Since he promised Saito Asuka to go back early and have dinner for another time, Qiu Yang said goodbye to Nana Hashimoto early. Sitting on the tram home, he still recalled the dinner just now in a daze.

Since that invitation, only that sentence has been left in Qiu Yang's mind, and he is a little absent-minded when communicating Hokkaido information:

"Do you want to be with me... with me... with me..."

This invitation shocked Qiu Yang so much that the high-end Sukiyaki Wagyu seemed to have a bit of chewing wax in his mouth. Now I feel a little distressed when I think about it.

However, Nana Hashimoto seemed to be hungry after giving each other gifts and ate a lot. After a brief loss of consciousness, she seemed to have regained the confidence and calmness of a professional woman. Instead, Qiu Yang seemed to be a cramped tall boy who was not adapted to the "adult social model".

"Maybe it's really just walking along the way, just giving an introduction enthusiastically." No matter how much Qiu Yang relieved himself, it was still difficult to suppress the unnecessary joy. His face was red until the end of supper.

"What does it mean?" Sitting on the tram, I was about to take out my phone and ask Senior Shinoda, but unexpectedly I found that my phone was out of battery.

"Forget it, I'm almost home anyway." Thinking of this, Qiu Yang happened to arrive at the station and got off the tram.

As soon as he walked out of the tram station, there was a gust of cold wind, which made Qiu Yang tighten his coat tight, and he still felt a chill in his neck - this season, it was really impossible to hold on without a scarf, and the turtleneck sweater could not stop the cold wind from whizzing into his head. However, the cold quickly took away Qiu Yang's misty thoughts, making him concentrate on fighting the cold. This would be fine, otherwise he would become a scumbag who went to see girls and was thinking about other girls' affairs in his heart.

"I really have to buy a scarf quickly, I always forgot to buy it..."

While thinking about this, I quickly walked towards the apartment building.

"Dong!"

"ah--"

"Pain pain--"

I walked too fast, and I couldn't see the road around me with my neck tightened. When I passed a pot shop that was only one corner away from the apartment, I was suddenly hit by someone who suddenly rushed out and sat on the ground.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I didn't see the road clearly." Qiu Yang stood up, and although it was not his full responsibility, he subconsciously apologized.

I only saw clearly when I got up that the one who bumped into me was a short-haired young woman in her thirties who was tightly guarding the child in her arms, her face was pale, and she was indifferent to her apology.

She was also knocked down and sat on the ground, and seemed to have no strength to stand up, just repeating over and over again:

"What to do...What to do...What to do..."

Thinking about the important thing that the person in front of him should be, Qiu Yang subconsciously asked more, "Madam, what happened?" After that, he reached out to pull up the young woman.

His hands were hanging in the air and he didn't pay attention. When he looked closely, the child in the young woman's arms looked purple and blue, and he looked like he was choked. The young woman was already confused and completely lost her ability to deal with it.

Qiu Yang quickly understood the current situation and snatched the child from the young woman's arms without saying a word.

"You! What are you doing? I, I want to take the child to the hospital!" The young woman then came to her senses slightly, looking like she was lost, and she reached out and wanted to pull the child back.

"Madam, call an ambulance first. I'll try to get a first aid." Qiu Yang didn't raise his head, "Please believe me."

At this time, I didn't care about the coldness. Qiu Yang took off his coat and put it on the cold floor, put the child down, and followed the techniques in his memory to press it over and over again. The most urgent task is to cough out the foreign object first. A child who is one or two years old will not cough on his own. Excessive pressing may cause fractures, which can be said to be very difficult.

As the temperature on the streets of Tokyo gradually fell sharply, Qiu Yang was sweating profusely.

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Three or four minutes passed, but Qiu Yang felt as if half an hour had passed. With a dry retching, the child finally coughed up a foreign object - a small piece of fried potato balls, and then burst into tears.

When the young woman cried, she hurriedly held the child in her arms. She wiped her tears randomly while trying to free up her hands to thank Qiu Yang. The first time she met her eyes, Qiu Yang realized that the young woman was quite charming and had a pair of phoenix eyes. For some reason, she still looked familiar...

But his head was a little confused, and Qiu Yang didn't think much about it. The strings tightly under his heart also relaxed. He wanted to try hard to hold the young woman's hand stretched out, but his eyes suddenly blurred, and his hands were too heavy to lift. Gradually, it seemed that the night sky had fallen down - Qiu Yang fell to the ground with a bang.

"This gentleman? Ambulance! Ambulance! Take this gentleman with you!"

There was a mess in my ears, the sound of the ambulance, the noise of the onlookers, and the shouts of the young woman. Before I lost consciousness, Qiu Yang's lips were stuttering, and there were only two thoughts in my mind, one of which was "It's really cold."

Another is, "Asukasan, your Christmas gift..."

——Maybe it's going to be late.
Chapter completed!