The end of each year is the end of many trivial matters, and for busy students, it is a signal that the New Year holiday is coming.

Hoshimi turned his pen and looked down the window from the end of the test paper, and it was snowing. The goose feathers and snow were blowing one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they bent the weak branches and wrapped them in a dazzling layer of silver white. Hoshimi stopped what he was doing, propped his head and concentrated on checking the test paper again, looking at the time when the wall clock was ticking, and then looking at Shirakami Yuki, who was also writing together and preparing to hand in the paper, grabbed the test paper and rushed to the podium. After putting down the test paper, Hoshimi raised an eyebrow at the belated Shirakami and walked out of the classroom.

Walking to the door of the locker, the cold wind poured into Hoshimi's loose neckline, which made her shiver, and hurriedly changed her shoes and wrapped the scarf around her neck neatly before slowly walking out of the teaching building. In addition to the sound of birdsong and snowflakes falling, the school is also immersed in the atmosphere of the exam.

The end of the exam means the beginning of the holiday, and the black boots draw beautiful marks on the thin snow that has just condensed, and Hoshimi puts his hands in his pockets and draws all his attention to the aroma of oden slowly wafting from the convenience store.

Hoshimi regretted a little that he didn't go out with his camera, so he could only hold his mobile phone in one hand and keep chasing a satisfactory picture, holding a steaming paper cup in the other, walking and stopping. Until a familiar person appeared on the screen, Hoshimi looked up, and the two of them were startled when they inadvertently looked at each other. Hoshimi put down his phone, smiled at Yumi Wakatsuki, who was still holding the book in her hand, and then strode towards the bookstore.

"Sorry! We can't bring food here. As soon as he pushed open the glass door, Hoshimi was stopped by the clerk on the side.

"I'm sorry." Hoshimi, who was about to leave, turned around and saw Wakatsuki put down the magazine and walked out after her quickly. "Did I bother you? Leave me alone, I'll just go in when I'm done. ”

"It's okay, I'm a little stuffy inside, come out and breathe."

Hoshimi raised his hand to pick up the paper cup, took out a string of oden, and asked Wakatsuki, "Winter oden is absolutely delicious in the world!" Try it. She chuckled and sent the oden to Wakatsuki's mouth, and saw Wakatsuki bite down before revealing her little white teeth, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Hmm." Wakatsuki puffed out her cheeks and chewed slowly in her mouth.

"The spicy soup base I chose, it should be okay." Hoshimi looked at the spicy juice left at the corner of Wakatsuki's mouth, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over. Seeing Wakatsuki hurriedly covering her face and wiping the corners of her mouth, Hoshimi approached to check and nodded at her, only to find that Wakatsuki's eyes couldn't hide a pale cyan color.

"Help me eat more, I'm going to save my stomach for a while and buy a Mai-like magazine before I go to eat grilled tofu."

"Aren't you eating?" Ruoyue took the paper cup and looked at the rest of the food inside, and asked helplessly.

"Eat," Hoshimi said as he stuffed a ball into his mouth, and then asked with a puffed out face, "What was Waktsuki looking at just now?" ”

"The Complete Book of the Six Laws." Wakatsuki replied softly, embarrassed not to look at the snowflakes falling to the side.

"Huh? But it feels like Wakatsuki. ”

"Sorry, it's too serious. I used to want to be a lawyer, and I forced my parents to buy it for me, but later, anyway, I happened to see it just now and flipped through it. The usually dark black pupils seemed to be out of focus at the moment, and they fell weakly on Hoshimi's shoulder, Hoshimi saw Wakakatsuki lose her mind for the first time, although the thin back before revealed something, but she had never seen Wakatsuki's powerless eyes.

"Why do you say I'm sorry, I never felt that I was troubled by Ruoyue again, but I was always bothering Ruoyue, always bothering you to take care of me." Hoshimi noticed Wakatsuki's lost gaze and shook her shoulders vigorously, and a fine sand of white sand fell from her head and shoulders, it was flying snow that had nowhere to stay in the cold winter, white and clean, white and fragile.

"I just finished my exam, and I did a terrible job." Hoshimi shook his head and looked sideways at the bustling street market, avoiding Wakatsuki's probing gaze, "I'm so sad, I don't want to go home at all, and I'm the only one at home." As he spoke, Hoshimi's head hung down, and his voice became softer and softer, "Will Wakatsuki be free?" ”

"Huh?"

"Will there be an arrangement?" Hoshimi lowered his head and kicked the condensed thin snow at his feet, "If it's okay, let's go to the mall together, I want to play electric." ”

"Yes."

"Take it." Hoshimi reached out and took the paper cup that had begun to cool in the other party's hand, stuffed it into his mouth two or three times, and put the garbage into the bag he carried, "Let's go, I want to sweep the whole audience, there is something about playing, maybe there is no opponent for me in the entire Suginami District." ”

Wakatsuki pursed the corners of her lips slightly and smiled, and Wakatsuki, who was being dragged hard by Hoshimi and walking behind the other party, seemed to see the reddened tips of her ears that secretly peeked out from between the scarf and hair.

When Wakatsuki took the fifth doll from Hoshimi, she finally couldn't help but stop. "Miho, don't catch it, or let's go play something else, it's almost unbearable."

Hoshimi squatted next to the crane machine, took out the sixth Maruko doll from the case, and looked up at Wakatsuki, who was holding the doll helplessly, "Then are you missing the keychain?" I'll catch you? ”

"No, don't you want to play anything else?" Ruoyue looked at Hoshimi who was shouting to kill the Quartet just now, but from the moment he entered the video game city, he began to frantically capture the little Maruko doll.

"I'll look at what's around, dance machines, race cars, shooting basketballs, or big heads-" Before Hoshimi finished speaking, she immediately noticed the corners of Wakatsuki's lips that instantly stiffened, and immediately changed her words: "Have you ever played Street Fighter?" How about we go for a drive after two rounds? ”

"Okay."

The short reply made Hoshimi's heart sink, and when he sat on the chair with the doll and twisted the remote rod by feeling, Hoshimi began to carefully organize the wording in his mind, and only after a while did he slowly say out: "What does Wakatsuki usually like to play?" ”

"Drawing?" Ruoyue tilted her head and thought about it, and replied a little unconfidently.

"Well, ah, I'm dead." Hoshimi pouted as he looked at the fallen Shagat on the game interface, glanced at Wakaba, who was a little surprised, and smiled, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Wakatsuki looked at Hoshimi, who suddenly walked away with his bag, a little strange, and without thinking too much, he got up and picked up the dolls piled aside, gave up the game console, and stood next to him to wait.

Ten minutes passed, and just when Wakatsuki began to worry about whether something had happened to Hoshimi, she looked up and saw Hoshimi trotting to her with two plastic bags.

"Let's go, change places." Hoshimi put the doll in the bag and walked out of the arcade with Wakatsuki, who had not yet reacted.

"Where are you going?" Wakatsuki, who was escorted into a taxi by Hoshimi, widened her eyes and looked at Hoshimi who was playing with her mobile phone calmly.

"Go make trouble."

"Huh?"

"If you are bullied, you should find a way to vent it. I was bullied by the teacher who wrote the question today, and I am ready to take revenge on society. ”

"Ahh