"Is Shiho doing okay?"
"Hello!"
"Just answer me!"
At 10:35 p.m., in the apartment at 122 Seventh Avenue, the freckled boy chased after Sakaki Makoto, constantly asking about Miyano Shiho's whereabouts.
The unwavering belief did not impress Sakaki Makoto, but instead made him feel irritated.
"Shut up!"
The sudden scolding scared the freckled boy, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, but he still followed Sakaki Makoto and walked around the apartment.
Sakaki Makoto came to the cabinet and stood still.
In the upright cabinet with glass panes, things like tea cups and coffee cans are placed.
Without exception, they are all placed at the outermost edge of the cabinet...
In a trance, Sakaki seemed to see the young Miyano Shiho standing on tiptoe, taking down the coffee can and teacup with great effort, and after making the coffee, she had to stand on tiptoe again to put them back...
So cute...
After throwing a piece of chocolate into his mouth, Makoto Sakaki took out his cell phone.
When I applied for the package before, it included international roaming service, which means...
Sakaki Makoto's cell phone can communicate with Japan across the ocean.
With his finger on the dial button, he suddenly thought of the freckled boy and looked back...
The other party was staring at him curiously.
"Go, boil some water and make a cup of coffee."
"oh...."
The freckled boy walked into the kitchen, very obedient.
Um...
Because when Makoto Sakaki took out his phone...
The USP around the waist reveals the tip of the iceberg.
Soon, the sound of gas was heard from the kitchen.
At this time...
Sakaki Makoto suddenly noticed something was wrong.
Why does Miss Miyano still have electricity and gas in her apartment even though she has been away from the United States for 5 years?
Who is paying for her?
With doubts, Makoto Sakaki sat on the sofa in the living room and dialed Miss Miyano's number.
10 o'clock in the evening in the United States is equivalent to 11 o'clock in the morning in Japan, so it will not disturb the other party's schedule.
beep....
Click!
“........”
After the call was connected, Sakaki Makoto could clearly hear the breathing sound coming from the microphone. He smiled:
"It's me."
"You've been to New York?"
"I arrived four hours ago, and I was busy, so I didn't have time to inform you."
While walking on the street, Makoto Sakaki would not call Miss Miyano.
It's not just for one's own safety, but also because one is afraid that walls may have ears.
The living room is some distance from the kitchen, Sakaki Cheng believes...
The freckled boy couldn't hear the sound of him calling.
unless...
The other party is Erwa.
"It's almost 11pm in the US..."
Miss Miyano said:
"Are you at my apartment yet?"
"arrive."
"That's good. There are new sheets in the bedroom cabinet... I'm afraid they are not new now..."
"Don't worry, we'll just clean it up when the time comes."
Sakaki Makoto's face turned serious, he glanced at the kitchen and lowered his voice:
"Do you know an American who claims to be a genius scientist?"
"He said his name was Siber Gamil."
"Genius scientist?"
Across the microphone, Miss Miyano, who was sitting at the dinner table, was stunned, racking her brains to recall the scientists she knew...
But no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't remember any Siber Gamil.
When she was in college, although she was young, her grades were always the best in the school. Her teachers praised her highly and wanted to take her as their last disciple...
In this environment, she also met many so-called "geniuses", but...
Miss Miyano has a very unruly character. Not to mention being overbearing, she has always focused her energy on study and research. She may have met those "geniuses" once, but she would forget them completely the moment she turned around.
“I don’t remember.”
"oh...."
Sakaki Makoto narrowed his eyes, lit a cigarette, and told his girlfriend everything about his encounter with the freckled boy at the door.
"Wait a minute!"
Straightening her back, Miss Miyano blinked:
"You said he has messy hair, a lot of freckles on his face, and looks about the same age as me?"
"right."
"And you call yourself my best friend?"
"right."
"Haha, it turned out to be him..."
Miss Miyano smiled knowingly and said:
"He was admitted to the university in the same year as me. He is quite famous. He is one year older than me, majoring in economics. He is an expert in stock trading. With a starting capital of 10,000 US dollars, he already had a place on Wall Street in his sophomore year."
"He's quite smart. If you need money, just ask him directly. He owes me a big favor."
"Emmmm..."
Ask yourself...
Makoto Sakaki would rather Miss Miyano didn't know each other.
"How do you know him?"
Even through the microphone, Miss Miyano could smell a strong smell of jealousy.
But she didn't mind at all, instead she said with a little smugness:
"Do you really want to know?"
"I'm not, I didn't, you...just tell me."
Sakaki Makoto held his forehead and sighed, and honestly followed his heart:
"Yes, I'd love to know."
With the corners of her lips raised, Miss Miyano seemed to be able to see her boyfriend's dejected expression.
There aren't many things that can make Makoto Sakaki feel embarrassed.
Even on the bed, the two of them fought back and forth with no clear winner.
"It was a sunny afternoon..."
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