I won't be kidding anymore, Huoshima tell me, what's wrong with another Huoshima?"

"Zhaojun, he is a scumbag."

"Hmm? Where am I a scumbag?"

"Zhaojun, don't want fireworks, abandon the fireworks."

"...?No, I've always loved firewood so much."

"Anyway, Hanaki knows so much anyway."

"Let me guess—is it...a zo-jun who abandoned the firewood sauce?"

Hanamaru Hanabu nodded in his arms.

"That... is that Zhaojun me?"

Huaman Huaihuo shook his head.

"No?" asked Uesugi.

"I don't know..." Hanamara Hanamaru said.

"have no idea?"

"Yes." Hanamaru Hanabu said, "The Jokun in the dream abandoned Hanabu after getting married."

Such a cute wife, can you bear to abandon her?

Aren't you afraid of being killed by a single boy?

“…Why did he do that?”

Hanamaru Hanabu buried his head and whispered: "That Zuojun said... he doesn't like Hanabu anymore. He feels that being with Hanabu for so long is meaningless. He said he doesn't like Hanabu's appearance that has always been so weak in front of him, and said Hanabu is pretending to be pitiful..."

At this time, Hanamaru Hanaguro suddenly raised his head and asked him: "Zojun, Zojun must not do this, right?"

"What if I... would? Will Hana Jiang still be with me now?"

"I'm willing... I'm willing... I'm only Zhaojun in the fireworks... I'm only Zhaojun..."

"When I know I will abandon you in the future?" asked Uesugi.

"Well... Except for Zhaojun's place... Huahuo can't find any other places to go... If Zhaojun doesn't want Huahuo..."

Hanaman Hanabu's voice was getting smaller and smaller.

"Okay," Uesuguso interrupted her next words, "Now I can understand the mood of another Hanaishi Chan..."

"Do you understand?"

"Well, don't worry, I won't leave."

"Zhaojun, you said this to another one."

“…”

———————

Uesugiba roughly understood what happened to the sick and beautiful fireworks.

There was a Zhaojun who abandoned his Huahuo. The Huahuo Jiang missed Zhaojun very much, and then she became a person who had to control Zhaojun's sick and delicate personality.

Of course, this sick and delicate firework is also likely to be a hypothetical situation dreamed of in the Fireworks.

Because of a dream, the real Hanamara Hanamaki showed symptoms such as schizophrenia.

but,

Whether it is the fireworks in the parallel world or the fireworks in the dream, nothing can be concluded.

But now the sick and sweet Huahuo will seek love from him and seek stronger love.

Uesugi Do thinks he is innocent, why should he make up for the love that is missing from the sick and beautiful fireworks for a false "self".

In short, what he has to do now is to regard the sick and the fireworks as the same person and give them the same love.

But, what's this?

My good wife suddenly split into two?

......

Have a dinner at night in Shanghai.

Uesugi Takes the opportunity to ask Hanamaru Hanabu: "You won't hate me, do you?"

Now the personality dominated by sick and delicate fireworks.

"How could it be? Hanawa's favorite thing is Joe Jun."

“…”

"Don't you believe me?"

"After all, what I described before was that you hated me so much."

"Hahuo hated another Joe, but the Joe, who is not yet deteriorating, is still a Joe who is particularly good at Hahuo, so he is Hahuo's favorite Joe."

Hanamaru Hanabu blinked at him.

"Zhaojun, do you want to verify it?"

"Verification? How do you verify?"

Hanamaru Hanamaru smiled slightly and grabbed his hand, "Shoku and Hanamaru come."

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the grilled fish dinner party by the sea is particularly lively.

Hanamaru Hanabu pulled Uesuma to avoid the crowd's sight and came to the backlight of a reef by the sea.

There is some light light facing the sea, but it is completely out of the sight of people gathering together.

Hanamaru Hanabu squatted down in front of him.

The bright moonlight continued to sound the waves, highlighting the girl's exquisite face.

"Wait a minute, this is what Hanawai Chan said to like?"

"Don't this reflect how much Hanawa likes Joe?"

"Isn't it a sublimation of love between each other day and night?" Uesugi asked.

"Isn't this a part of getting along?" Hanamaru Hanabu asked cutely, his hands were a little cold, and the sea waves splashed outside the rock beach.

Uesugi subconsciously took a breath of air conditioning.

"I think, stop—"

"Zhao Jun, be honest."

"Be more honest." Hanamaru Hanabu continued to smile at him, his beautiful face being extremely exquisitely outlined by the moonlight.

"Zhaojun?"

"Need not..."
Chapter completed!