The door to Nakamoto's bedroom was tightly closed, and the curtains were dancing from time to time by the mischievous breeze that slipped in through the cracks. Only the corner of the desk facing the window was lit by a lamp.

Nakagen Hiya Xiang lay flat on the bed and looked at her phone, the screen was clearly off, the gray light remained on her face, and there was still a faint red blood at the corner of her eyes. In the quiet room, you can only hear the sound of clicking buttons from time to time.

"It's okay."

Zhongyuan always used the same sentence to reply to every letter with concern, but the true feeling in his heart was only known by his slightly white lips.

"Smack."

A sudden, strange sound broke the silence that shrouded the bedroom. Nakamoto Riya suddenly straightened up and sat on the bed and looked around, but didn't notice anything unusual in the room.

Nakamoto knew in her heart that even if she came back to behave as usual, her swollen eye sockets would definitely betray her, and the speed at which she closed the door was also a conspirator. Her family shouldn't bother her at this time.

After a while, the sound didn't sound again, and Nakagen Riya Xiang only thought that she had heard it wrong, so she shivered and shrank into the warm quilt again, and used the quilt to cover her hands and feet tightly.

"Smack."

This time she could clearly hear where the voice was coming from. Nakamoto Riya held the phone tightly with one hand, and pulled the pillow with the other hand and slowly approached the window, the curtain was raised by the wind, and the night was spread out on the desk through this narrow corner.

"Mibu-chan?"

Hoshimi stood downstairs, leaning lightly on the bicycle behind him, and from outside the wall, he could only see a small handful of hair that appeared in place of Nakamoto Hika, and hurriedly waved his arms, carrying a bulging plastic bag in his hand.

Hoshimi didn't take a step and saw from a distance that the tightly sealed curtain was finally opened, and Nakagen Hiya opened the window helplessly holding the pillow. She immediately pointed to the bag in her hand and motioned for the other party to come out.

The small pebble that was originally held in the palm of Xingjian Weibu slipped from her hand, drawing an arc in the air, like a meteor, and just slipped into the eyes of Zhongyuan Ri Yaxiang, which made her laugh.

She finally understood where those two strange sounds were coming from.

Nakamoto Hiyaka didn't understand why this usually dignified little colleague appeared in such a strange way today, but she didn't stop, put on her slippers and put on her coat and walked out of the room.

As she passed the living room, it was empty, and she thought it was probably the family's intention to create a quiet environment for her to be silent today.

A few minutes later, Hoshimi saw Hiyaka Nakamoto trotting out of the stairwell, still wearing simple pajamas and changing the shoes on her feet.

"Mibu-chan?" Although it was only a few steps away, because of the trot, Nakagen Hiya Xiang silently adjusted her breathing before she said with doubts.

Hoshimi put the convenience bag in the basket, held the handlebar, gently raised his foot and kicked the bracket up, and then said to Nakamoto Hika: "Fortunately, the floor of your apartment is not high, otherwise I might not be able to throw it in." Let's go! ”

"Where are you going?" Nakagen Riya looked at her stunned, and then involuntarily sat in the back seat under the other party's eyes.

"Ahh

Nakamoto Hiyaka's hands, which originally grabbed the frame, immediately wrapped them around Hoshimi's waist.

On the quiet street, two crescent-like wheels quietly sped forward, pressing against the asphalt-colored road, like the moon falling on the ground.

Nakamoto Hiyaka watched the street lights on both sides flow backwards, and every time she turned, she could hear the crisp car bell ringing, mixed with the non-noisy insect chirping.

The back seat of the bicycle is wrapped in a practice suit that Hoshimi has changed, which is softer, and even when passing through a small slope, the bicycle does not feel uncomfortable when jumping up and down.

"Weibu-chan, where are we going?" Nakamoto Hiya couldn't help but ask as she watched the surrounding scenery change from a forest of houses to another group of houses.

"It's here!" As soon as Hinaya finished speaking, Hoshimi grabbed the brake and let the bicycle slide to the edge of the embankment by inertia.

"Let's go." Xingjian picked up the convenience bag, jumped directly off the embankment, looked back at Nakamoto Hiya on the side of the bicycle and smiled, "Why don't you keep up?" ”

After saying that, she didn't continue to move forward, just stepped back and handed her hand up, helping Nakagen Riya to jump down slowly.

Hoshimi threw the convenience bag on the ground, and it was almost full of fireworks sticks. She bought all the fireworks that the convenience store handled.

"Let's set off fireworks together!" As he spoke, Hoshimi stuffed the fireworks stick into Nakamoto Hika's hand, and took out a match from his pocket.

A match struck the surface of the box and glowed brightly, and a faint smell of sulfur emanated from the air.

"Look good!" Hoshimi Mibu held the burning fireworks stick in his left hand and shook it gently, and said sideways.

Nakagen Hiya looked at the fireworks that were forced to be held in both hands, and nodded helplessly.

"It's a child." Nakagen Hiyaka secretly glanced at Hoshimi and teased, a smile slowly rising to the corners of her lips and eyebrows.

"It's not just children who like fireworks, so-called adults too." Hoshimi looked at her seriously, and his eyes were imprinted with flickering firelight, blazing and bright.

"Don't you feel that such happiness is short-lived? The beauty is also short-lived. Hiya asked herself in a low voice, her gaze wandering away as she watched the fireworks.

"Yes, because it's short-lived. But I still like it, and it's not that I haven't had it for a while. On the contrary, because I know it's short-lived, I'll find ways to make it more beautiful. Hoshimi put the burned-out fireworks stick in the prepared garbage bag, took another one out of the pocket and began to stick it on the ground one by one.

"It's a pity that this fairy stick is all silver, and you can see all kinds of fireworks at the fireworks display."

Hoshimi didn't look up, and continued while fiddling with the shape, "Did you find out? The moon isn't very bright tonight, so it would have been pitch black without the street lights. Fireworks are like the stars and the moon on earth, they may be short-lived, but they really do it make the darkness gorgeous. ”

Another match was lit, and Hoshimi gently lit one of the fireworks sticks closest to her, and the silver light propelled forward along the thin thread, like dominoes, one silver flower evoked another bloom.

"One fireworks stick is short, but the second time I can light two, three or more. It's like many beautiful things in memory, always feel like it slips away quickly, but forgetting can create more and better memories. ”

Hoshimi squatted on the ground, his cheeks flushed from the fireworks, and he turned around and reached out to hand the match to Nakamoto Hika. "Why don't you try? Fireworks festival that belongs exclusively to Hi Ya Xiang, special solo? ”

"Okay." Nakamoto Hiya took the match, and her cold fingertips were completely different from Hoshimi's warm palms.

Hinata carefully crouched down and began to fiddle with the remaining fireworks sticks in earnest. Hoshimi walked back to the bike and unwrapped his clothes from the back seat.

"Click."

Nakamoto Hiyaka heard the sound of the shutter and quickly turned around, and saw Hoshimi Mibu holding his mobile phone at her, and after the shooting, Hoshimi frowned and looked dissatisfied.

Hoshimi moved his gaze to Nakamoto Hiyaka's body, his eyebrows raised lightly, and he calmly handed over the clothes from behind his back with his other hand, but he counted the deal in his heart.