Lately, It's Winter Season.

Chapter 7- Rumors and Tales

Do you know Ya Yi from Room Eight? Mick's voice asked as we walked to change classrooms.

"I don't know," I answered first.

"Tiger, " I asked Field. What the hell do people like you know?"

"Oh, you call me guys," I argued. "Does the field have many people?"

"You guys, that means Field," Mickey said, "In conclusion, do you know Field?”

"Huh? What do you say?" Field, who kept drifting away, turned around, looking in a daze. 

"Eight brand medicine"

"Oh, I know it's small, right?"

"Well, that's it."

"Why the hell?" I asked.

"I think I found love at first sight," Mick replied seriously. But you, it disappoints me."

"Wide," I said, "Is your tongue stiff?"

"Well, that's it. So what kind of person is he?"

"It's good-natured, cute," Field said, ready to try to think.

"I'm probably single now. How can you like him?"

"We're walking in the garden like... That's right."

"Flirt with me," Field said.

"Embarrassed? Give me time to think for a moment," Mick gently stroked his face. 

“It's been over a year since I broke up with Miu. I've been single for a long time."

"Why did you break up at that time?" Field asked.

"I'm addicted to games."

"Don't let it repeat itself."

"Erna"

"Uh, Tiger", Field turned to call. "Now you look so close to the twins.”

"No, I'm close to Nao, but not very close to Nuea," I said honestly. It's not that I don't want to be close to him. But Nuea is a person I don't dare to joke with. "Why the hell?"

"I see you don't come to sleep in my room anymore."

"Why, do you miss me?"

"It's good to say that I'm annoyed. My room is so cramped that I still come to grab the sleeping floor again. I woke up and stumbled on you; I don't know how many times." Field made a face. 

"Late at night, I came to knock on the door there."

"Oh, Tiger, are you going to sleep in a cold house?" Mick asked.

"Well, I've made a new friend. Goodbye, you bastards."

"Oh, so are you separated here? Together, it's just a collapse." Field said. The two of us laughed a little. "And at his house, don't you go to sleep at his house so often?"

"It doesn't matter; they even welcome me."

"Cheeky, go eat for free, live in other people's houses for free," Mickey began to say, "He secretly scolded you in my heart that I still have a face to think on my side that he welcomes you again, ask who will dare to curse directly."

"Come on, you", I frowned. "Don't come to mess about my business."

"Pussy, Tiger, don't think I don't know your plan." Field raised his eyebrows.

"What's the plan?"

"Did you learn to get into my brother's way? It isn't good. At first, I said I didn't know. It's not cute. I was panting for food and stuff to sleep at his house for a week. I looked at it until I was full. I'm very happy to be close to the north."

"Oh, so it's your plan? Tiger, you... Hey, Tiger, wow, it's right. We had just met each other for a short time and moved in with him. It's easy-going, our friend."

"Buffalo," I cursed. I couldn't help but laugh. "It's shit. I don't have any plans. I like it there."

"Ah, and in conclusion, is Nao cute?"

"Why, Field?" I asked back. "Do you like him?"

"Hey, crazy, who will like him? People like him so much. Why would I like people who have so many competitors like that? He's really cute, but I don't have a chance. That's it. In conclusion, I don't like him."

"It's delusional. It's cut off," Mick teased. "In conclusion, it's the two of you.

Do you like the same person? Did the eleven-year friendship end here?"

"Hey, I didn't get anything. I can retreat to my friend anyway," Field said.

"Oh, why did you back down? I don’t like him," I said. The other party stopped walking, still frowning.

"I don't like him."

"Sigh, Field, listen to me. I didn't get anything."

"So you like Nao?" Mick asked. I sighed immediately. "I asked?" I told the truth, "No, I didn't give anything to the twins. “

"Nao is funny. He's fun to be with. He talks to me. I don't want to fight for the floor. Field's room is already sleeping. At least give me a sofa in a twin house."

"Ah, believe me." Mick is ready to shake his head.

"Believe me, but shake your head, asshole."

"It's not shaken. How is it possible? Look at Mr Field. Just eat at His rice shop for a few minutes daily; Mr Field's heart is already drifting."

"You bastard said you didn't like it." Field still tried to argue.

"Annoying you guys. You don't have to copy my English, animal."

"Wait," I said, "Do you have English homework too?"

"That's it."

"Huh, send it today too."

"Wow, Field, I know you don't like it." I was quickly flattered. "We teased like that. Field is the favourite of boys in the whole school. Don't you stop at one person, right? It's broken the system."

"Damn, you don't have to say it." The other party sighed at me while walking through a room with shoes lined up in front of me. My eyes caught a glimpse of someone crawling on the ground, trying to grab a brown piece of paper flying around. 

Nao made a clear gesture as soon as we made eye contact. He looked even more panicked. I looked into the room and saw that the students were already taking the exam. Why did he crawl on the floor like this? He pointed to the paper to pass it to him.

When I picked up that paper, I found that it was an exam paper. I almost laughed. First, it's good to hold back. Pretend to flick the paper in your hand back and forth.

'Damn, send me the paper.' I can read Nao's mouth like that. 'Bring my water, ' I moved my mouth, but the other party made a confused face without understanding.

'Bring me', I moved my mouth again and pointed to myself.

'Uh, hurry up, hurry up,' the other party nodded without thinking. I sat in my seat and then handed him the paper. Nao slowly crawled back in.

Sitting in the same place, my eyes were paranoid of the teacher. When I walked to the front of the room, I saw that the teacher did not intend to supervise the exam. Playing with mobile phones allows children to cheat on exams secretly.

"What the hell are you doing?" Field asked after seeing me walk into the room late.

"I found the exam; Nao flew it out of the room. Keep it for me."

"Oh, you bastard, it's so bad. If it's me, I'll be dead."

"Well, that's right," I said, thinking of his face and demeanour. That can't be out of humour. "That's so funny."

"Nao, my water." I saw Nao standing in line to buy sweet water. I walked into the cafeteria and asked,

"What the fuck?"

"Oh, you told me to buy water."

"When did Phu tell you?"

"When I kept the paper for you."

"Oh, you bastard, you opportunistic person in the rhythm of the chaos," Nao complained, Ready to make an extreme face. "Take the water?”

"It's easy, like you."

"I drink wormwood juice"

"Ah, if he really sells it, I'm mocking." I said, "I thought you knew, see. You nod your head a lot."

"What do you know? I'm in a hurry. Whatever you say, I'm nodding my head. Almost.

Are you dead?"

"Why did you choose to make your own blows?"

"It's not me, Aum. It's not good to send me a blow. My heart is lost." Nao also made a face to make up for his emotions. "And today you sleep at my house again?"

"Eh"

"Think of an evening menu"

"K"

Waiting for Nao to finish buying water, he walked back to the table and saw Mick smiling a little. A big smile is annoying.

"What's the smile?"

"Ya Yi passed by just now. For your milk, it's like a worm."

"What the fuck? I don't remember which one," I said. Field secretly pointed to the other table. 

"Tie with the black bow"

"Well, thank you. How many people are there?"

"The person sitting at the far left, small"

"Oh, Sampa watch"

"Yes"

"You can stop staring at him, you animal," I said after sitting and eating. Seeing Mick staring at the back without lowering his eyes. "Hurry up and eat rice"

"You really interrupted me," the person sitting opposite complained. "Do you think he has a girlfriend?"

"Well, Field said he should be single."

"Maybe it's just someone talking," Field offered his opinion. "Or maybe Undisclosed dating"

"How do you know?"

"Well, I don't see anything on Facebook."

"It's a light," I teased. "Mr Field, who is a common friend with all women on Facebook."

"Well, if you go to buy water, don't tell me so I can buy it," Mick said after seeing that the glass of water I was holding was placed.

"Oh, you're cold."

"Oh, it's not enough to live in his house, but also to let him bring water. Act like a blood-sucking leech, my friend. You never let us down." Mick gave a thumbs up, and I gave him a middle finger back.

In the evening, when I finished practising at the club, I went home with Nao as I had told Field and Mick. After that day, I went to sleep at his house. Because Aunt Mao often invited me to sleep there, if you don't mind, I will go to sleep there more often after that. Normally, if I don't sleep at home, I will go to sleep at the field's dormitory, but the tower is narrow and cluttered. Plus, I sleep on the floor because the room has a single bed.

At least Nao's house has a sofa that has now become my mattress. I gradually packed up my belongings and clothes that I had at the field tower. At first, I was considerate. But when I found that everyone was willing to welcome me very well, I felt okay.

The main reason is that I like this place. I like this kind of atmosphere, the family atmosphere that wakes up to eat in the morning. Discuss various things, like you don't have to worry about anything. There is only laughter at the dining table. I can help at the shop before walking to school with the twins.

In the evening, there is a side dish menu that I want to eat because Aunt Cat will take turns thinking of the menu on different days. We sit and watch TV together in the evening. Some days we play board games and then go to bed. I like it so much that it can be called addictive because it is what I have been longing for since I was a child. It's like I'm here and I have a presence. There will be people asking for it all the time.

'What about Tiger? Tiger doesn't eat? I don't like it. I don't like to eat anything. Did you sleep well? How are you today? Are you tired?'

I have saved a lot of money from racing in the past. I bought more belongings and appliances for Nao's house in return for letting me stay here. Even though the people at home say they don't want it, I said it's mine. If one day I'm not here, I'll carry it back.

I go back to sleep at my own house for only a few days a week, as usual, when I was still living in Field's room. I like that Nao's family never ask why I rarely go home. Everyone knows that I have a problem and wants to help without saying anything.

"In conclusion, figure it out what's going to be ironic about," Nao asked while we were

Walking home.

"That's it. I want to make fun of that curry."

"Which one?"

"I don't remember the name that it's red..." I didn't have time to finish my words. The phone vibrated because an incoming call was detected. I took it out to look at the screen and immediately frowned. Leo...

"Wait a minute, you walk first," I said that before finding a place to stand on the phone, the cold nodded and walked first. I used to block his number, Sing, but I was forced to unblock it. Of course, he called, there would be no good thing.

(Go home)

"No"

(Go to work with me)

"For ?"

(Dad ordered within twenty minutes. If you don't have much, I will send someone to drag you.)

Then he hung up. I sighed to vent the stress that had been built up, walked to the cold and went back to get the motorcycle at home.

"Aren't you going to eat rice together first?"

"I'm sorry," I said, feeling guilty. "It's urgent."

"Will you come back to sleep? So you don't have to collect pillows and blankets. Sofa"

"Well, I'm going back to sleep."

"Then I'll wait to open the door for you."

"It's okay, you go to bed first."

"No, I'm already staying up late. I'll sit and play the game and wait."

"Okay, then I'll hurry back."

"Eh"

Then I rode the bike out quickly. Accidentally smiling without knowing it when I thought that people were waiting to eat and to go home. It feels very good. It's like having a warm family, like everyone else, even though it's not a real family.

When I got home, I was told to change my clothes and get in the car right away. It's not the first time I have to go out to work with Sing. Because in the future, I have to do the same thing. So my father let me go with Sing often, similar to studying, visiting work. I remember the last time I went with him. I saw him shooting people away indifferently.

I've never done that. I've never been armed to hurt others before, even though I've practised. Sing said I'm weak. If that's the case, I'll have to admit it. I really don't want to do it. Just seeing it makes me feel bad enough. Fighting, punching, hitting, and killing people are different.

This event will be designed to deal with people who betray us and are on the run. There is only one person who betrays. But there are quite a few people. That must be Sing to take action himself because last time I sent people, but they were all dealt with by them. And that brought me because I want to train myself to dare to do more in the real field for sure.

I don't know what the result will be. Will it be us who were dealt with? I don't know what I can do. But if I die now, I won't go back to eat at home for sure. Nao will sit and wait to open the door.

Let me dry and die there. At least, it's enough to go back to survive. I got a gun and a knife with me. Sing told me the plan and began to order. It told me to be next to it. I followed the order. When the confrontation started, it was Sing who shot and fought, but I could only sit stiff. Suddenly, the enemy sneaked behind me in time to turn around. Sing was busy. It must be me to deal with it.

I tried to dodge the knife and back with my bare hands until it fell. When I heard the gunshot, I rushed to find a place to hide. I dealt with people who didn't have a gun and sneaked into the back. As for the person who held the gun, it was our people who ordered and escorted it. After a while, everything returned to normal. I came out of the shelter and scanned my eyes to see the corpse lying around, full of blood. What I saw made me almost suffocate.

"Have you shot anyone yet?" Sing walked in and asked. I shook my head instead of answering. My demeanour immediately made Sing dissatisfied. He dragged me away. One of them was captured by our people. It seems that he is the person. Sing gave me a gun.

"Kill him. "

"..."

 I didn't accept the gun, so Sing changed the direction of the gun towards me.

"Last time you refused to do it. This time you can't avoid it."

"Why me?"

"Because one day you have to do it."

I remained still, looking at the person who was begging for his life. Suddenly, the sound of gunshots rang out. It was a lion who shot a gun on the ground near where I was standing. There were bullets just a few cents away from my feet. I gritted my teeth tightly with pressure.

"Sing, please, I don't want to do it."

"If you don't do it, the next appointment will be you."

"You won't kill me."

"Not sure," he said, his voice was stiff. That pair of eyes indicated that he was serious. "If you don't do this, you must be useless."

My heart was pounding. I couldn't breathe. I was so uncomfortable that I wanted to pull it out. My whole body trembled uncontrollably. I glanced at Sing, who was ready to pull the trigger on my head at any time.

I accepted the gun, turned the gun at the person who was crying, and closed my eyes. I pulled back the trigger.

"Good", Sing took the gun back and walked out to the car. I stood still like that until I regained consciousness, so I followed away. At this moment, my brain was white. I couldn't think of anything. I could only drift around until I got home. I threw away both the knife and the gun I received at the beginning as soon as I got out of the car, before rushing to grab the motorcycle to ride away.

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I'm sitting on the ground floor of the house, waiting for Tiger. Looking at the time, it's almost midnight, and there's no sign of him. Tiger has been sleeping at my house for nearly two weeks. He sleeps about three to four days a week. Other than that, he will go home rarely. 

I don't know what's wrong with the house, and I don't think of asking anything. Mom and Dan are the same. Everyone is okay with having someone else come in to make the home more cheerful. Tiger likes to buy board games to play together. Until it became that without the Tiger, we wouldn't play because we agreed to wait for four people first.

He brought many appliances into the house, such as kettles, microwaves, and others, making my home more comfortable. Of course, we didn't dare to take it. So Tiger said that if it didn't come here, it would be carried back to his.

Mom seems to like Suea very much. Like having another son, Suea will take her shopping for a while. The cat mother, who hasn't been shopping for a long time, likes this very much. Tiger said that he took her in return for staying at home and had to bother her. Often, she said that he didn't bother at all. And even though she was considerate, she didn't dare to refuse. The cat now wears a beautiful dress like before, and I'm happy that she comes with us often.

More cheerful, many things are better too.

I sat and played the game until almost one o'clock in the morning. I began to wonder whether Tiger would return or not. It's not that I let myself wait until it was light. But I still sat and waited sleepily until it was almost 2 a.m. I heard the sound of a motorcycle, so I rushed out to open the door.

I was stunned by the condition of Tiger. He has blood stains all over him. The face was flat, but the eyes were absent. I rushed to find it immediately.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? Whose blood? Is it your blood? Come and see the wound. Where is the wound?" I asked hotly? I opened the door for him to come in. When he got off the motorcycle, he quickly looked at his arm to see where the wound came from. But he stood still and didn't answer anything. "You talk to me. Does it hurt? Is it okay to go to the hospital?"

"... It's cold." His voice was hoarse. I quickly turned to look at his face immediately.

"What"

".." 

He didn't answer. I quickly dragged him into the house first. He took a damp cloth to wipe the blood on his body. I noticed that there were blood splashes around his face. It's like he did something to someone. This is more than just chasing and beating a child.

"... It's cold, I'm." The other party said in a low voice. Dark eyebrows furrowed together, and biting lips were so tight that blood began to flow from them, staining the eyes. "Ku...I'm Huh"

"Calm down," I quickly comforted him, gently touching his arm, "It's okay, not yet. It's okay if you want to tell me."

"I'm ugh"

I'm helpless because I don't often see my friends crying. Of course, I'm not good at comforting people. I can only look at him with concern. Looking at a strong person like Tiger, crying harder and harder.

"A.... I didn't mean it."

"I don't want to do it at all, but.. But I already did it."

The person in front of me raised his palm. I was confused by those words. I don't know if I said something, but the situation would get better or worse. So I chose not to say it. Thinking of when Dan cried, how I comforted Dan. I just hugged Dan.

I stretched out my hand to pull Tiger closer so that his forehead was on my shoulder. Tears flowed down without interruption. All I could do was hug and comfort him like that.

"It's okay. It's okay. I'm here." I gently rubbed his back.

"Huh... Huh, it's cold."

"If you want to talk or vent, I will always listen to you."

"... I'm sorry." The voice was sobbing that I could hardly understand. Tiger hugged his face and hugged in response with a heavy, trembling hand. He dropped his weight on me as if he needed shelter. "Huh, I was wrong."

I hugged him and comforted him longer than he stopped crying when he withdrew his hug. I found that my shirt was wet with tears.

"Is it okay?"

"Eh"

"Then go wash your face."

"Well, I'm hungry. What do you have to eat?"

"I'll boil the noodles for you, I think. Then he got up to wash his face. As for me, I got up to sort the Boiling hot water. After a while, Suea walked over and sat at the dining table.

"Nao"

"What"

"Why don't you ask me anything?"

"Oh, I don't want to know."

"You just ask if I'm okay. Does it hurt anywhere?" He said in a low voice.

I secretly saw it with a slight smile.

"It's normal to ask."

"Is it?"

"Well, it's normal."

"Then thank you."

"Well, in conclusion, it doesn't hurt anywhere, right?"

"Eh"

"Besides, I trust you."

"?"

"I don't know, I just trust you, so I don't want to ask."

... Well, thank you. Thank you very much."