It's still a little over a week before Christmas is real, and the same song is playing in every corner of the mall, as if it were a warm-up in advance, and even the musical instrument stores have already begun to prepare for Christmas events.

According to the instructions of the seniors in the club, Xingjian Weibu bought a mouthpiece, and bought a few more basic tutorials on the bass horn in order to participate in the preferential activities. Hoshimi walked into the underground supermarket with her shopping bag in her hand, and the supermarket on weekends was always crowded, and she pushed a small cart while reading the shopping brochure while looking around.

Walking to the fast food area, Hoshimi saw a familiar figure squatting between the shelves, Yumi Wakatsuki. Hoshimi pulled the car back and was about to turn around and go to another shopping area first, but accidentally bumped into the shopping cart behind him, "Sorry! ”

The familiar voice immediately caught Wakatsuki's attention, "Mibu-chan? ”

Hoshimi, who was called out by name, smacked his tongue and stiffened his body and slowly turned around, "Wakatsuki, what a coincidence, you also came to the supermarket." Her fingers rubbed the cart back and forth in confusion.

"Hmm." Ruoyue slowly got up with a few boxes of instant noodles, her face was as usual. Ruoyue fell silent after watching Xingjian finish speaking, didn't say much, just smiled softly, leaned on the shelf behind him to make room for the cart, "Then Weibu sauce will be selected slowly, I'll go to the checkout first." After saying that, Ruoyue didn't wait for Xingjian to make a move, so she walked away naturally from the other side.

Hoshimi frowned as he watched the figure of Wakatsuki holding instant noodles slowly disappearing around the shelves, leaned the trolley to the side, and made way for the people behind him, but he turned his back to Wakatsuki and went straight to the shelf farthest from the cash register. She didn't feel that Ruoyue had adjusted to face the members, otherwise she wouldn't have waited for the members to leave before coming out of the building, and she wouldn't have taken away the goods that she had originally held in her hand after meeting her.

Hoshimi leaned lazily on the trolley, but there was an extra mobile phone in her hand, and the shopping album she was holding was no longer known which shelf she had placed casually. She avoided the crowd and reopened the post Ikoma had sent her earlier, a heavy snort revealing her anger.

is like the words she said half-jokingly when she was playing with the Nianxia group in the afternoon, and she always laughed at things like judging people by their appearance and scandals. Her early bad experiences had already made her deeply aware of the shadow side of language. For Hoshimi, she only cares about the people she cares about, and what others say is not her business, she doesn't have so much time to care. But she also knows that not everyone is like this.

The heavy shopping bag made deep red marks on his fingers, and Hoshimi walked to the door of the mall with a little difficulty carrying the bag on his back, so he couldn't bear it and stopped and rubbed his wrist. "It seems like I bought too much." Hoshimi readjusted his backpack, took a breath, grabbed the bag, and trotted all the way in the direction of the subway station.

"I knew that I would ride a bicycle to the company in the morning, and I would take a taxi in the evening, and the cost of today would be too great." Hoshimi leaned his shopping bag against the billboard in the subway station and looked up at the stop sign with regret.

She held the bag in one hand, leaned out and looked at the approaching subway, which was not the direction she expected. In the next second, she saw the familiar back again, Wakatsuki, who was sitting on the platform chair with a shopping bag with the same logo printed on it. Only this time, the other party didn't notice her.

After Hoshimi grabbed the bag and retreated to the platform, ready to wait until Wakatsuki got on the train before leaving, she shrunk back against the platform and took out her mobile phone and slid unconsciously.

The gray subway is too dim, and I can only rely on the support of the dim light tube to barely see the whole picture, Hoshimi remembers the sky he saw when he entered the station, and the sunset that is usually as bright as a peony is all covered by lead-gray dark clouds today, and I don't know how many trains the subway has come and gone at this time. Hoshimi shook his somewhat cloudy head, and skillfully took out a mint from his pocket and swallowed it.

The warm yellow light looks particularly deserted under the colorful advertising lights in the commercial area, Hoshimi looks at Wakatsuki through the gap between the crowd, she is still sitting there with the bag on her own, her eyes don't know what she is looking at, her back looks extremely thin, Hoshimi feels as if she will melt into the mist of the station in the next second, and the cold and dim lights are more powerful than her figure.

Watching another subway slowly drive away, Hoshimi finally couldn't hold it anymore, stomped on his somewhat sore feet, folded his hands and pockets from behind the stop sign to the back of Wakatsuki, lowered his voice and leaned over and asked, "Wakatsuki, which direction are you?" ”

The warm breath suddenly hit the side of Wakatsuki's face, so frightened that she suddenly retreated, and her right hand was raised and instantly attacked the left side of Hoshimi's face that was still close to her, and the strength was so great that Hoshimi was thrown off and directly turned her head.

"Smack-"

Hoshimi let go of his left hand carrying the shopping bag, and his body instantly leaned to the right, his left hand covering his stinging cheek, and his eyes were slightly red and stared straight at the stunned Wakatsuki.

For a while, the subway station was silent, and the noise of people disappeared, and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

"Will there be such consequences for accosting a beautiful girl in a subway station?" Hoshimi held his face and laughed self-deprecatingly, and looked at Wakatsuki, who had an apologetic face and red eyes, and teased with relief.

"Sorry! Miho, are you alright, let me take a look. Wakatsuki reached out and pulled away Hoshimi's left hand covering his face, and leaned closer to look at his slightly flushed cheeks.

Hoshimi's nose was instantly filled with the faint scent of bath gel on Wakatsuki's body, perhaps because Wakatsuki didn't exercise much today, and it was completely different from the sweat on the tip of Hoshimi's forehead, who was still carrying heavy objects. I don't know if it's because of the stinging pain caused by the sweat sliding through the corners of my eyes, Hoshimi felt the tip of his heart tremble, throbbing, and the hot temperature surged up his face and steamed crimson.

"It's so red." Wakatsuki carefully stretched out her finger and gently poked the left side of Hoshimi's face, and Hoshimi felt that it was difficult to hold the heavy bag with his right hand alone, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"It's fine." Hoshimi brushed away Wakaki's hand, grabbed the bag with both hands, and lifted the empty space next to Wakatsuki in one go.

"Which direction?" Hoshimi asked with a smile and a secret cough after speaking.

"This way." Wakatsuki reached out and pointed at the empty track in front of her.

Hoshimi sighed secretly, he was in the same direction as her, and he didn't know how many times he had run while Wakatsuki was in a daze.

"Same as me." Hoshimi, who wanted to pretend to be in the opposite direction, involuntarily said the truth, "Let's go together." ”

"Okay."

"Alright, isn't this coming?" Hoshimi's eyes were full of helplessness, and he looked at her with drooping eyes. "Let's go." She grabbed Wakatsuki's wrist with her free hand and dragged her up.

"How many stops are there?" Hoshimi placed the bag on the ground and looked up at the flashing indicator light.

"Five more stops."

"Okay. Don't you need to transfer? Hoshimi turned his head to look at Wakatsuki.

"No, you don't." Ruoyue responded with a smile, and the smile dissipated before reaching the corner of her eye.

"Good. I'm going to change my position recently, what do you think of me as a rapper? Hoshimi ignored Wakatsuki's reluctant appearance and watched Wakatsuki's reaction with great interest as usual.

"It's good, I remember that Miho performed a pen spin when he tried it for the first time before, and he can also dub it himself. At that time, some people said that you were from the European and American factions, and now you want to try rap, is it related to this? ”

"Do you mean 'Oh, I'm so beautiful'?"

"No," Wakatsuki couldn't help but laugh, and raised her hand coquettishly to hit the funny Hoshimi.

"I just want to pilot something different.,I think I'm quite talented.,Don't look at me as a reader.,Actually, I really want to be a rapper.,And then work hard to become a winner.,Let everyone remember..."

"I think you're very talented." Wakatsuki couldn't help but lean on Hoshimi's shoulder and laugh. Xingjian couldn't help but be happy when he saw the real smile on the corner of her lips, and then he held his face and helped the non-existent air sunglasses, and patted Ruoyue with a cold posture as a rapper, "You see that I have talent, but in fact, it's just a bet, don't always listen to rumors, take me offline now." ”

"Still laughing, got out of the car, do you want to accompany me home?" Hoshimi finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and pointed to the gradually opening car door to remind.

"Oh! Thank you miho, I almost passed the station, see you tomorrow. ”

"See you tomorrow."

Hoshimi took a breath when he saw the door gradually closing and the thin figure of Wakatsuki slowly disappearing, leaned on the rail, and gently bumped the back of the hand holding the pole with his head in annoyance, "I have to sit back, I really have nothing to do, I should have slipped away in the first place." Hoshimi looked at the next stop of the flash, she should have gotten off the train for a long time, and she had to sit back with her things again, and looked down at her toes depressedly.

"What bad luck! You shouldn't go to school in the morning and meddle with one trouble after another. Hoshimi said as he took out another mint from his pocket and bit it hard, "I'm starving!" I shouldn't have let Minami Hoshino take away my hungry bread by being cute! I'm! Thinking about it, Hoshimi was glad for the picky eaters of Asuka Saito and Minami Hoshino and the dislike of the mints he relied on for his survival.