Looking at the cake handed over by Fuji, Sakuraichi turned his head, "No need, I can go by myself." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Then go home by yourself."

"Sakuraichi," Fuji didn't withdraw his hand, and said with a soft smile on his face, "This is for you." ”

Under the brim of her hat, Sakuraichi's dark red pupils reflected the beautifully packaged cake box in front of her, her eyelids blinked, and out of politeness, she reached out to take it. However, almost at the same time, as soon as his waist tightened, his body became lighter in vain, and he was hugged by Fuji Zhousuke, and with it, it was the unique fragrance of dry plants on the young man's body, which completely enveloped her little by little.

"Put me down." Sakuraichi's indifferent tone was filled with imperceptible annoyance, and he raised his head slightly, looking at the elegant young man through the brim of his hat.

The young man looked sideways at the person in his arms, still smiling softly, "Na, Sakuraichi, you can use the umbrella, it's inconvenient for me to hold you." With that, he lifted Sakuraichi up a bit so she could be eye level with him.

Sakuraichi frowned, struggling in Fuji's arms, and said indifferently: "If it's inconvenient, let me down." ”

"Sakuraichi, don't move." Fuji hugged her tighter, "The umbrella is small. ”

"I said... I can walk on my own! Sakuraichi looked up in annoyance, but this look made her startled. What catches the eye is the deep and mysterious ice blue, as charming and charming as the vast Milky Way. A cool breeze mixed with water vapor hit, lifting the chestnut hair on the boy's forehead and slowly fluttering, sweeping across her face, thin, itchy, mixed with the faint fragrance of dry plants.

The satisfaction of holding people in his arms made Fuji's breath stagnate, and the deep and mysterious ice blue reflected the dark red like rubies, making the heart beat faster than before, smelling the unique lotus fragrance on the girl's body, and the hand couldn't help but tighten again, and the heart.... Wanted.... As if more, more.

From this point of view, the boy is extremely good-looking, just like a porcelain doll that has just been baked, it can be called exquisite and perfect, and the boy's body is close to the boy's body and feels the teenager's accelerated heartbeat through the clothes.

"Shh Sakuraichi came back to his senses, snorted coldly, turned his head and stopped looking at Fuji, and reached out to press the brim of his hat. Then put the cake box on your legs, wrap your right hand around Fuji's neck and hold the umbrella at the same time, and fix the cake box on your lap with your left hand.

Fuji slowly closed his eyes and hid the enchanting ice blue again. He turned his head and walked in the direction of home, but he didn't notice that there seemed to be something more in his elegant smile.

Tick!

Almost in the next second, the raindrops began to fall slowly, from slow to fast, from less to more. The heavens and the earth were connected by this sudden rain curtain, hazy and blurred, and it was impossible to distinguish where the sky was and where the earth was.

The first rain fell in this season of cherry blossoms, and under the witness of this rain, something seemed to have changed.

Wow -

The Shinkansen drove quickly, splashing the buildings on both sides of the road. In a CD shop, a 177-year-old boy is holding a pen and scribbling down the data he has just obtained in his notebook, the white light on his highly reflective glasses flashes away, and the corners of his mouth are tightly pursed into a thin line.

Looking at the record in the notebook, I saw that it was written: At 19 o'clock in the afternoon of May 08, Fuji walked in the rain with a girl in his arms, and the relationship was ambiguous, suspected of being boyfriend and girlfriend. Looking at it, his eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and he drew a big circle on the word 'suspected' with a pen in his right hand, and the data was insufficient.

"Noji, I'm really curious about your relationship with that girl." The boy helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose, today he came to the CD store to buy something, he didn't expect it to rain, but what he didn't expect was that he happened to see Fuji on the other side of the road holding a girl walking by, but he couldn't see who the girl was.

Looking up at the sky, it is completely impossible to rush out to track such a heavy rain, and then look at the opposite side, Fuji has disappeared in the rain curtain, and I can't help but be slightly stunned, what a pity, such good data.

"Sakuraichi wants to change his clothes?" Fuji pulled Sakuraichi into the house and closed the door, the rain was so heavy today that his pants were already half wet.

"Nope." Sakuraichi took the slippers handed by Fuji and changed them, she was carried back by Fuji, so she didn't get drenched at all, not to mention that her clothes were drained. But... The shoes are a little big, and they are strangely dressed.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have children's shoes at home, this is Yumiko's sister's." Fuji spoke softly, put her shoes in the shoe cabinet, and said, "Sakuraichi, you sit in the living room for a while, and I'll go and change my clothes." ”

"Oh." Sakuraichi replied softly, then sat down on the couch, his dark red eyes scanning the living room, finally landing on the black cuboid on the coffee table, and looking up at the long, low, long brown table and the black shiny things on it. The eyes blinked, what are these?

She hadn't seen it at all, not in the North Island. So, curious. Reaching for the black rectangle on the coffee table, I found that there were several rows of buttons on it, and the buttons were written in Japanese with numbers and some simple operations.

For more than half a month, Japanese was not learned in vain, and if she still couldn't understand it, she wouldn't be worthy of being the captain of the TN team. It's just that the things here are too far from the things of her time, so she didn't understand what this thing was used for after watching it for a long time.

"Open?" Eyes fell to the button in the upper right corner, and Sakura twitched her eyelids, then pressed her index finger down. Just listened to a tick, the black and shiny black thing on the opposite table flashed an image, and she realized that these two things were matching, if there was an image, was it a chip record library or a chip transmission library? But.... The things in this world should not be their own cosmic era, there are no high-tech things like chip transmission libraries, then.... What is it?

“TV？” Eyes fell on the blue label attached to it, and Sakura blinked, "Television, TV... Yes. ”

Click~

Just as Sakuraichi figured out the TV thing, a shutter sounded, and when she turned her head, she saw Fuji in a short shirt and shorts standing in the doorway, slowly putting down a silver-black thing she didn't recognize, and then walked over to her and sat down.

"Phase... Machine. Her eyes focused on the camera on the back label, and Sakuraichi knew what it was, looking curiously at this new thing, and she wondered how to use it. There are too many things in this world that she doesn't know, although she doesn't know, but she can learn, and only by mastering the things and knowledge of this world can she live better.

"Sakuraichi doesn't know how to use this?" Seeing that she had been looking at the camera in her hand, Fuji Zhousuke asked in some surprise.

"Uh-huh." Sakura glanced at him, she has been in this world for more than half a month, she is either training Fujiwara Kuna and a few people, or learning Japanese at home, so she hasn't had time to understand these electronic devices, and in her era of the big universe, she uses all super-technological products, and it's normal to not understand the ordinary things here.

"Now, use it this way." Fuji demonstrated it in front of her and explained what it was for, "Sakuraichi understood?" ”

"Got it." Sakura sat cross-legged on the sofa, took the camera from Fuji, and began to look through the photos stored by Fuji inside, and after seeing the end from the beginning to the end, she found that all the photos were all scenes except for the one he had just taken for himself. So, he said indifferently: "Why didn't you shoot people?" ”

Fuji held his chin with his left hand against his bent leg, his right leg crossed, wearing white short sleeves, he looked more and more elegant and soft, hearing Sakuraichi's words, he turned his head to look at her, and a smile as elegant as the wind bloomed on his face, "Because people don't have beautiful scenery." ”

"Yes." Sakura pressed the next one on the camera with one hand, and said indifferently: "Then delete my one too, waste storage." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Fuji's face froze slightly, and his chestnut hair streaked through the faint traces before resuming. He took the camera from Sakuraichi's hand and stood up, smiling softly, "This is a souvenir, Sakuraichi, can you take a few more photos?" ”

Under the brim of her hat, Sakura narrowed her eyelids and turned her head away from him, "Whatever you want." ”

The smile on Fuji's face deepened slightly, "Now, Sakuraichi, when is your birthday?" ”

"Birthday?"

"Well, that's the date of birth." Fuji said, his fingers already pressed the shutter.

"I don't know." Still speaking in an indifferent tone, Sakuraichi really didn't know when she was born, because she had no parents and was bred with an artificial embryo No. 1. But fortunately, she was bred to be human, not a chip artificial human.

"What's that look on your face?" Seeing Fuji put down the camera, the smile on her face gradually slowed down, Sakuraichi frowned, she hated people looking at her with pity, she was not a sad person, so she would never complain about what happened to her.

No matter what kind of life you have, there is no need to feel sorry for yourself for not having a good time, and when you have that sad time, it is better to think about how to change. In her opinion, there is always hope in life, and when you live, even extreme encounters will be reversed, and if you live, everything will become better.

"Now, Sakuraichi, my birthday is February 29th of a leap year," Fuji's elegant smile faded again, raised his camera, and clicked the shutter, "Sakuraichi's is on April 20th, okay?" ”

“... Oh. Sakuraichi turned his head to look at Fuji, his dark red eyes with a little bit of light, a subtle beauty.

Click~

The sound of the shutter freezes at this moment, and the curvature on the corners of Fuji's mouth deepens a little, April 20th, the day when Sakura appeared on that wall, it was also them.... When we met for the first time.