After Hoshimi finished speaking, he leaned his phone against the corner, grabbed a can of spray paint and walked to Wakatsuki's side, "Although I can't draw such artistic abstract paintings, but you see", Hoshimi took a half step back and showed Wakatsuki the masterpiece he had just completed, "I'm still very good at painting stinky and smelly, it's interesting!" Hoshimi couldn't help but laugh when he pointed to his work, "So, when you're sad, you have to take revenge on the world, and it's still a mischievous child who lives happily." ”

Only then did Ruoyue remember that she had been taken to scribble on the wall, and there were traces of it just being cleaned up, "Is there no problem with this?" ”

"It's okay, the street office here is because people like us can earn more than other areas, so they don't usually arrest people."

"If you don't arrest people much, doesn't that mean doing bad things?"

"I said I was here to mistreat from the beginning." Hoshimi saw Wakatsuki's sudden nervousness, but his right hand spraying paint didn't mean to stop in the slightest, "Anyway, we'll run after painting this, no one knows." ”

"I'm the one who only recently apologized online!"

"That's it!" Hoshimi shook the aluminum can, found a new blank space, and sprayed a sentence 'I'm sorry!' '。 "I think the staff will receive my sincere apologies."

"The first time I found out, Miho turned out to be so dangerous......"

"That's right!" Xingjian seemed to suddenly remember something and clapped his hands, "My cold rapper character has come to naught because of the double ponytail, I can build another 'dangerous woman' character!" ”

Wakatsuki paused slightly, frowned at the excited Hoshimi and asked euphemistically, "But... Miho, shouldn't you be a 13-year-old girl? ”

"So wasn't it pressed to the ground by Minami Hoshino and rubbed?" Hoshimi hung his head and sighed, "I'm also thinking from the perspective of long-term development, I'm an only daughter, and I don't have any experience as a sister at all." ”

"Then Miho be my sister, I don't have a sister either." Ruoyue hooked her wrist, and a line of process fell on the wall, "I'm the youngest in the family, and I've always wanted to have a younger sister." ”

"Try to sign a tag of your own, ...... like this" Hoshimi finished writing a string of unrecognizable English under 'Evil Dragon', trying to change the subject, and suddenly shouted under Wakatsuki's somewhat puzzled eyes: "Joker! How about what I wrote! ”

Ruoyue was disturbed by the stars, looked at it for a moment and said, "I can't see it." After speaking, Ruoyue took a few steps back, carefully looked up and down her and Hoshimi's works, and leaned over to pick up the remaining spray paint on the ground,

Hoshimi silently made way for Wakatsuki, and when she finished painting completely and began to close the cap of the spray paint bottle that was already left, Hoshimi straightened up and snapped his fingers, "Great! Wakatsuki can you help me design a tag for me recently? We'll change places next time. ”

"Of course you can design a tag, but this-"

"Don't worry, I won't always be so simple when I go to an abandoned warehouse or factory or something, I'm an enthusiastic citizen." Hoshimi waved his hand to interrupt Wakatsuki's admonition that he was about to exit, his fingers went around the back of his ear and hooked the mask strap, maybe the mask belt was too long, Hoshimi felt that it was inexplicably difficult to breathe, the roots of his ears were red and oozing blood, his fingers gently twisted a small slit, he raised his head and inhaled hard, the smell of formaldehyde mixed with the air was a little pungent. Hoshimi choked uncomfortably and sneezed, and the starlight sparsely dotted the sky through the clouds, especially clear in the dimly lit alley.

"Got a cold? Isn't it a little chilly? Wakatsuki suddenly approached and touched Hoshimi's hot cheeks through the mask. How it's a little hot! ”

"No, it's rhinitis." Unusually, Hoshimi didn't dodge Ruoyue's hand, and sniffed hard with his nose hidden under the mask, the soft and elegant aroma diluted the strong discomfort that was still in place, Hoshimi raised his eyes and unconsciously captured Ruoyue's dark and bright pupils, quickly lowered his head and said sullenly: "Does Ruoyue have a perfume?" The next second, I remembered that because of rhinitis, I was almost insulated from perfume, and at most I could only use aromatherapy to leave some elegant smell on my clothes.

"What did Miho just say?"

"It's okay, I said let's go first, I'm a little hungry." Hoshimi grabbed the aluminum cans on the ground and stuffed them into the bag, then dragged Wakatsuki and strode to the brightly lit streets, and was about to walk straight towards the restaurant, when Hoshimi suddenly remembered something and stopped in place.

"What's wrong?"

"This!" Hoshimi took out his mobile phone from his pocket and shook it with a smile, and the next second he unlocked the focus and took a picture of Wakatsuki's stunned appearance, "Look, it's definitely different from before, I won!" ”

"Well, you won. I'll invite you to dinner in that moment, what do you want to eat? ”

"Think—"

"Wait a minute", a sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Hoshimi, and Wakatsuki hurriedly took out her mobile phone and looked at it, "It's Reika, I'm sorry Miho, I'll answer the call first." As she spoke, Wakatsuki trotted a few steps to the side and connected to a call from Reika Sakurai.

Hoshimi politely turned his back and unconsciously slid his phone, and although Wakatsuki in the photo was a little stunned, he seemed more relaxed, and Hoshimi was once again disappointed with the phone's pixels. She thought that maybe it was because of the 576 million pixels in the human eye that she was always dissatisfied with the photos, and the photos were not satisfied with the fact that the photos could not record one ten-thousandth of the beauty in her eyes.

"Sorry, Miho, Reika has been worried about me lately and always texts me. She called me just now because I hadn't answered the email, and Reika happened to pass by Shibuya in a while, so let's have dinner together. Wakatsuki folded her hands with an apologetic face.

"It's okay, I'm just rubbing rice anyway. However, the relationship between Wakatsuki and Sakurai is really good, and it is so good that it is enviable. Hoshimi shook his head and teased Wakatsuki with a wrinkled face.

"Hmm." Ruoyue nodded seriously, "I'm actually not a person who is very good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, it has always been Reika who took the initiative to talk to me, and she has been with me since she joined the group, I am really grateful to her." ”

"Really..."Hoshimi tried to put her skillful standard smile on her face, which she had cultivated for many years, hiding her lack of interest and distraction.

She silently listened to Ruoyue spread out the memories, with a smiling face, and waited until Ruoyue didn't seem to have any more meaning, and felt a little inexplicably guilty and stopped.

"Ruoyue, please go and order food first! I want to eat udon, but I forgot something in the alley to get it, so I'll send me the address later! I'm going to look for you. ”

"I'll go back with you—" Before Wakatsuki could finish speaking, Sakurai's phone came again.

"Sakurai should be coming, you go to the intersection to pick her up first, I'm familiar with this area." After saying that, Hoshimi quickly ran away with his bag in his hand, and his movements were so fast that he didn't give Wakatsuki a chance to react.

Returning to the alley alone, the lazy cat at the entrance of the alley had already stretched out his head and started working at night, half-squinting at Hoshimi to sell cuteness, "Give." Hoshimi crouched down, broke the biscuits in his bag and put them aside, put down another carton of unopened milk, and opened the small bowl that had been poured into the box.

After settling the toll collector in the alley, Hoshimi shook the remaining aluminum can, took out the heaviest can of spray paint, and held it in his hand. After a few minutes, Hoshimi beckoned to the kitten who was enjoying licking the milk, and walked towards the address sent by Wakatsuki.

On the dimly lit wall on the other side, a few words were faintly visible in the dim afterglow of the streetlights, and they were roughly written together, "you, I'm sorry!" ”