"Hashimoto-san, you're really hurting me......"

On the plane to Asahikawa, Nana Hashimoto shrunk in a blanket, curled up with her head covered, as if she was avoiding Qiu Yang's questioning.

Qiu Yang rolled up the brochure on the plane, and mercilessly knocked on Hashimoto, who was sitting on his side and shrunk into a ball, a little angry: God knows how much he grinded his mouth that day before he explained his innocence to the four girls who were more or less lacking in tendons.

……

"Humph! Trust you this time! The next time I see you doing something sorry for Asuka, I'll tell her everything! ”

Even though Mai Shiraishi is the most reasonable and rational thinker, she still pretends to be vicious, drops this sentence and leaves.

As for Horimi Ona and Nishino Nanase, one was disconnected because of too much information, and the other didn't know why the power ran out, in short, they all looked like Mumu and were taken away by Shiraishi-san.

- Alas! The next time you meet them, explain it to them, if there is a next time.

In the huge box, there were only two people left, he and Nanami Hashimoto - Nana Hashimoto did not give Mai Shiraishi a gesture, although the other party had a helpless look of hatred that iron could not become steel, but he still closed the door with understanding.

"Uh......" Hashimoto, somewhat guilty of the mess he had caused, spoke first, "Did I say the wrong thing?" ”

Qiu Yang was silent for a while before he spoke.

"-It's not that he said the wrong thing, but there was something wrong with the occasion."

After a day of running, he was a little tired, and he fell back with his hands raised and collapsed on the tatami mat - I don't know when he started to pay attention to the image in front of Nanami Hashimoto, how to come at will.

Just now, Shiraishi-san mentioned Asuka harshly, and let his troubles that had only been left behind because of Nishino Nanase's mess come back to him again - not to blame Shiraishi-san, she was right, he should indeed be reminded of his identity from time to time, even if it always reminded him of his pain.

But if you don't, then when the bird graduates, you will contact him. But at this time, he has a new love - that is a "Qiu Shimei".

There were too many mixed thoughts, and he closed his eyes to escape.

In the past, as soon as he closed his eyes, the smile of the bird used to appear in front of him, but somehow, the pure, natural smile in his memory gradually began to be covered by the formula smile on the TV screen and in the advertising book—the fragility of the memory made him panic.

"Qiu Yangsang? Are you angry? Actually, I just wanted to remind Nanasai of her ......"

Nana Hashimoto was a little panicked, she could be regarded as doing bad things with good intentions, and explained in a hurry.

"Hoo ......"

All she answered was the sound of a sleepy snoring.

"What... Can you fall asleep? ”

She relaxed all of a sudden, and was a little pleased with Qiu Yang's trust in her.

looked at Qiu Yang's quiet sleeping face. Nana Hashimoto suddenly found that since the incident with the bird, it seemed that this was the first time she saw Qiu Yang stretch her melancholy brows, and reappear the tranquil and cunning look when they first met.

"The impression of Qiu Yang should obviously be like this......" she thought a little selfishly. But now, it is only when I am asleep that I can unload my sorrows. ”

I was a little irritable for no reason, a little uncomfortable and stuffy, and I couldn't tell what emotions were.

Glancing at the door of the box with some weakness, as if she had mustered up courage, she knelt and moved to Qiu Yang's side with her knees, and gently lifted the corners of his somewhat drooping mouth.

Seeing Qiu Yang's face turn into a complete relaxed smile, Nanami Hashimoto also grinned.

"That's right......"

……

"Hey! Knock again! ”

Nana Hashimoto, who had a bun face, did not poke her head out of the blanket and grabbed the magazine book in Qiu Yang's hand.

"Obviously I'm your sister! No big, no small! ”

She stretched out her hand to rub Qiu Yang's hair indiscriminately, Qiu Yang was not to be outdone, and the distance between the two was approaching unconsciously.

"Ahh

Nana Hashimoto leaned forward excessively, and her center of gravity was unstable, as if she was about to fall to Qiu Yang's side.

But the harness around her waist gently wrapped around her, and didn't let her really pounce into her arms.

"Hashimoto-san, it's okay."

Qiu Yang also felt that the laughter was a little too much, although he always felt in his heart that Nana Hashimoto was not his confidant sister in a foreign country, and it was a little trivial to get along. But now that his movements were stagnant, he realized that after all, men and women were still intimate, so he also restrained his movements and expressions.

"It's fine."

Nana Hashimoto gently brushed her hair, coughed lightly and kept her distance. The suffler of the seat belt just now seemed to strangle her sanity.

Both of them were somewhat silent, for whatever reason, but what they had in mind was the same person thousands of miles away.

……

……

"Ahh

Asuka Saito rubbed her nose, always feeling who was thinking about her.

It's been half a month since she came to Shikashima, and after she left with Yuki Tada, she stayed with Yoda's parents. Gradually, she also got used to the in-depth and simple life of the island - when the weather is good, she goes out to look at the sea, and when the weather is bad, she retreats at home to watch TV, which is also a different kind of comfort away from the hustle and bustle.

Moreover, she can also go out at will, greet everyone on the street warmly, and no one will look at her differently because of her idol status, but it is natural for her to be the little sister next door - not that they don't know, but the existence of Tian Jiang somewhat weakens the islanders' sense of distance from idols.

It seems that her ideal ordinary and tranquil life can be easily owned by only needing to be far away from Tokyo. This also made Asuka Saito laugh at himself for his previous negative thoughts.

"Then the acquaintance with Qiu Yang may really be just a sweet accident." The bird fiddled with her fingers, and suddenly it felt like she had figured something out.

- Maybe it's just because of his ancient temperament and the opportunity of an unexpected acquaintance that she happened to be in a small circle in Tokyo and was suffocated and about to drown, sending a bubble-sized oxygen to let her breathe.

It is precisely because of this that she was attracted to him so quickly and without hesitation.

But bubbles, they burst when you poke them.

Obviously, it's only been a month, and when I think back to that sweet state of mind, it seems to be someone else's memory. In the past, when I thought of Qiu Yang, the sourness that swelled up in my heart seemed to be gradually reduced.

- Sure enough, I always have to admire the uncertainty of time and people's emotions, even if I put it on myself.

A tear unconsciously fell from the corner of his eye, and Asuka Saito gently wiped it away.

- This is the last tear I shed for Azuka!

Thinking like this, she secretly made up her mind in her heart that she should move forward more or less.

……

……

"Qiu Yangjun, long time no see!"

It was late in the evening when the two arrived in Asahikawa, and at the strong request of Mrs. Hashimoto, Qiu Yang's luggage was not able to be put in the hotel where he was staying, so he was dragged to Hashimoto's house first.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he was facing Mrs. Hashimoto's smiling eyes, and he reached out to take the luggage in Qiu Yang's hand.

"Ah, Aunt Hashimoto, it's been a long time." Qiu Yang was a little restrained in the face of this enthusiasm, and took out the gifts he had prepared earlier while pushing and conceding.

"This is the teapot I brought from Huaxia, and I brought three sets and gave two sets at that time, and this is the last set. I hope you enjoy it. ”

"Ah, I originally wanted to invite you to dinner, but it's good for someone to come over and be so polite."

When Mrs. Hashimoto saw Qiu Yang's gift so attentively, she couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

"By the way, Kenta he stayed at his classmate's house today and didn't come back for dinner, just the three of us today."

When Nana Hashimoto heard this, she immediately looked at her mother with a red face.

- Are you the hell?

Mrs. Hashimoto ignored it and smiled calmly.

- Kenta, he's going out by himself!

"Nanamin, you first ask Luo Qiu Yangjun to sit on the side of the quilt, and the meal will start in a while."

Without saying a word, Mrs. Hashimoto pushed them to the drawing-room, leaving them alone, and flashed into the kitchen.

"Uh......" The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Qiu Yang suddenly remembered that the last time he talked about the topic in the kotatsu, he was happily sharing his joy.

But only a month passed......

"That's how my mom is, you don't... See you outside. ”

Nana Hashimoto lowered her head and drilled into the kotatsu, using the heat to hide her blush.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm used to it, too."

He can also be regarded as reading and understanding the air, and after a few contacts, he also somewhat understands the intention behind Mrs. Hashimoto's enthusiasm. It's just that it's always hard to resist, and because he has to stay in Hokkaido for a while during this time and needs to be taken care of, he pretends to be stupid and cooperates.

"Hashimoto-san?"

As she answered, Nana Hashimoto shrunk into the kotatsu, the back of her head facing him, making him a little strange.

- Only then did I suddenly notice that the side of the kotatsu where Hashimoto was located deliberately vacated a place, and I saw her red ears again. Qiu Yang understood the reason why she was awkward.

"Ouch, Mrs. Hashimoto's attitude, how can you have such an attitude to trouble......"

Qiu Yang wailed in his heart.

"It's rude......"

He thought about it for a while, and in order not to embarrass Nanami Hashimoto, he still lowered his body and got into the position next to her.

Nana Hashimoto was nervous when he turned his back and suddenly felt Qiu Yang sitting down next to him, bringing a slightly hot breath, and he felt a sense of shame in his heart, and he was at ease.

The two sat very closely, and the sound of fabric rubbing when they touched each other echoed in the somewhat empty living room, which seemed very ambiguous.

"Nanamin, Qiu Yangjun, it's time to eat, come here......"

Mrs. Hashimoto walked into the living room, and when she saw the two of them huddled on one side of the kotatsu, but they were silent and embarrassed, she immediately smelled the smell of youth and pink.

"Oh, then I'll bring the food over and eat it! Watch TV for a while! ”

Can't wait for the two of them to stop her, she flashed back to the kitchen to serve the food, and smiled wrinkled as she did the other - sure enough, she was still a young man! Even Nana Min has also become young! It's so good, it's good!

"TV..."

Qiu Yang was said this, glanced at the time on the wall, suddenly remembered something, turned his head sideways and asked Hashimoto Nanawei.

"Hashimoto-san, what time is it today?"

The two turned their heads to look at each other, only to find that the distance between them could even feel each other's breath, and each of them was a little flustered to pull away some distance, but they were framed by the stove, and they couldn't pull far - it seemed to be the opposite of what happened on the plane.

"I'll see, January 25th." Nana Hashimoto didn't hold back the panic in her tone.

"Isn't that today?" Qiu Yang suddenly jumped out of the futon, turned on the TV, picked up the remote control and started to change the channel.

"Today? What today? ”

Before the question fell, the screen switched to Fujitai, and Qiu Yang's figure just appeared, which made Nana Hashimoto a little stunned - did he really go on the ground? Or Fuji TV? Is he really willing to work for Asuka to such an extent?

I saw him bow his head and gently pluck the strings, clear his throat, and the usually familiar sound was broadcast on TV, and he always felt a little more wonderful.

"You can play the guitar."

She pretended to poke Qiu Yang easily, wanting to make fun.

But Qiu Yang did turn his head away from looking at her directly, as if his face was flushed, revealing an embarrassed look that Nana Hashimoto had never seen before.

Then, I heard Qiu Yang on the screen speak: "- From Nana Weisan Hashimoto, "It is difficult for a strong man". ”

Asahikawa is snowing hard tonight, and in the dark sky outside the window, there is an endless white - as if someone deliberately tried to use pure black and white to envelop all the chaotic thoughts.