After coming out of the shrine, Nanaya was still immersed in the story just now.

She didn't expect the truth to be like this. It sounds beautiful, but when you think about it, it feels brutal.

Honestly, it's been a long time since she's been so confused. After listening to Sasuke's story, her mind was a mess.

If there was a chance to forget the bad memories of the past, would you choose to use it?

Qiye took out his mobile phone and silently edited a text message. She pushed the car, walked for a while, pulled out her phone again, and continued to send a second text message.

And then add a premise, which is to forget everything in the past, and what is the answer?

She pushes her bicycle and wanders the street alone.

"Asahi?"

Feeling her arm being gently tugged, Qiye slowly turned her head and saw the traces that were frowning at her.

"Uncle Ben has shouted at you so much," he raised an eyebrow, "Why are you so fascinated, ahhh ”

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention." Qiye lowered his head slightly, and although he said the words of apology, his eyes were always confused.

Seeing this, the trace department seemed to be a little speechless: "Forget it, you are not suitable for riding on the road in this state, come with Uncle Ben." ”

Although he was a little confused, Nanaya still pushed the cart and slowly kept up with the pace of the trace.

"Why is Kebe-kun here?" Nanaya asked questioningly.

After all, it is not an ordinary thing to behave in the style of his eldest young master, and to appear alone on the street.

"I just sent the tennis racket to the store for maintenance, and I went to visit my sister in Birch." The trace explains the reason simply.

In fact, he didn't have to make a trip himself, and handed over the matter to the servants at home, who had always been respectful to the young master's affairs, and they would definitely complete it successfully. But when it comes to tennis, he always wants to do it himself.

Qiye thought about it for a long time before he remembered who the birch field in his mouth was. In her memory, the big guy who often followed behind the traces, she once thought he was the bodyguard of the traces, but the traces later told her that they were friends.

can endure the temper of the eldest young master and never give up, probably this is true love.

Kibe led Nanaya to a café that looked very stylish, and before entering, Nanaya parked his car in the bicycle parking lot not far away, and then walked in with him.

Traces ordered Yorkshire pudding, while Seven Nights ordered a pot of Darjeeling black tea.

"No more roast beef?" After listening to the order of the trace department, Qiye quipped.

Yorkshire pudding is different from regular pudding, and if she remembers correctly, this dish is basically a side dish served with roast beef, which is also considered the national dish of the United Kingdom.

"Oh? You actually understand this. Traces seemed a little surprised, and then changed to a rather interested look.

"Having learned about cooking before." Qiye said lightly.

Although she is more adept at Japanese cuisine, she is also very interested in foreign cuisines. Western cuisine is easier to operate than Japanese-style cuisine, and the taste of the food is not too bad.

But when it comes to British food, there can only be one word to describe it – simple. Some people say that they can only taste the taste with their hearts, but Qiye feels that such a cut of corners is really not flattering. She's had eaten authentic British food, and she probably had breakfast.

"Uh-huh, what else would you do?" Tracebe raised an eyebrow. He felt that the girl in front of him would always surprise him from time to time, seemingly unknown, but in fact she had made great achievements in many aspects.

"There are a lot of things that I can only understand slightly." Nanaya said as he mixed black tea and milk.

Looking at her skillful gestures, it seemed that the ratio of milk to tea had long been remembered, and he couldn't help but say, "You don't just know a little about the tea ceremony, right?" ”

"Jibe-kun is always so powerful." Qiye generously admitted it, and at the same time admired the young man in front of him from the bottom of his heart, his eyesight was always so good.

"Who are you Uncle Ben?!" Traces replied without modesty, with a hint of "you should have discovered this fact a long time ago."

Nanaya pursed his lips and didn't speak again.

When all the things ordered are ready, neither of them is a person who talks a lot, and they are also people who can withstand loneliness. Even if the conversation didn't last forever, the atmosphere was not awkward, and there was some harmony in the quiet atmosphere.

"Jibe-kun, can I ask you a question?" Qiye took a sip of black tea and slowly spoke.

"Ahh Traces couldn't help but look up at her.

"If there was a chance that would make you forget all the bad things, would you use it?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally spoke. She deliberately narrowed down the oblivion to the bad, not the all.

"Of course not." Jibu replied without even thinking about it.

Qiye obviously didn't expect the other party to be so categorical, and couldn't help but be a little curious: "Why?" ”

"That wouldn't be your whole self." The trace department took it for granted.

Indeed, what an enticing condition to forget all the bad things of the past. After all, human nature rejects suffering, and no one is born with a penchant for setbacks, but life is incomplete without those experiences.

In the case of his tennis match, it was a difficult journey at the beginning. In a group of white children, Asians have no physical advantage at all, and they have been beaten to the ground, but it is precisely because of this that he does not admit defeat and practices hard, just to be able to surpass them one day.

The image of him lying sweaty on the tennis court, being ridiculed by white children, was deeply imprinted in his mind and he has never forgotten it. And he finally reached the top, looking back on those painful experiences, he was extremely relieved.

And on the way to lead the Ice Emperor to the national competition, he missed the goddess of victory every time. It is precisely because of those regrets and pains, big and small, that he is shining today.

He couldn't help but think of Hino again, the cousin who could be called a tragedy, no matter how irritating the days of being haunted by his resentful spirit were, he never thought of losing this rare memory.

Pain and anxiety will eventually be relieved, some will become a help to move forward, and some will help us see further.

There can't be just flowers and applause in this world.

Only the traces of the aura Keigo are incomplete.

Jibu thought about it a lot, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the seven nights that were deep in thought, and he couldn't help frowning: "Why do you ask such a question?" ”

"Nothing." Seven nights came back to their senses from meditation and regained their indifferent appearance again.

Catching a glimpse of the trace's inquiring gaze, she couldn't help but think of a solution.

Maybe it's time to give this thing a try?

She took out a box of chewing gum from her bag, which was a tricky prop given to her by Nioh Masaharu at the same table when Lihai held a farewell party for her. Since she was a child, although she sometimes joked with her companions, she had never been exposed to this kind of tricky gadgets, let alone fooling others.

She handed the gum to the trace, but before she could speak, she was stunned by what the other party said next.

"What are you doing with Uncle Ben's gum mold, ahhhh Kibe looked at her with a funny expression.

"Test your eyesight." Seven nights are serious nonsense, but the heart is frustrated.

The first time it failed, a miserable capital letter.

But the trace department didn't believe her words, and before Qiye had withdrawn his hand, he snatched the toy, stared at it carefully, and then raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile: "Who gave you this?" ”

"Nioh Masaharu." Seven Nights decides to confess.

"Hmph, I knew it was that guy. It seems that he didn't teach you that tricksters also have to choose objects. Tracebe raised an eyebrow, and then returned the toy that he saw as inferior.

"yes, it looks like you're familiar with him." Nanaya nodded, and couldn't help but think of Yukimura Seiichi once told her that the two had formed a doubles combination, which amazed the audience for a while.

"The relationship is not bad, that guy seems to be a fool, but he is still very serious and persistent on the court." Kibe couldn't help but think of their doubles, where Nioh fell to the ground due to his injuries, but he also persevered to the end.

Even if they will not engage in tennis in the future, their hearts are persistent in tennis.

"Did you bring Uncle Ben to give you that phone?" Traces asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Nanaya looked at him with some confusion.

"Could it be thrown away, huh?" Traces narrowed their eyes, as if displeased.

"Not really." Nanaya shook his head, took out his phone, and handed it to him.

"I forgot to tell you about it," he said, taking the phone, quickly dialing up an interface and starting to set it up.

"Press and hold these buttons to activate the emergency call." Tracebe held it down as he spoke, and only a few seconds later, the phone he had placed on the table vibrated violently.

"What is this?" Nanaya seemed a little surprised, but quickly realized what kind of thing it was.

"Uncle Ben thinks that with your troublesome physique, something could happen at any time. Just in case you can do this, your location information will be quickly passed on to Uncle Ben's phone. Jibu snorted coldly, and then returned the phone to Nanaya.

"Not so." Nanaya whispered.

"What did you say, ahhh Traces narrowed their eyes a little unhappily, quite unhappy with Nanaya's silent rebuttal.

"No, thank you," Nanaya paused, "I probably won't come to trouble Jibu-kun until I have to." ”

"Hmm, this is not a trouble for Uncle Ben, who are you Uncle Ben?" There was some arrogance in the tone of the trace, but Nanaya heard more awkward care.

She nodded slightly.

In fact, when she approached the trace department, the reason for helping the trace department was not simple, but it made him mistakenly think that it was a gratuitous help. Although she did her best in the process, the purpose was not just for the safety of the young man in front of her, she wanted to get the answer she wanted through that incident. Although I didn't find any clues in the end, I witnessed a tennis match of my former companion and got to know this proud and shiny teenager, which was a great gain.

And the young man in front of him always pulled her out of the darkness step by step.

The afternoon tea time passed quickly, and after seeing that the seven nights were back to normal, the trace department paid the bill, and then the two walked out of the café.

"I don't know what you've been through," said Tracebe before parting, "but you can be yourself." ”

Catching a glimpse of Qiye's surprised eyes, he was a little impatient: "Although it is still so ungorgeous in the eyes of Uncle Ben, it is not too bad, ahhhhhhhhhhhh ”

This person, even if he expresses good intentions, has to use such an awkward way.

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