On the way back, there was a slight evening breeze, but luckily it didn't rain anymore. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Yutong Shiai walked in front, holding the girl's hand with his right hand back. Sanae Dongdongya's face looked much better, and she was very energetic, not at all the depressed and unhappy look when she was still in bed just now, but she was smiling stupidly while holding her little fist to cheer herself up.

"What are you laughing at, stupid?"

Yutong Shiai turned her head and looked at the girl who was inexplicably happy. And the girl snorted unconvinced, and pouted.

"People who say others are stupid are stupid, you stupid."

"Hmph, I don't have the stupid habit of getting drenched in the rain all night."

Yutong Shiai just chuckled and continued to look forward and walk. The girl shook his hand dissatisfiedly.

"You guy, will you only hold on to this, aren't you still sad at that time, your mind is messy, you will say everything as soon as you lead you, and it is really bad to take advantage of the void."

"Obviously, you still quarreled with me so loudly after that, and you still said something to take advantage of the situation."

The boy continued to look incredulous, which made the girl pout.

"Isn't it clear in my heart that I'm arguing with you, I've always been sad when I was taken out of the hospital before, won't you comfort me, it's not gentle at all, I'm really worried about how you will find a girlfriend in the future."

"Ahhh

Yutong Shiai smiled and shook his head, but nodded immediately.

"It's okay, I still have two younger sisters."

"Don't have these strange thoughts about your sister!"

Sanae Furutani used her left hand hard, pulled the opponent back, and then punched him in the shoulder with her right hand. This made Yutong Shiai laugh. After that, the two of them entered the hospital together and returned to the ward amid the reproach of the nurse.

"Really, it's all because Ten loves you."

Sanae of Dongfuya sat back on the bed after coming in, kicked off her shoes, and looked at Yutong Shiai angrily. Yutong Shiai shrugged his shoulders and looked at the time.

"Anyway, you can rest tonight, tomorrow I will bring some of your clothes, you can call me if you need anything."

As he spoke, he put Sanae's mobile phone and power adapter that he had picked up when he returned to Sanae's apartment and put them on the other party's bed. Sanae looked at him.

"Are you leaving?"

"Ahh

Yutong Shiai smiled at her, shook her hand, and just wanted to say goodbye, when she saw Dongfeng Gu throw the black coat over.

"Put it on, it's warm in the hospital."

As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help but shrink her neck. However, Yutong Shiai didn't take it back again, just nodded, shook his clothes, and then turned around and left the ward. Even if he wanted to take the clothes back to Sanae, she wouldn't want them.

Sanae watched the other party close the door and leave, and changed into a hospital gown and got into the quilt. She pursed her lips, turned over and looked out the window at the night that was obscured by light pollution, and pursed her lips.

She had actually lost her direction, driven by that person, little by little, forced to the path she didn't want to take, and finally she realized her true and most important heart. If it weren't for the tight pressure, I don't know how long I would have been confused like this before I rose up to resist, and I wouldn't know if the resistance at that time would have been too late or not. But, at least, for now, she has decided.

Sanae Dongdongya is a stubborn person, as long as he identifies something, he only needs to identify it, and he will never give up. She wouldn't give up on going back to talk to Lord God because of Yutong Shiai's persuasion, and if she wanted to say why, her decision was on the one hand, and on the other hand, she could see that there was still a frustration in the other party's eyes that he might not have noticed.

That's unwilling, even if Yutong Shiai, abandoned by his dreams, has now admitted defeat and admitted to giving up, he must be unwilling. He would be happy if he could get his mother to decide to do that again.

Let the dream die and live alone, or drown in reality with the dream, no matter which one is not a happy ending, Yutong Shiai chose the former, because his mother is no longer obsessed, but Sanae Dongshiya decided to choose the latter.

Suddenly, her ears moved, and she heard rain start to fly outside the window. She took out her mobile phone with some concern, and wanted to make a call to the teenager who estimated that he had not returned home, but the phone did not have any battery left.

The screen of the mobile phone is as dark as the night sky.

And outside the hospital, on the road to the house where Yutong Shiai lives, Yutong Shiai is not alone. Next to him is a youkai sage holding a beautiful umbrella. Although it looked strange to hold an umbrella on a rainy night, Yutong Shiai and Yakumo Purple didn't say anything, just walked like this.

Yakumo's sage was wearing a pure white long dress, and on the outside was a long purple waistcoat with a blue base with a corset, and the gossip on the vest spread all the way to the corners of the skirt, and then swayed up and down with the girl's steps. However, the sleeves of this dress are short-sleeved, which is puzzling.

After a long time, Yutong Shiai turned her head and looked at the girl's cold side face. Today she is still the same as under the thunderstorm of that night, and the years have never left even a trace on her face, and she is still so graceful, just walking by her side, as if she were in a grand ceremony. As if sensing the young man's gaze, she also turned her head sideways, and her amethyst-like eyes seemed to be able to reflect the waterhole of people's hearts under the lights between the cities, in which the sparkling waves flickered.

She took a step closer in the direction of the boy and let him within range of her umbrella. Yutong Shiai laughed, looking at the faint joy on the girl's face, and felt warm in her heart. His gaze swept over the other's smooth arm and raised an eyebrow.

"Where's the glove I gave you last time, Purple-sama?"

"As for the gloves, Lan You will help me put them away."

Yakumo Zi's shoulder was close to Yutong Shiai's shoulder, and the breath she chuckled at seemed to be able to reach Yutong Shiai's nose, making Yutong Shiai twist her face to the side a little shyly.

"Winter is coming, wear it."

He said.

"Okay."

Yakumo nodded happily, then nodded on Yutong Shiai's shoulder, motioning for him to stop. When Yutong Shiai stopped, she opened a small gap and took out a small wooden box from it. Then she handed the wooden box to Yutong Shiai.

"No."

“…… Promise? ”

Yutong Shiai didn't react at once, and looked at Yakumo Zi with the box a little strangely, which made Yakumo Zi snort with some dissatisfaction and clicked on the wooden box. Yutong Shiai opened the wooden box and saw the folded pair of gloves. It was a gift he gave to Yakumo on Thanksgiving Day. Seeing this, Yutong Shiai seemed to understand, and he looked at Yakumo Murasaki, who stretched out the hand that was not holding an umbrella, and the dissatisfied expression on Yakumo Murasaki's face.

"Why, can you give a promise to the current female high school students, can't you give me a promise?"

"No, no, no, there's no such thing, Lord Zi."

Yutong Shiai smiled bitterly, what is this. He took out the pure white lace/silk gloves, then temporarily put the box inside the black coat, and put the glove in his left hand down the tip of Yakumo's outstretched left finger little by little.

Brush through your fingers, gently slide the back of your hand from your wrist to your forearm, and then gently push it up above your elbow. The pure white gloves made the girl's slender arms more pleasing to the eye, and they also unexpectedly matched the white dress.

Yakumo Zi also seemed to be satisfied with this glove, or satisfied with Yutong Shiai carefully putting gloves on her, just smiled and changed hands to hold the umbrella, and handed the other hand to Yutong Shiai, and Yutong Shiai just smiled and put gloves on the other party as well.

The rain just fell silently, and then landed on the girl's umbrella with a soft click.

After putting on gloves for Yakumo Zi, Yutong Shiai held up an umbrella for the other party, and looked at the slender and beautiful gloves on the girl's hand with a smile. That was the glove he had been looking for a long time in the outside world last year, both in terms of quality and style.

Yakumo stretched her arms, looked at the glove that outlined between her fingers, and then looked at Yutong Shiai.

"How does it feel?"

"Why do you ask that, Lady Purple."

Yutong Shiai scratched his face, he couldn't be sure whether the other party was referring to the pair of gloves he gave her, or whether he was referring to the previous incident about Sanae in Dongfeng Valley. Yakumo Purple appeared by his side today, no matter what she thought, it was the incident with Sanae Dongfeng Valley that made her mind.

Yakumo just stretched out her hand in front of the boy, then turned her head sideways and smiled at him.

"Still unwilling, right?"

"No, no, I'm just ......"

Yutong Shiai shook his head, and just as he wanted to say something, Yakumo Zi stretched out his two gloved hands and hugged him from the front. The breath on his face made him stunned because of the accident, his brain crashed, and he was embraced by the other party in his arms, his hand holding the umbrella was a little shaky, his body was stiff, and he unexpectedly felt the breath of the girl who was so close, as if he could touch the soft skin of the other party through the clothing.

"Purple ...... Purple-sama!? ”

"I won't be reconciled."

Yakumo's right hand climbed around the back of his neck and on his right shoulder, and her left hand stroked his head, and her tall figure made it easy for her to do this. Her hair was right next to Yutong Shiai's cheeks, which made Yutong Shiai a little itchy. However, Yutong Shiai also heard the other party's words. He didn't speak, just listened to Yakumo's words.

The girl's clear laughter came from her ears, moistened by the rain, and soaked the boy's heart little by little.

"You are different from that child, so if you fail, it doesn't mean that she will fail, and if she succeeds, it doesn't mean that you can succeed too."

“…… Well, I know, Lady Purple, I just want to help her. ”

"I don't just want to help her."

Yakumo let go of him slightly, put his hands on the other's shoulders, and looked at the other party's black eyes that were cloudy like the night sky after light pollution because of the lights of the nightclub. She tilted her head, the corners of her mouth teasing a little.

"Sure enough, if you can't succeed, then hope for the success of others. Ten loves, you are really a profiteering. But in Zen Buddhism, there is also a saying called "crossing oneself and crossing others", if you can't succeed yourself, then how can you know how to help others correctly? ”

“…… Yes, I got carried away this time. ”

Yutong Shiai's eyes dimmed. Yakumo Zi didn't care, just nodded.

"If you know your mistakes, you will be a good boy, for the sake of you being so busy recently, I will give you a little reward."

Her hand on the boy's shoulder brushed up on the boy's cheek and pulled the boy's head down, and then, as she had done since putting on the gloves for the first time, pressed her lips on the boy's forehead.

Then the rain kept falling like this, the umbrella swayed gently, the shyness of the boy, the chuckle of the girl, and the mood that slowly calmed down.

"Everything will be fine. Whether it's this world, or Gensokyo. ”

Yakumo Murasaki let go of the boy and looked at one of her proudest works, this growing teenager, with gentle and proud eyes. The white dress swayed gently in the evening breeze, and she stroked her long, brilliant hair with long white gloves. The bright neon lights in the city seemed to be completely unable to dye her a worldly color, and she was still so independent.

"We'll get better, too."

She was so convinced that she spoke it.

ps: What I use here is a bonus that was written by the brain on the day of Thanksgiving.,This bonus is in the previous broken thoughts.。 And then tomorrow is estimated to return to the rhythm of two days and one shift, and school has started...... So today this is the second update, nearly 4,000 words, which can be regarded as a death struggle